Aka Old Level 0
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Aka Old Level 0 is the true reality in the Backrooms.

Description

Aka Old Level 0 is what appears to be a vast unfinished construction which has its pasts that have become corrupted along with its forgotten memories. Stairs and rooms can be found in random locations those who entered, were never seen again where they can possess materials and objects photos and their mind, degradation and fragmentation. Flooded with his anger and greed, he was a good person. Now dead. Aka Old Level 0 appears talking to you. While your memories are being formed, you will be welcome to our family which presents characteristics similar to Level 3 and Level 11, but different from them the home warms everything around it, the songs they rise when you surrender to it. The presence of instability, fragmentation and mental corruption appears to be slowly destroying it look at us, why are you going to abandon us?.

The lands of dew, shape the corrupt anatomy.

Aka Old Level 0 is one of the thousands of existing miracles of real reality, there are no penenvolent miracles, anatomy shapes your path to the paradise that demands in revenge, those who also came to now they have apparently been corrupted and forgotten by everyone. At level Aka Old Level 0 you can also have passages to the true home which together with the corrupted anatomy shape certain patterns. Among these patterns are purity, fragmentation, mental corruption, instability and others.

Corrupted

Forgotten and fragmented in the fragmented step, the truth leaks like the real thing in the Backrooms.

Bases, Outposts, and Communities

Look at us, we won't forget you, don't forget us and your true reality.

Hello…?
















Please help me…




















I can't leave this place




















The place burns me, they are not what they seem…




















please…




















Entrances and Exits

Entrances

Memories come together and form conglomerates of large and easy possibilities. You're close to entering

Exits

Wait, fragment in the red void in the mind.

The Libert Lukers, are the guardians of our land and home. Punishment of believers by going out and imposing our truth.

Stable…and Perfect : )


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