Sunday, 8 September 2013

It doesn't make my Soul Dark



A couple of months ago I decided to give Dark Souls, which had been staring at me from my Steam list since I brought it on a sale, a decent go. Since then I have racked up a total of about 75 hours, and the end is not in sight. Suffice to say that I really like it. I love the fact that it doesn't coddle me, the fact that I can play for an hour and not make any progress but still learn or see something new, hell I love the fact that I spent a good chunk of time going the "wrong" way.

There is one thing that i do find odd though. Dark Souls is hard, perhaps not quite as hard as it's reputation suggests, but definitely very hard. I have literally had cases where I have spent 10 minutes getting to a boss, and then die within seconds (those bastard gargoyles took about 100 tries). The weird thing for me is that this didn't and still doesn't, make me angry. You see many tales on the internet of people breaking their controller in fury over Dark Souls, however I find playing the game very cathartic, peaceful even. Once I am playing it is very relaxing, almost trance like. Just me versus the game, both of us trying to kill the other. And the reward for me succeeding is to find out what's behind that corner, another little nugget of the story or just the satisfaction of doing what seemed impossible.  


And there have been a few times where I have quit out after failing to beat that boss yet again, but it has always been due to exhaustion, not rage. Hell in most cases I have been back in the game within hours. Better people than me have already lavished plenty of praise on Dark Souls, so to say more seems a little redundant. I just thought it was odd that it has continually failed to stir up anger in me.

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