I forgot to log this when I played through it several months ago, which probably speaks volumes about the impact it had on me. A friend of mine fell into a massive hole with this game sometime last year and then another friend of mine fell into that same hole shortly before I did. When I talked to her about it before I started my tumble into that same hole, I remember saying something to the effect of "I don't want to play that game because I know exactly what it's going to do to me." And sure enough, when I took my first step forward, I fell down the hole. All of this isn't to say that I think the game is bad or exploitative. In a world of pay-to-win gacha games and loot boxes, something like this that uses the flashy aesthetics and Skinner Box methodology of casinos for a one-time payment of like three bucks is relatively harmless. But it left me with little-to-nothing beyond that constant dopamine drip. Even a great character-action game or beat-em-up will leave something behind with you that allows you to fondly look back and say, "hell yeah, that was dope," but Vampire Survivors and games of it's ilk just leave me feeling bad for having sunk so much time into them. Like I could've been learning a second language or practicing piano. But instead, I sat in front of a slot machine and pulled a lever for 50 hours.