You will die, a lot. You will die by a slash of a sword, by a slice-and-dice axe, by a bonecrushing hammer, or by a piercing spear; you will be poisoned, eaten, stabbed, assassinated and pushed off cliffs. Death is everything in Dark Souls III. It is education, it is progress, it is the recurring stylistic and thematic motif that runs through all of its spectacularly varied, decaying and depraved environments. The first thing that you have to understand about this game is that survival is in itself a tremendous accomplishment. It can be punishing, cruel, sadistic and uncompromising. It can also be the purest, most thrilling adrenaline rush in your gaming experience since forever – it can take over your life and reward you like nothing else can. Because your chances of success seem so slim when first starting up a new game, each victory feels monumental and self-gratifying. The DLCs' are also great and thrilling to play through, and in my honest opinion also have some of the greatest and most arduous boss fights you will ever encounter in the Dark Souls series, but i'll let you decide on that matter. One of the most memorable experiences that I've ever been blessed by, therefore I shall rate this game 10 out of 10 finger but holes!