You step into some closet that looks like a chapel, except it streches too high upwards. There is an angel statue here with a spiral for it's face.
Stained glass windows let colorful light fall onto the place. There is a massive writing table under the windows. A thick tome rests on it, it's pages are soft and weary, at some points little bite marks are missing from them. It's text is handwritten, the title is engraved with gold. A big rusty chain is inserted into the book's spine, the other end of the chain is embedded into one of the legs of the table.
The following is the accurate documentation of the Marked's fate.
The Marked were the first generation on the discord. They persumably found a real copy of Zampanio, and lost themselves in it. Their conversations can still be found in the locked channels.
The chapters here correspond to the different channels, and thus their events are parallel, not linearly after each other.
If you are interested but don't plan to spend a lot of time here, I'd recommend reading the Testimonies. It's purely about the experiences of different people playing Zampanio.
There are secrets in here, and not all of them are discovered. If you notice something, feel free to point it out to us.
~The Watcher of Threads
The end of all channels are filled with pages of NAM's messages, I left them out, because they didn't seem relevant for the story. I only put here the ones in the Waste Basket and the Wiki Work channels, there these seemed fitting.
- In the General channel gone_farther describes two dreams, but it's hard to read them because of the amount of typoes. Here's my guess how they would read.
Cheers man!
I mean I have to play it, don't I?
That's what we're here for, or that's what the server is for
Zampanio. Play Zampanio
It's inevitable
Don't you ever look awayDon't you ever look awayDon't you ever look awayDon't you ever look awa
I only even played it twice
Then
When I was a kid I'd had these dreams of a house on fire,
floor on fire in the living room, dead body in my bed, carrying jars of hearts to examine in the mirror.
I only dreamed it once.
I don't get nightmares, I think. I don't feel fear in these dreams.
The last dream I had that I remember I think.
Or I had some other, I could fly if I focused right, and the people thought I was an angel or a god. I kissed a man on the forehead and called it blessing. Except no. He was an alcoholic, dry, resisting, and [...illegible] him drunk, broke his arm (?)
It wasn't a nightmare. I wasn't scared in the dream, of course no!
But I think I was scared, a little, after I woke up.
Because it was *lucid*
I think it was.
So that was just me. Making the choices I'd make if I thought other people weren't as real as me.
bob?'s testimony is encoded with Vigenere Cipher, the key is "bbbcccddd". It translates to:
I know Zampanio now. I know how to Zampanio. I know where Zampanio is. I know why Zampanio. Can't you
see it? It's right in front of you. It's in your head. It's in between your fingers. It's in your keyboard.
It can do so much.
I'm going to it.
I'm going to be indefinite.
I SING THE TRUTH found a weird corrupted file in the Bread Crumbs channel. Here is the uncorrupted text:
Our hero wanders in Hell.
He is blind, mortal and stupid.
I can not see the real person after death!
When you open your eyes to arrogance!
He often crossed Styga.
And every time he does that, without performing his own rituals!
He is being punished for his crimes.
But he does not even seem to know that!
The ant is drowned by a maid in the kitchen.
It's not a small thing, just like you did.
You even hold a sound and rub your face on a rock.
Gradually you will find a winding path through Orcus.
Ah, the issue is close.
A blind man suddenly enters a fatal block, without caring about the world.
A joke of all, I believe.
aurora borealis got a letter from their granddad in the Bread Crumbs channel, but it was in French. Here is the translation:
Zampanio is a game I played, yes - even though I don't have it in my collection anymore. I haven't seen it since you and your friend were kids, and the last time I played it was a lot longer ago. I remember, however, the maze-like network of streets in the sky. This kind of flying labyrinths twisted with pebbles. It was part of the fast travel system unlocked at the end of the game, but it was oddly more confusing than traveling everywhere on foot.
I also remember the arrangement of the world according to our days. It crashed on leap year days, which was pretty fun. Strangely, that's all I remember. I know I played the game more, but I couldn't for the life of me tell you what it was about.
Tell your internet friends that I wish them good luck!
I plan to make a whole section for the weird files of Hex, Lionfish's branch, and the known things hidden in the Homeric Hymn file. You will be able to find these around, if I'm done with them.