I love playing this game. Still.

I've owned this game for several years, maybe a year after it's release in 2018, so five full years. Initially, I burned through it. I cut it down as if I was trying to overcome a dark souls boss, acting as if a single win was enough to suffice. Over the years, it daunted me inside of my library. Urging me further, calling to me, as if a challenge was called to be answered. I spent slow periods playing this game, I played it passively at first, in-between loading screens and waiting for friends to return from external problems. It aged on me, I slowly came to realize the beauty enveloped inside of this game. The idea that it wouldn't matter to fall, because there is one simple answer. Climbing back up, because there is only a higher height to see moving forward despite a fall, despite the fear of falling again. Because it's what must be done to succeed. Keep moving forward, though all else fail, please, always keep moving forward.