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A serious bug "While saving a canvas, in rare cases the saved file may be lost if another program accesses the saving file." is dicovered in Ver.1.2.5 and earler verions.
As we have not received any reports of this bug to date, we believe that the occurrence rate is low, but we cannot deny the possibility that your valuable works will be lost, so we released the corrected version as a test version.
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This is a technical preview version of SAI Ver.2.
Please remember this version will includes some bugs and inconveniences because this version is under development.
Please do not use this version if you want to use stable version.
And, this version requires basic skills for Windows operation.
Please never use this version if you have not basic skills for Windows operation.
For weeks, his world was the steady hum of an incubator and the soft glow of blue light. His parents sat by his side, whispering stories of the world outside—of green grass, the smell of rain, and the dog waiting at home. They called him their "Free-Mature" boy, a nickname they gave him because, despite his tiny size, he seemed to have an old, determined soul.
In the quiet halls of the NICU, little Leo was a wonder. He had arrived ten weeks early, a "freemature" miracle no bigger than a grapefruit. His skin was translucent, and his tiny hands, with fingernails like shards of glass, couldn't yet grasp his mother’s finger.
While the other babies cried with high-pitched, fragile wails, Leo was often silent, his eyes tracking the nurses with a strange, quiet focus. It was as if he were studying the world he had entered too soon, learning its rhythms before he was even supposed to be a part of it.
Leo didn't just survive; he grew with a fierce intensity. By the time he was finally carried through the hospital’s front doors, he wasn't just a survivor of a premature birth. He was Leo—a boy who was "free" of the machines and "mature" beyond his weeks, ready to start the life he had fought so hard to begin.
The turning point came on a Tuesday. The lead doctor, who had seen thousands of preemies, stood over Leo’s monitor. "He's breathing on his own," she whispered, amazed. "He’s decided he's ready."
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For weeks, his world was the steady hum of an incubator and the soft glow of blue light. His parents sat by his side, whispering stories of the world outside—of green grass, the smell of rain, and the dog waiting at home. They called him their "Free-Mature" boy, a nickname they gave him because, despite his tiny size, he seemed to have an old, determined soul.
In the quiet halls of the NICU, little Leo was a wonder. He had arrived ten weeks early, a "freemature" miracle no bigger than a grapefruit. His skin was translucent, and his tiny hands, with fingernails like shards of glass, couldn't yet grasp his mother’s finger. freemature
While the other babies cried with high-pitched, fragile wails, Leo was often silent, his eyes tracking the nurses with a strange, quiet focus. It was as if he were studying the world he had entered too soon, learning its rhythms before he was even supposed to be a part of it. For weeks, his world was the steady hum
Leo didn't just survive; he grew with a fierce intensity. By the time he was finally carried through the hospital’s front doors, he wasn't just a survivor of a premature birth. He was Leo—a boy who was "free" of the machines and "mature" beyond his weeks, ready to start the life he had fought so hard to begin. In the quiet halls of the NICU, little Leo was a wonder
The turning point came on a Tuesday. The lead doctor, who had seen thousands of preemies, stood over Leo’s monitor. "He's breathing on his own," she whispered, amazed. "He’s decided he's ready."
About Features Request
I will read all emails of features request but I will not be able to reply to all request emails because I am one man team for development and customer support.
Thank you for your understanding.
- Koji Komatsu - Programmer, President
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