This game felt like wandering through a dream. Normally, I hate games where you're trudging along as some lone badass with no little community or comrades to engage with, but this worked for me. The loneliness trudging through beautiful, intensely well-made environments and slaying horrors and bosses with immaculate combat and tuning was, I can only say, peak vibes.

I feel like games can't help but be personal, and the Ringed City deeply struck me. Trudging through a beautiful city at the height of its splendor and staffed by ghosts as it tries to keep you out before finding that it was all an illusion, a pile of ruin, and that it is now you and another old man duking it out in the desert for the women in your life...peak. Loved the imagery of fallen glory and the finale of desperate, near pointless struggle.

The music's great on the whole too, with Lord of Cinders being such a tearjerker piece, such an excellent sendoff for the trilogy as a whole.