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And since the structure of the game is 'oh, just walk around the world and talk to literally everyone and click on literally everything', it's reminiscent of old adventure games when you got stuck and just wandered around clicking on every pixel.

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You absolutely can easily hit snags that aren't obvious how to proceed during the first 2 or so days in the game. Yeah I started using a guide and savescummed one check to help move things along.

It's going to stick with me for a while, and I enjoyed my time in the streets of Revachol. I'm not usually a point-and-click adventure guy, but I'm glad I tried this game. They hang around every corner, haunt our every decision, sewn into the fabric of our souls and clothes. The ghosts of the world that could have been. The whole game is a soliloquy for ghosts. If you stop the machine innocent get caught between the gears, and ground to death. But those systems are too intertwined to everyday life to be removed. Enslaved to broken down systems only being propped up by the complacency of the masses. The revolution failed and the world just sort of gave up. The game beautifully captured the vibe of a world enslaved to compromise. I solved a murder, explored the unknown, conversed with a dead man, lost my mind, found my badge, made a friend, became radicalised, danced under a hole in reality, had a suspect blow her brains out, argued with the voices in my head, helped my tie fulfil its life-long dream of self-immolation, and poured my heart out with karaoke to an empty room. Our world in miniature, interlocking structures clicking together but only navigatable with the perfect combination of skill (checks) and luck (dice rolls). I'm truly in awe of how it broke down the very structures of our world (political, social, financial, and even existential) and represented those various factors through brilliantly realised characters. This game was beautiful, overwhelming, maddening and possibly the best-written experience I've seen the medium offer to date. I could end the post there, 10/10, greatest game ever.

Reflecting on the beautiful horror that is our existence. I was moved to tears through a conversation with a translucent non-existent cricket, as we waxed poetic in a field beside a burnt-out revolutionary turned sexual deviant turned murderer, about the joy of mere being. No snow is there, nor heavy storm, nor ever rain, but ever does Ocean send up blasts of the shrill-blowing West Wind that they may give cooling to men' 'to the Elysian plain.where life is easiest for men.