I have now beaten this 50 times.

There is something indescribably ethereal about playing this game. While crawling, pushing through the seemingly neverending task thing game entailed, I felt my soul was irrevocably changed. That, in conjunction with the first-condescending, second-cathartic narration, created an experience like no other. This is not a rage game, this is a game of unequalled joy and hope. In the struggle there is something amazing and perfect. There is no compromise, no shortcut, no cheese. Nothing changes. It's incredible.

And beating it, oh my god. The first time I completed this was unlike anything. You do grow, in a way. And after 50 completions, I look back on my former self with pity. How was this ever that difficult. Months after completing all 50 i still have the muscle movement, the patience, the repetitive dogma, sewn into the sinews of my knuckles. I have grown. I am a better version of myself after completing this.

I'm not taking the piss either. I'm not parodying anything, or subverting, or exaggerating. This is what it is to grow. This game unironically has catalysed my desire to be a better version of myself every day. I am reminded now, of Sisyphus, and his eternal task, his boulder. I hope he feels the same joy in the struggle, catharsis in the pain, and release in the torment, that i do. I hope you will know it too.

I have now beaten this 50 times. There is something indescribably ethereal about playing this game. While crawling, pushing through the seemingly neverending task thing game entailed, I felt my soul was irrevocably changed. That, in conjunction with the first-condescending, second-cathartic narration, created an experience like no other. This is not a rage game, this is a game of unequalled joy and hope. In the struggle there is something amazing and perfect. There is no compromise, no shortcut, no cheese. Nothing changes. It's incredible. And beating it, oh my god. The first time I completed this was unlike anything. You do grow, in a way. And after 50 completions, I look back on my former self with pity. How was this ever that difficult. Months after completing all 50 i still have the muscle movement, the patience, the repetitive dogma, sewn into the sinews of my knuckles. I have grown. I am a better version of myself after completing this. I'm not taking the piss either. I'm not parodying anything, or subverting, or exaggerating. This is what it is to grow. This game unironically has catalysed my desire to be a better version of myself every day. I am reminded now, of Sisyphus, and his eternal task, his boulder. I hope he feels the same joy in the struggle, catharsis in the pain, and release in the torment, that i do. I hope you will know it too.