I hate my brain! Loooooooooool.

What a funny start for a devlog! I'm obliged to talk about details concerning the game No Flying. But you know what? I am the most important detail of the game. After all, I created this universe a long time ago, and back then, I could not have imagined that it would turn into a real game. But now it's real.

Congratulations are in order, friends! I'm healthy again! At least for a while. What's wrong? Are you wondering what happened to me? I'll tell you. I have a strange ability that is both a gift and a curse. I'm a morally destroyed person. The terrible events that happened to me in the dark times are, of course, to blame. But my messed-up brain is also to blame. It wants to see more than necessary, and this weighs heavily on me and limits my ability to live life. I often end up in the hospital because of this. This time, I almost suffocated from a strong panic attack.

At first, I published the game, and everything seemed fine. But then, suddenly, I realized that I was just an ordinary girl with my brain turned inside out. My trusty tablet, which had served me so well, suddenly broke. I almost died because my whole life was like a slave galley. I argued with my best friend. I can't do anything about my character. I can't do anything about my life. Why am I writing all this? Why am I telling you all this? Who could be interested in this? You came to me for a sequel to No Flying, not to listen to me whine. I understand, and I know I don't have the right to burden you with my life problems, but I can't help myself. I need to talk it out. Forgive me.

I want to be completely honest, so I'll tell you straight up that this is far from everything that's happened to me recently. I'll tell you a little secret. No Flying is not my first project. I have spent my whole life trying to prove myself in various ways, but I am actually a very weak and broken person. I give up very often and very quickly. When this happens, I send everything I have accumulated on a small hard drive and throw it at the wall with all my might. The same thing happened with No Flying a couple of weeks ago. Perhaps the only difference was that I was angrier at myself and the whole world this time. But I am writing this now. Someone is reading my thoughts. At least, I really hope so. I was able to overcome this and continue working. It is very difficult for me. Believe me, it is.

I know I'm not a great creator. I'm just a simple artist and a newbie when it comes to programming. The only thing I can praise myself for is having something to say and share because my life experiences helped me write all the dialogue in No Flying. But let's be honest, more than two months have passed, and no one needs my game. To those of you reading this, you are the rarest anomaly in the universe because our paths have crossed. I am grateful to you for being there.

Thank you, Johnny Mind, for your kind comment! Yes! You are very helpful! Your attention to my project gives me hope that I have a chance. Don't think this is small, it's not at all! While I was gorging on Oreos in the hospital, I thought about you. I was thinking about how much time I was wasting. Time that could have been spent creating content for the first episode of the game. I may not be rich, but I'll tell you this: I can afford to buy cookies. However, I prefer to think of this as a reward for overcoming all the difficulties and creating my own world in No Flying. I am afraid to lose my only paid subscriber because losing him would be like losing my only hope that this project could one day become something more. I hope that in the future, there will be more people like you. This will help me buy advertising and get more comments for inspiration.

Thank you, Arms, for your kind comment. You are an unexpected surprise. "I had the honor" it made me smile. It was my honor that you played my game. There have been many comments about my mental outbursts, haha. I will always remember the first comment about No Flying: "Looks promising!" Short and to the point. There have been many positive comments, and they will all forever remain in my heart. But Arms, your comment is the one I've been waiting for since the prologue came out. It's a comment in which someone tells me about their gaming experience so sincerely and openly. Nothing offends me because you inspire me to succeed.

Thank you to everyone who reads this. I see the statistics, I know how many times my posts has been viewed, and you have every right to deny me the opportunity to get acquainted with your thoughts. But know that I am still here because my game is expected, and I will not give up. I will give you the best game possible. A masterpiece for the ages. Even if only you play it and this project remains forgotten.

The script for Episode 1 is ready. The coding is finished and new sprites have been added. One whole act out of the six planned for episode one is ready. Hummrew is in the hospital, too. Oh my! It's a bit unnerving how interconnected everything is. I hope I don't start dreaming about hellish demons, lol. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz. There's still so much work ahead.

I agree that everything written above looks alarming and strange, and does not at all resemble a devlog. But, I ask you not to forget that I am new to the world of adequate presentation. For now, this is the best I can do.

I will try to do everything necessary to make the next devlog more positive and informative.

I want to love my creation. What I create will always be a part of me, and of course, it's important to me that this part of me becomes something for others. This is exactly why games are created.