The year is 1991. Your uncle just came back from his overseas trip and bought you a Japanese version of the Legend of Zelda for your eighth birthday. Despite the fact that none of the writing is in English, you happily sit in front of your SNES and slowly figure out the game through careful exploration and experimentation.

You will never be this happy ever again.

Tunic manages to capture the essence of a simpler time where childhood wonder reigns supreme. Anyone that has fond memories of an older generation of games should get this.

The year is 1991. Your uncle just came back from his overseas trip and bought you a Japanese version of the Legend of Zelda for your eighth birthday. Despite the fact that none of the writing is in English, you happily sit in front of your SNES and slowly figure out the game through careful exploration and experimentation. You will never be this happy ever again. Tunic manages to capture the essence of a simpler time where childhood wonder reigns supreme. Anyone that has fond memories of an older generation of games should get this.