Omoriboy stared at his computer, the blank expression plastered on his face like usual. Moments later he turned it off, closing it as he glanced at the cat, who was sleeping nearby. He still hated life as usual. The same usual routine, the same objects in the blinding white space. He stretched his arms and legs from sitting around all day, sighing as he flopped onto the ground. It hurt, as it gave him a small headache. Holding the back of his head, he sighed in annoyance. Laying on the ground.