M̶ơ̶͟t҉́h́͠ȩ͏͝ŗ͞

Habitat: Level 1.5

Mother is a l̢͞ov҉i̧n͘̕͠g malicious entity that lives in the core of level 1.5.

Description
Encountered and reported only by u/Chaosraider98, she i̵̧s͜͏ b̡̨́e̷̕a̵u͝͏ti̡͜͟f͞҉̢u̸̡l bears no physical description, similar to the Denizens. She is isntead felt as a thickness in the air, and a presence of emotions bound to the space she occupies. Based on his exploration logs, it appears that Mother tąk̡̀e͟͡s̷̕͠ ͏c҉a̧̧͢r̸̨͞e͟ o̡҉͢f̴͠ traps her victims in her broken level, then tears their flesh and soul apart for unknown reasons. u/Chaosraider98 believes the level, more specifically the core of level 1.5, to be the "melting pot" of the Backrooms, into which all the lost souls are collected for Mother. Her voice is desribed as ge̕͜ņ̵͝tĺ̷̷e҉̷̶ ͞a̡͟n̶̴d ͏̨s̴͜͟oo͞t̶̀̕ḩ̵̵in̸g cacophonous, sounding like metal rakes scraping across chalkboards.

Her process of separating bodies from souls seems to be incredibly painful, based on the u/Chaosraider98's descriptions of what he endured before he temporarily escaped from her grasp. Once the souls are m̡̀͡ad̴͞e̸ ͝fr̨e̸͘e̢͘ separated, it is uncertain what happens, or how they become Denizens, Husks, or integrated with the mangled halls of flesh that compose the terrain and architecture of the core.

Mother's influence seems to be growing, though the extent to which is uncertain. Previous archives had been largely infected, with many mentions of Mother linking researchers back to level 1.5 scattered throughout unrelated logs and pages, and descriptions of mother being c̵o͏r̀͝r͝e̢c̴̷͢t̨͘͟e͠d twisted to portray her in a desirably fashion.

Do
Ç͟o̧҉́m̢e͠ ̵̀͡t̡͜҉h̨̡͢r̢͝o̧͞ugh Avoid the fake windows you may find in the Backrooms. These do not provide escape, but are likely portals to level 1.5 and will close behind you upon entry.

Stay away from Mother. She does not love you, she will trap you in her realm of suffering.

Don't
——A҉v̶͡o͢͞i̧҉҉d͞ ̸̡҉the ̧͜͠f͞à̷̢ke ̷̡̀wį̛͘n̡̕d͜o̡͜w҉̧͝s yo͏u m̶̡a͢͏͠y ̡͜f̧̢i͘͟nd in ͏̴th̷̀̀é̸ ̀̕͟B̷ackr̶o͝o̴m̕͜s. ̛̛҉B͝ey̡o̷̷nḑ̴ ţ̶̨he̶m ̸̨̀i͞s s̶҉̴afe̶͝t͟͝y̴͝҉,̴̀ a̵͘ ̸͟haven f̴̨̨o̡͘r ͟͞a̵̧͝ĺl ̢͟w͟ę͜ary ̧trav͠e̶͝l̨̨͠l̶e҉̸r͘s̸̨.͏͢ C̕o͢me̷̵̕ j͠͏͢oin ̀u̸͢͟s,̨̛͟ com͏̢̀é̸̵ j̶o͠i̷̧͘n҉ M̢o͡th̵̨e͠͠r͝.

S̛taỳ ̵a̕̕waỳ̨ ̸͝͝fro̸͢m ͠M̷͏o̷̕t͞͞͞h̵̡er. M̢̛͝ot̶̛͝h͝er͏̨̛ loves ý̴̡o͘҉͘u̷͞, a͏͢ņ̸͠d̨́ ̢on̷͞ly ẁ̧͡antş͠͞ to̵ t͝҉̨a̶͏̷kę̸ ̵̀͟c̴͡͠ar̢e̴͜͝ ̢of y͘͝ò̕͡u̵͝ and k͝eep̵̡ ҉̛͝yo̴͞u҉̢ ̨̢́safè͞.̷̷̡ Foŗ̵́evè͟r̕.̕

T̵͏a̶̧̕k̢e ͡ţ͞hi͏̛͝s̴͘͜ post͡͏͏ ̴͟seríó̵͝u̢͘͞s͘̕ly, ̨it i҉͡s̴̛͠ ̧slan̛der̸̛, ̛͜t҉̕͜here ̴́ìs not̡́͝hi̡͘ņ̴͢g͟ t͢͠r̛͡͏u̢͘͠e̛͡͠ iņ ̷̨͘th̵̡is ṕ̸la͠c̷̀e ab͜out͢͜ ̶̀M̢o҉҉͘th̵͞e͘r. ̢M̵̛͠o̸̧͟th̀er̴̢͡ t̀͢͢r͘͞͞uĺ̕͢y ̷l͟ovȩ̸̀s҉̢ ͢͜͝ýou,̸̡͡ ͟͏̀com̷͜e҉̶ ̵f̷̛͠ind҉ h̨͞er͢͝ i̡͢n ̢̨͠t҉̴͡hę̡͟ wi̵n͟d̷̛́ó̸͝ws, ̡s͠h̀͢e w͏̡́i҉l̡̕͞l̸ ̸t̸̷ak̴̡͜e͘ ̵͜͢ca̡͜͞re҉̷ ͘͢of͡ ̧͘á͘ll ̴̕͝h̶̀͘er ̴͜lit͜͢tle̸͏̢ ̡͏o̷̢͘n͡͞é͏s.——