Legs weary from a day spent in the chocobo saddle, I reclined on a bench in the heart of a cozy town tucked away in the woods and watched a man named “Daddy” pluck the sugary notes of Californication on his glowing guitar while nearby catgirls whipped out brooms and tried in vain to sweep in rhythm to the song…I was home

My first MMO. Playing as a healer in party quests was hectic, high-pressure, rewarding fun. It made me use my brain in a way no other game has. I got hooked on the push and pull of choosing when to heal and when to attack, each offensive spell I cast feeling like a small risk I was taking. Good stuff

Oh and what a wonderful world…