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eRrOrLoOp
Imagine a Rubik’s Cube took shrooms, had a meltdown, and started multiplying…
Welcome to eRrOrLoOp.
It looks like a game that forgot its own objective, laughing at itself while it melts and reassembles in the same breath, entire landscapes glitching, jittering, blooming, collapsing.
The colors are LOUD, all fighting to the death for custody of your eyeballs. Neon greens scream at flaming pinks while blues try (and fail) to keep the peace.
Every piece feels like a broken bonus level. Blocks stack into tiny cities, then explode into pixel confetti. It is dizzy, dirty, playful, a possessed nostalgia glitching so hard it becomes something new. Rumor has it Q*bert is backstage, swearing in symbols, refusing to come out until the cubes chill…
Spoiler: hAyDiRoKeT won’t allow it.
Dedicated to M.C. Escher.