I don’t even have to guess. You’re not done with Diablo 3. Seriously how could anybody be done with that game in one week? Obviously the game industry thinks one week is more than enough because we have yet another open world, potentially hundred hour Role Playing Game knocking on the doors and a shooter that snuck up on us without too much fanfare oddly enough. Does anybody have a TARDIS I can borrow? I swear I’ll give it back when I’m done catching up!
About a month after I started Demon’s Souls, I was shocked to see that my save file says that I have only spent 90 hours on my game. It felt like it should’ve been much longer than that. I kid you not when I say that I experienced the entire rainbow of emotions while playing this game: Joy. Laughter. Sadness. Anger. Confusion. Anger. Rage. Anger. Sadness. Anger. Despair. Anger. Resentment. Anger. Rage. Anger. Annoyance. Anger. Did I mention anger yet? I honestly can’t remember a session where I wasn’t angry at some part of Demon’s Souls. As I reflected on these sessions and my outburst of indignance at Demon’s Souls inherently unfair level design, I remembered the ending to the movie 187. I’ve never seen the movie in its entirety, but I caught the very end where it brought up the concept of a Pyrrhic victory.