OMORI sat alone on a swing in the park of FARAWAY TOWN. He was waiting for HERO and KEL, since they were the only ones that cared about OMORI. It was a cool summer day, the luscious green leaves rustled and waved in the wind.

OMORI wore a white-collared shirt with a black vest over it, beige shorts, white socks, and black shoes. His skin was pale and milky, he had dead eyes with no pupils and a miserable look on his face.