I walk in the desert you love, 

hoping to find words that are one with you. 

In every house I enter,      

I  see scattered corpses and fallen heads. 
                                                                                                                                                                              --Rumi

Existence itself manifests as an endless inner tearing, a fundamental conflict that forces us to futilely climb the absurd slopes. This work attempts to explore the landscape of our consciousness in the present, and its process of self-dissolution on the edge of meaning's collapse. It places the individual's struggle before the void, confronting that instinctive impulse that transcends futility and seeks meaning.

In the game, players struggle in a symbolic cycle. At first, it is on a steep one-way road, desperately pushing a "human skin ball" towards the unreachable goal at the top of the mountain—the sun. However, every upward effort inevitably turns into a downward slide due to gravity. In this eternal push and fall, this fragile flesh ball (symbolizing the self or consciousness) gradually heats up, wears down, and ultimately burns in the climb.


As the burning sensation intensified and the sphere vanished, the player's consciousness detached from the physical struggle and sank into a state of trance. The senses were lost in the increasingly thick desert mist, futilely searching for direction or revelation in the overlapping wastelands, only to inevitably be thrown back to the initial hillside scene, repeating that eternal cycle until the fleshly sphere carrying consciousness was completely burned out, and everything irretrievably disappeared into the depths of the mist. This work cannot provide any answers.