Never thought I'd become so invested in the well-being and happiness of a tiny green pixel man, and yet here I am, resetting whenever I can't save him, letting out a huge sigh of relief when I can, and unironically feeling like tearing up when seeing him hug a tiny pixel woman.

I think I'm getting old.

Never thought I'd become so invested in the well-being and happiness of a tiny green pixel man, and yet here I am, resetting whenever I can't save him, letting out a huge sigh of relief when I can, and unironically feeling like tearing up when seeing him hug a tiny pixel woman. I think I'm getting old.