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In a world stripped of keyboards, controllers, and touchscreens, players become the cursor itself in *Mouse Only*, a minimalist yet deceptively deep adventure where every click, drag, and flick of the wrist determines survival. Navigate surreal digital landscapes as a sentient mouse icon, solving physics-driven puzzles by manipulating glitchy interfaces, hacking unstable systems by aligning fragmented code, and outmaneuvering predatory programs that hunt you as rogue processes. Master precision mechanics: charge clicks to "swing" across collapsing windows, hold and spin to rewind corrupted timelines, or rapidly shake the cursor to break free of stickyweb traps set by spider-like malware. As you progress, unlock cursed upgrades—a double-click that briefly duplicates your cursor but risks system crashes, or a right-click menu summoning temporary power-ups at the cost of attracting antivirus drones. The narrative unfolds through cryptic error messages, corrupted files whispering lore, and environmental storytelling across decaying OS realms—a neon-soaked desktop corrupted by fractal vines, a sprawling spreadsheet dungeon with shifting cell walls, a shadowy recycle bin hiding resurrected boss fights against deleted icons seeking revenge. With no HUD, health is represented by cursor integrity: cracks spread with each hit until your pointer shatters, forcing clever retreats to "heal" by hovering over flickering save points. Speedrunners chase frame-perfect drag-and-drop combos, while completionists scour hidden browser tabs for lore, culminating in a choice: reboot the system to restore order, or click "shut down" to embrace the void.
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Crush the walls—pulverize the suffocating grind of cubicles, lecture halls, and claustrophobic city chaos. Feel the rush as concrete fractures beneath your fists, every crack a rebellion against the mundane. Liberation isn’t whispered—it’s ripped from plaster and steel, adrenaline surging as debris explodes around you. This isn’t destruction—it’s rebirth. Unleash the fury coiled in your bones, turn monotony into dust, and roar alive with every shattered barrier. Strength isn’t earned—it’s seized, brick by crumbling brick.
