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How much does a footstep weigh? Could you pay a debt in miles wandered, loves lost, and feelings felt? Fiscal deficit peels off of people until all that remains are workable bones. The hungry, self-subsuming organ of the state argues that for the consolidation of an archaic greater good, we must build a highway directly through your house. Just fifty dollars and we'll be out of your hair. Just an arm and you'll be debt free. Though of course, you know that the road will be haunted - by the house, by its neighbours, by you. The debt state does not mind, however, having consolidated away any need to remember a ghost long ago, and those of us who remain are left to build cities in graveyards.

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Unfortunately for you; Payday 3 is really fun. Unfortunate, because it is impossible to play.
It is remarkable to me that they made the absolutely demented decision of doing away with single-player heists entirely (The game is currently forced-multiplayer), and the sorry excuse for allied AI is jaw-dropping. Not that PD2 had stellar teammate AI, but this is absolutely pathetic. On overkill, an allied AI cannot stand up straight for more than a second without being downed, and commanding them to do something is akin to telling a deaf dog to sit.

What sours it most for me is the fact alone that the few times I've managed to actually enjoy Payday 3 in full groups of people, it is extremely fun. Everything from gun-play, customization, movement, actions, every piece of minutia is just a straight upgrade from Payday 2 - bar perhaps skilltrees being more interesting in 2. Something as simple as a dedicated single-player mode without required multiplayer, and a reworking and buffing-up of the servers would make this a solid 9/10.

The warmth of holding someone's hand.

One of the most beautiful-looking and insane games of 2022.
Once you get past the barrier of understanding what the hell is even going on, the visuals of Hyper demon are surprisingly enough, despite their insanely archaic design and approach; perfectly legible. And once you've learnt and become accustomed to it, it's akin to learning a dead language.

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Having since beat the game, I can assure you there's truly nothing like it. If you have the patience and the affinity for absolutely mind-numbing tempos, you need to try Hyper demon.

Rip and tear until it is done

Outer wilds invites you to look directly into the uncertainty of the future and to embrace it with open arms. Through that leap, you'll find that you're met with a warm hug.

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What if life goes to waste? Is nothing worth it? Will anyone remember me in the future at all? Outer Wilds is unrivalled in beauty, heart and growth, asking of you to re-evaluate what you think happens after death. Through the clever archeological framing of the end of the world, the future seems less like a fading cry for help, and more a warm and loving goodbye. That to me; is Outer Wilds. An outstanding love for the world, the past, the present and the future. A sweet serenade and a kiss goodnight as the world shuts its eyes and fades away. It is the collection of every human lifetime focused into a faint "Hi, I existed here. Remember me, if you will!".

The first time you hear the music of the universe in Outer wilds will stick with you for a lifetime. And the last time, I am certain will stick with me and my own through generations. I would have not had it any other way than to have met with Outer Wilds in such a difficult and trying time in my life. As the 20 hours of play and story left me a happier, and braver person, I implore that you try Outer Wilds for yourself, as words alone cannot convey the importance of experiencing this world on your own. Musically, visually, and thematically, Outer Wilds rivals the greatest of the great, and is haunting, heartbreaking and tear-jerkingly joyous in electrical fanfare as you dance on the ridge of the apocalypse.

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Do not spoil yourself for this game. Never have I understood the incessant urging of spoiler warnings until I beat this game. The puzzling, beautiful nature of Outer Wilds unfortunately means that it is impossible to share tales of its beauty, and that I am certain to never be able to replay it a second time. If you find yourself entrenched in the deepest innards of the universe, uncertain - is that not what a lifetime can be? Will not the hundreds of lifetimes following it learn from that one?

Aaaagh scary. Aaaaaah

A classic potent enough to rival the masters - in its own right, a master soaring above the rest. The world of pathologic is at it's sprawling full growth in Pathologic Classic HD, where its successor treads in its' footsteps with decades worth of development; Pathologic classic brings it all back to where it began, with biblical levels of interwoven storytelling, where even an identical re-play will have you noticing new themes, all to a tale already so fantastically gripping and spiritually rich.

Rarely do games so candidly ask you to recognize what you're actually doing. You are in fact the puppet-master at the helm, right? Well, act like it! Shape up and play with your toys, or leave the sandbox!

Whichever downsides one will find within this absolute delight of a game is immediately outweighed by a monumental story, that has me theorizing, thinking and talking several years after having finished it, more than any other game has ever managed. Pathologic truly does grow on you like a pustule, a pustule you'll grow to love - since of course, it's part of you (Бүү алыш!)

Whilst sacrilegious to some, even as a massive fan of the original Pathologic classic myself; as a completely new player I am almost inclined to recommend that you try Pathologic 2 before this. especially if you find yourself frustrated with classic. If you're willing to trek through Pathologic classic first however, you'll be just as happy re-experiencing the haruspex route in 2 - later.

True love is possible - Only in the next world. It is too late for us.

Wreak havoc on the middle class

I could not possibly say more about Disco than it manages to say about itself. The state of the world in which Disco Elysium finds itself, our world, cannot afford to uphold it. No better could someone other than the spirit of Disco itself tell the story of how it will die, strangled to death by a snare of concrete capitalism.

Disco dies. It gets hard. We press on.

Yet Disco bleeds hope. Like Mazov, we remain underground. Like forlorn, abrovinsch roots and mycelium, we want to see the sun once again. Were the world different, we wouldn't have a shell of concrete to break through. Were the world different, perhaps forts would never be erected on the isthmus. Were the world different, eclectic dance music would not be revolutionary. Yet the apocalypse happens and it is - because it must be.

To survive is our domain, and for Disco Elysium to survive, we must precede it. We will remember disco, and cry. In the next world, love is possible. Our blood will permeate with the love we hold for the spirit of Disco. Not with a collage mode, or kitchy plasticine merchandise - rather, as an aching notch in your spine that will never heal enough to let you retain a joyful posture.