Inspired by this post. This is also a Dess POV, and it's meant to be a continuation of the other post. It would take place the next day.
^(Love me some Dessriel angst ft. protective big bro Asriel)

* (You leave the classroom, ready to go home after a long day of school)
* (You hear someone calling your name behind you)

Dess! Wait, I need you for something.

* (You turn around and see Asriel walking towards you. He seems a bit... off. You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something different about him)
* (His smile doesn't reach his eyes. His shoulders are tense. Maybe he's just tired?)

Uh... sure. What did'ya need?

Oh, it's just that Ms. Alphys asked me to organize some stuff in the unused classroom. Maybe you can help me? We can spend some time together.

* (It's the same old Asriel as always. It's exactly what he'd say, but the way he said it... something doesn't feel right. You hesitate for a moment before answering)

...sure, Azzy. Let's go. I guess I can be your savior today.

* (You try a joke to test his reaction. He lets out a laugh. Dry, humorless, as if laughing out of obligation. Something's definitely wrong. But for some reason, you decide to go with him anyway)

* (You reach the unused classroom and step inside. The school is completely quiet now. Everyone's left, leaving the small room in peace. Rather than feeling comfortable, the silence feels... tense)
* (Asriel enters just a couple of seconds after you. He slowly closes the door behind him. His movements are calm, but tense. What is up with him today?)

So, Azzy... did y—

What did you do to Kris?

* (The question interrupts you entirely. He doesn't turn around yet, just standing there, facing the door. His words feel like the calm before a storm. He's not yelling, but that flat, serene tone somehow feels twice as loud)
* (You don't answer right away. Your mouth dries up and your brain has to process for a couple of seconds before even starting to formulate a response)

I—... wh... I didn't—

Spare me the theatrics, December.

* (He finally turns to face you. His expression has completely changed from when he approached you in the hallway a few minutes ago. It's cold, detached, judgmental)
* (He knows... he definitely knows)

I... don't know what you mean, dude. They were fine when they left yesterday and...

* (He doesn't buy it. He knows that's not true. And most importantly, YOU know it's not true. You've never been a good liar. You sigh, looking down briefly before letting out a quiet laugh, trying to play it cool even as your heart starts beating faster)

I didn't even do anything to them. It's just... you know, I always play around with my wiffle bat. I pretend to hit them and stuff... it's nothing serious—

Their mouth was bleeding, December.

* (The words come out as a statement of fact. And you know they're completely right. You look up, eyes wide, your lower lip quivering as you swallow hard, trying to regain some semblance of composure)
* (The attempt immediately fails when he takes a step closer. Despite being in a big, empty classroom, it suddenly feels like a small cage. You instinctively take a step back)

Azzy, I... I didn't mean to, okay? You know how they are. They were picking on Elly and I—

They're a kid, Dess.

* (Having Asriel, the one person you considered a good listener, talk over you and cut you off every time you try to explain yourself feels so wrong)
* (He takes another step closer. You take another step back. You feel the wall looming closer behind you)

I-I know. I know. It's just that... well, Kris is...

Kris is what?

* (Good question. Kris is... what? They're no different from most kids. Just because they'd picked on Noelle doesn't mean you should make them bleed. You know that. He knows that)

I thought they were having a good time at your house, but when they came back home, they were... quiet. Which was strange. They're always talking about what they did and how much fun they had.

They avoided eye contact, they looked lost... kept touching their mouth.

* (You don't say anything. You just stare back at him as the façade of composure crumbles bit by bit)
* (He takes yet another step towards you. You try to back away again... and find the solid wall pressing against your back. Nowhere to run)

Why... are you getting so close t—

It didn't take me too long to find the reason. When I asked them something, they finally spoke... and I saw it. Blood. It looked like it had been wiped with something like... oh, I don't know... this.

* (He finally closes the distance and reaches for your arm. Your sleeve has some dried blood on it, not too noticeable against the red plaid pattern, but for someone who knew what he was looking for, it was more than evident)
* (You try to break free from his grip, but can't. You didn't even know he had this much strength. Your arm starts trembling slightly despite your best efforts to seem calm and collected. He finally lets go of you)

You know I don't approve of you hitting them with that stupid bat of yours in the first place. But this was too far, even for you.

You thought taking them to QC's and getting them a hot chocolate would buy their silence?

* (He scoffs. Having every single detail of what happened yesterday laid out in the open makes that repressed guilt come back with a vengeance. All the excuses, all the rationalizations, gone in an instant, leaving just the fact that you hit a little kid so hard you made them bleed)

Aren't you going to say anything?

* (You hesitate for a moment before forcing a smile, the same one you flash when you try to appear confident even when you're falling apart at the seams)

S-so what? They went and tattled to their big bro so that he could—

Tattled?

* (The word comes from his mouth as nothing more than a quiet murmur. Yet it's enough to make you quiet down instantly, more than yelling ever could)

I had to talk to them for an hour before they even gave me a hint as to what happened. And even then, they didn't talk about the details.

That's why I'm asking you, someone older, who should be more mature and responsible, to tell me what happened. But maybe I came to the wrong person.

* (The backhanded insult, the implication left hanging in the air, makes you want to glare at him. But what comes out is a look that mixes repressed guilt, self-hatred, and fear)

I... I already told you. They were picking on Elly and wouldn't stop even when I told them to cut it off, so I did what I always do. I chased them around for a bit and started hitting them. Softly, playfully at first...

Then I... I swung harder than I meant to. And hit them in their face instead of their head. Look, Azzy, I was having a very bad day already and—

So you take it out on Kris?!

* (There it is. The storm is finally here. He's raised his voice for the first time in forever. You practically jump out of your skin, suddenly feeling like there's not enough oxygen in the room. His breathing is heavier now, and your legs suddenly feel like jelly)

I don't give a sh-... a crap how much of a bad day you were having, December. I have bad days too, and you don't see me taking it out on Noelle, do you?

I had to lie to my mom. I had to tell her Kris tripped and that's why they had blood in their mouth. If I told her you were the one who did this to them, her heart would break in two.

* (He takes a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. You can feel yourself holding back the tears. You don't want to seem weak in front of him. Your eyes remain glued to the classroom floor)

So I guess I'm just the worst person—

Don't even start.

* (The words are delivered with such calm and clinical detachment that you have no option but to keep quiet. Even you know this was a pathetic attempt at victimization, one he could see right through)
* (He takes a step back and slowly turns to the door, his shoulders slumped as he sighs)

I barely recognize you anymore, Dess. The girl I used to know would have never done what you did yesterday, and much less tried to hide it afterwards.

Don't go near them again.

* (Something about him saying that last part just sets you off. You feel a mix of anguish and rage. You finally look up, eyes filled with tears, face contorted into a scowl)

What?! And since when do you get to decide that?!

I'm their brother. I'm supposed to protect them. Protect them from people who want to hurt them.

* (Filled with a cocktail of emotions too complicated to even begin to untangle, you push off the wall. He turns to face you again, and you jab your finger at his chest)

Oh, I want to hurt them, Asriel?! I'm just a bad influence after all, huh?!

* (You get up in his face, your voice filled with anger, tears streaming down your cheeks. You shove his shoulder, and he takes a step back, his eyes widening with shock)

Do you have any fucking idea of what I go through every day?! Of course you don't. You have friends. You have good grades. You're so popular. Everyone in town likes you! You don't even know what it's like to be me, Dreemurr.

* (You shove him again, harder this time)

Dess, stop—

And after yet another shitty day, while you were out hanging out with Bratty, or Catty, or the Angel knows who else, I come back home and your little shit of a sibling is picking on my sister. AGAIN.

* (After that last part, you can see his expression change almost immediately, from shock and surprise to a slight frown)

What did you just call them?

* (You ignore him completely. You reach out and grab him by the jacket)

Let go of me—

And now I have to get cornered by the golden boy trying to play hero? The knight in shining armor who swoops in to protect his insufferable sibling from the town's troublemaker—

I SAID LET GO!

* (That second jab at Kris seems to ignite the fuse on Asriel, and before you can even finish, he snaps back and shoves you backwards. Hard. Harder than you ever thought he could manage. You stumble and hit the wall with your back, falling to the floor)
* (Asriel stares at his hand in disbelief for a moment before shaking his head as if pushing the thought away, taking a step closer, looming over you)

You wash your mouth before you even think about talking about Kris like that! They're a good kid, and just because you're too messed up in the head to fix your life, you don't get to take it out on them! Not while I'm here.

* (You look up, trying to hold back the sobs. Your ears are ringing, the yelling, getting shoved against the wall, everything feels like a nightmare come true)
* (You've never seen Asriel this angry before, and knowing that you're the cause makes it even worse)

I don't want you near them. And if I ever find out you lay a finger on them again...

* (He doesn't finish the threat. He doesn't need to. He stays there in silence for a moment, his chest heaving, before slowly turning away. He looks down at his hand again, the same one he pushed you with)

Fuck...

* (He tenses up, covering his mouth with his fist, surprised at himself for swearing before dropping his arm to his side, trembling with anger)

FUCK!

* (He says it again, now in a yell, before slowly starting to walk towards the door, reaching for the handle. Feeling a surge of panic, you speak up)

W-wait! Does this mean... we're... over...?

* (You can barely talk, your voice choked up as you weave words between quiet sobs. He doesn't even answer. He just sighs before leaving and closing the door behind him. The sound of the latch locking in place feels louder than a slammed door ever could)
* (You hear his footsteps growing quieter until you're left in complete silence in the empty schoolhouse, the only sounds in the room being your pathetic sobs)
* (You remain on the ground, curled up into a ball, crying. Seconds turn to minutes, then to hours. The unused classroom gets darker and darker until night falls. You finally find the strength to get up and slowly walk out of the school)

* (You did it again, Dess)

Oh, what's LARPing? LARP means Live Action Roleplay, of course! It's a term I saw everyone using on the Internet... before it went down, that is.

Like, if you didn't actually beat Dragon Blazers 2 and tried to voice your opinion about it, you'd get called a LARPer. A tourist. It means you haven't actually played the game and-...

Kris, stop distracting me! That's not what I wanted to talk to you about, fahaha!

I know you remember that day, Kris. You and Azzy invited me over to your house. You told me I needed to bring my passport, but I didn't really have one. So I made one myself! I grabbed my mom's and tried to make it as similar as possible.

When I got to your house, Azzy was at the door with a toy rifle and wearing your dad's police hat. Not like your dad was wearing it very often after the... uhm, yeah...

...

A-anyway! He looked at me with a really scary face and escorted me inside. Your mom was reading in the living room, and she started laughing when she saw Azzy walking by all serious. He led me upstairs to your room, and when he opened the door, he bumped me with the stock. He really got into character, fahaha.

You were there behind a desk, wearing a funny uniform. It looked something like a sailor's outfit? But not really. I don't know where you got that thing. And I don't think I ever saw you wearing it again. Whatever happened to it?

In any case, you made me sit down and give you my passport. You were all serious, saying "papers, please" in a really deep voice. It made me laugh, fahaha. I gave you my passport, and you just stared at it for, like, five minutes straight. You even had a magnifying glass. It was funny.

Then, uhm... you...

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Then you told me my weight didn't match. You can't say that to a girl, Kris! That's rude! Fahaha...

It didn't make sense either, because there wasn't a scale or anything, and my passport didn't say anything about weight, so how would you even know?

S-so you, uhm... you told me to... s-strip? And face the scanner? Except there was no scanner. It was just you with a disposable camera... w-what the hell were you thinking, Kris? That's so creepy. Fahaha!

...

Gosh, it's getting hot in here. Anyway, I guess I... I wanted to play along. Yeah, that was it. I just wanted to... LARP with you, fahaha. S-so I did... I did strip. N-not all the way, of course!

(Holy cheese and crackers, I'm blushing so much right now. Can they tell? They can definitely tell. They're smirking. Why are they smirking?)

W-what are you smiling for? Now you remember it, don't you? Y-you creep! Fahaha...

So I... I got down to my underwear. I was blushing so hard and trying to cover myself with my hands. I don't even know why I did that in the first place.

You snapped a picture of me, then made me turn around and took another. You said you needed to go to the "back room" to scan the pictures for contraband... even though you could clearly see I didn't have anything on me! And there was no back room. It was just your closet.

You spent... a long time in there. I just waited outside for... ten minutes, maybe? I got dressed immediately, of course.

When you finally came back out, you were also very flushed. The closet must have been very hot, huh? Fahaha... yeah, that must have been it.

...

In the end, you said everything was fine and that I was permitted to stay in Dreemurrtotzka... whatever that means. After that, we went downstairs, and Ms. Toriel had baked us a fresh pie. Azzy was already halfway through it, and your mom looked so mad at him because he hadn't waited for us, fahaha.

...It's such a nice memory, Kris. It makes me wish we still did things like that. I know Azzy isn't here now, but... it could still be just the two of us.

I... I wouldn't mind that at all, actually.

Huh? You want to do something like that again?

Fahaha! Well, I'd have to look around and see if I still have that fake passport lying around.

...WHAT?????? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, A "CAVITY SEARCH"?!

By the Angel, Kris, you're so weird sometimes, fahaha! You haven't changed a bit... and I mean that as a compliment.

^(Part 3 of Noelle and Kris going to games I like. This one's really long, even after I cut off an entire portion of it. It's also a lot more Kriselle coded and, yes, also kinda freaky.)
Here you can read part 1 (Project Zomboid) and part 2 (Hollow Knight)
Credits to u/Holidaysgirl1225 for the colored Noelle sprites

TL;DR at the bottom

I have to admit, I hated on the game a bit after The Game Awards. Seeing one of my most anticipated titles (and one of my favorite games of all time) get completely mogged by another game was a bit infuriating.

I should preface this by saying that I don't like turn-based combat games. I've tried a lot of them, and the point where I gave up on the genre as a whole was when I tried Baldur's Gate 3, a game I'd seen countless people praise like it was a gift from God himself. I couldn't even make it past 5 hours before dropping it. I'm sure that for people who like the genre BG3 is an absolute masterpiece, but it's just not the type of game I enjoy playing.

My birthday was a few weeks ago, and a friend was generous enough to give me a Steam gift card. She told me to use it to buy Expedition 33 when it's on sale. I told her she was wasting her money and that I'd probably drop the game because I don't like turn-based combat. But, to honor her wishes, I did just that and bought the game.

I was expecting to mess around for a while and have to drag myself to the end just so I could say I'd given it a fair shot and still didn't like it. I wanted to say that. I wanted to think it was mid and that I was right in claiming it didn't deserve as many awards as it got. And I was dead. Fucking. Wrong.

I slowly fell in love with the game in a way that few other games have managed to replicate. I love having my skill tested in a fair way, and my main issue with most turn-based combat games is that sometimes it feels like there's nothing you can do to avoid taking damage or dying. Even if I play to the best of my ability, the answer is usually having better stats, a different weapon, or another character. It becomes a test of your game knowledge rather than your skill. You have to maximize numbers instead of actually playing well.

Suffice it to say, this is a problem that E33 does not have. If I die to a boss, my thought isn't "oh wow, he just has insane stats and killed me with no counterplay. Can't do anything. Better leave." Instead, I think "okay, this guy has insane stats, but I can still learn the patterns, parry every attack and end up killing him," which is exactly the kind of stubbornness that carried me through many fights I attempted way too early (shoutout to beating Chromatic Abbest at level 13 after over 15 minutes of parrying).

If I had to list all the things I liked about this game, I'd probably highlight:

• Parrying and QTEs make an otherwise boring combat system extremely interactive, eliminating my biggest issue with turn-based combat.
• Some (but not all) attacks are telegraphed so well that I've managed to full parry attack patterns with multiple hits on my very first attempt.
• The animations and sound design surrounding parries and skills are amazing. They're extremely satisfying to pull off and add a lot of weight to every action.
• Every fight is technically winnable. Even if I'm obscenely underleveled, I can still eventually win by parrying or dodging everything. The game lets you decide whether YOU want to come back later instead of forcing you to.
• The combat mechanics (status effects, elements, break meter, etc.) are simple enough for anyone to understand, but they're still surprisingly deep, especially in the late game.
• The story is magnificent. Very unique and full of profound, genuine messages about life.
• The music slaps. Nothing more to add. It's just really good.

That's not to say it's all sunshine and rainbows. There are a few things that I thought fell a bit short. I still think the game is amazing, of course, but here are a few things I disliked:

• No minimap when travelling the Continent. It's really annoying to have to open the map every time I want to orient myself, and this issue becomes especially noticeable once Esquie learns to swim.
• Adding to that, there's no map for individual areas. The layouts can be really confusing. Something I found funny was the characters mentioning that the Ancient Sanctuary had a confusing layout because the Gestrals intentionally designed it that way to make their village hard to find... but literally half the areas in the game are like that.
• Another thing that worsens the problem is the number of invisible walls. A lot of the time, it's not clear whether an area is explorable or not, so I end up running into every edge of the playable space just to check.
• The parkour minigame... yeah, no need to explain that. You know what I mean.

Here I'll backtrack a bit and mention a couple of negatives about things I previously praised, but I think it's reasonable to point out a few issues with otherwise great mechanics:

• Parrying gets a bit samey after a while. By hour 30, the enemy you're fighting still requires the same input as the first enemy in the game, just faster or more times in the same turn. The game introduces a couple of variations (jump attacks and Gradient attacks) but it severely underutilizes them. The enemies that actually use these mechanics are few and far between, and even then they'll usually only do so once or twice per fight. That means you'll do 20-30 normal parries for every "special" parry. It's just not enough.
• The OST is so consistently incredible that the "important" tracks lose some of their impact. If every zone in the game has a masterpiece composed for it, then what do you do when you need something with even more punch? Compose an even better masterpiece? Well, Lorien kind of did with "Une vie à t'aimer", but for other bosses that should have an impactful soundtrack, the contrast just isn't there. This is why tracks like "Strive", "Lace" and especially "Choral Chambers" are so highly praised in Silksong. You don't need a breathtaking soundtrack for every ordinary area—it's just another part of the map, so the music should reflect that.
• I didn't like the story's pacing. The story itself is great, I already said that. It's just that, for most of the game, you're fed vague scraps of information that most people won't be able to piece together without already knowing the full story. Then, once you reach the end, you get an hour-long lore dump that ties everything together. I understand wanting to save the biggest plot twist for the ending, but I feel like I learned more about the lore in the final 2 or 3 hours than I did during the previous 25.

As you can see, most of my gripes are minor and don't take much enjoyment away from the game. I still think it's magnificent and a well-deserved GOTY. Some award categories are still debatable, but actually playing the game for myself opened my eyes to the fact that, yes, this game really is as good as everyone says it is, even for someone who doesn't normally enjoy the genre. Hats off to the people at Sandfall. You've created something truly special. And if my favorite game had to lose so badly, I'm glad it lost to something that genuinely deserved it.

I still haven't completely finished the game, I just got done with Act II but I feel very compelled to keep playing and even try to get all achievements. The game never felt like a chore to complete and I don't think it will any time soon.

TL;DR - I used to mindlessly hate on Expedition 33 just because it took awards away from my favorite game. Then I actually played it and realized that, while it's far from perfect and belongs to a genre I don't usually enjoy, it still managed to captivate me in a way that few games have managed.

I get it now. I really do.

W-wait, don't go! It's interesting, I promise! You were so badass in my dream... Oh, that got your attention, didn't it? I knew it, fahaha...

It's not very recent. Maybe... two months ago? Or three? ...Six? I can't even tell anymore. The days have all been blending together lately...

...

O-oh, sorry! The dream, Noelle. Right. It was sort of like the dream I had in the library. We went to another world, but instead of a computer city, it was some strange bug kingdom.

We had to either avoid or defeat everything we found there. We couldn't spare them like we could in the other one. They all had this scary orange glow in their eyes and acted like zombies.

There was also this odd bug lady in a red cloak. She kept talking about saving the kingdom and proving ourselves to her... then she suddenly started attacking us! And she kept yelling strange words like SHAW! and HEGALE!

Fahaha! What? Why are you snorting? I swear that's what she was saying! I'm not making any of this up, Kris! Stop laughing!

Oh, what happens next? So you do like the story... alright, so... we wandered around the kingdom for a while. The most beautiful place was this huge blue lake. It was gorgeous. It was shallow, unlike the one here in Hometown. The city beneath it was incredible, too. It had been abandoned, but it still felt so majestic. The lake water filtered down through the ruins, so it was always raining there. Good thing my robe had a hood, otherwise I would've gotten so wet... F-for the Angel's sake, Kris, I didn't mean it like that! You're impossible...

A-anyway, at one point we entered some weird... egg... temple thing... and we had to fight this tall, terrifying creature. I was so scared! It lunged at me, and I was sure it was about to impale me, but... I remember you saved me. Somehow you had a shield all of a sudden. You blocked the attack, then started fighting the monster. I... I wasn't very useful. You did most of the work. I just... tried to stay out of your way.

Oh, the ending? You managed to defeat the big monster, but instead of getting a reward, the temple sealed itself shut and we got trapped inside with no way out. I know, right?! So lame! Who ends an adventure like that?

...Thanks for listening to my dream, Kris. It was fun. Both the dream itself... and getting to tell you about it. Maybe... if I have more dreams where you're a badass swordsperson, I'll tell you right away. I swear, you fought so well you could've beaten that monster with one hand missing.

...What's with that face? It was a compliment, Kris. You're so weird sometimes, fahaha...

^(Part 2 of Noelle and Kris going to random games I like)

I mean—I shouldn't be smiling. A lot of people died... but... I don't know... there were parts I still miss. Is that weird to say? Fwahaha...

I remember when I first realized it wasn't a dream. I spent days curled up in a ball, crying. And you... kept me safe, Kris. You fed me and gave me water while making sure the house we found was boarded up and secure.

Gosh, remember the first time you finally got me to go out? I was so lost. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I got distracted looking at some flowers when a zombie sneaked up on me, but before it could bite me you smashed its head in with a metal pipe. I got covered in zombie blood and... brain bits. Gross! Am I right? Fwahaha... I started crying again and you carried me back to the house, cleaned me up and went to look for supplies on your own.

Oh! That also reminds me of the time we were watching that TV channel... what was it called? Anyway, that's not the point. I remember being extremely tired since I couldn't sleep due to anxiety. You insisted that we should watch it in case we could learn something useful. So we sat on the couch and watched for a while, and then I just... fell asleep. On your shoulder. And when I woke up, I was on the couch with a quilt and a pillow. Did you do that?... I mean—of course you did, who else would have? Fwahaha... but it was really nice. Having you there, with me... it made me feel safe. Safe enough to finally doze off.

...

A-anyway! That was a nice memory, wasn't it, Kris? Well... minus the whole 'the world is ending' thing. I wish we could do stuff like that more often... do you think my mom would consider spreading a zombie virus here in Hometown? Fwahaha! Kidding, I'm kidding! ...yeah, kidding... well, speaking of, my mom is calling me. I'll see you later, Krismas!

^(This is my first 'Fwahaha' post. Am I going insane yet?)

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Dusk and Dawn is unironically doing a lot of heavy lifting in this build, full AP Gwen used to be insanely squishy but now you can reach 3k+ HP while having nearly 1000 AP, and the healing helps survivability as well. I think the last clip is the perfect demonstration of it

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"You know the sequel to the game that 13 years after release is still pulling 100k+ average players consistently on Steam alone, and another 100k in FiveM? Yeah, that game's dead after a week bro trust me"

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The perfectly even 1 million as well

Big time GTA fan but never got around to finishing the original trilogy until now

Finished GTA III 100% recently, game felt pretty stiff and clunky which is to be expected from the first 3D GTA

By comparison VC is such a massive leap in just one single year which is amazing, everything feels much more polished and closer to San Andreas which is the game I'm most familiar with. It even gave me kind of an uncanny valley-like feeling, III was extremely different while VC was similar in some aspects and different in others so it felt a bit strange sometimes, like I was playing some weird mod for San Andreas

Not being able to move while aiming was pretty jarring especially after playing SA, 4 and 5 before coming to these games but I'd say the gunplay has improved significantly from III regardless. Car handling felt much, much better as well

My only complaint has to do with the story in general. It's like they wrote a vague idea of what they wanted to do and had some cool storylines but weren't unable to tie them together so a few of them felt a bit out of place/completely irrelevant to the plot while not having a particularly interesting conclusion (like the Haitians vs Cubans side story, it doesn't really lead anywhere or have a great finale)

I also think the ending was a bit unsatisfactory. We finally got the fated confrontation of Sonny vs Tommy and even have the big twist of Lance being a traitor but in the end it's a bit lackluster. I just sat at the top of the stairs gunning down the waves of mafia guys, killed Lance, didn't even get a cutscene, then killed Sonny, didn't get a cutscene for that either. Killing Diaz felt 10 times more impactful and satisfactory than the literal ending of the game which is a bit weird. I'd even dare say that III's ending felt better since it was that fated confrontation with Catalina and having to tear through the Cartel at the dam, then take out her helicopter felt better than just sitting in place gunning down a few waves of enemies and two slightly healthier ones lol

Overall I had a pretty good time, it was fun, it didn't extend too long or become tedious (100 taxi fares was the only thing that felt like it was dragging on way too long) and I can finally say I have 100%'d the entire original trilogy