Oh, Apotheon, you stunning masterpiece! A visual feast fit for the gods, yet, alas, navigation is a puzzle that demands the patience of an ancient sage. The weapon system dances like a stubborn minotaur, testing our wits and perseverance. And those colors, mirrors of mischief, blend into the glorious chaos, leaving us squinting like mortals searching for truth. But fear not, gallant adventurers! Apotheon's maps, regal overlays guiding our noble hero's footsteps, are a celestial gift! A touch of tweaking to text boxes and weapons menus, and this masterpiece shall ascend even higher. Let colors sing, heroes from the horde! For now, all melds into one vibrant, whimsical spectacle! Marvelous Apotheon, a game I would have adored in the dawn of consoles' limited capacity, forsaken by the likes of The Battle of Olympus, an aesthetic catastrophe of its time and ours. Yet, thou shineth bright, beautiful as a Grecian urn. The maps, faithful compasses, lead us with celestial grace. Just a pinch of improvement to distinguish friends and foes, and this gem will surpass the heavens! Yet, my friend, in this grand labyrinth of life, I question if our paths align. A fantastic game indeed, but is it my current quest's calling? Uncertainty hangs in the balance. Shall we brave another adventure, or bid farewell? Only the fickle hand of destiny shall decide.
Source of Madness is a polarizing masterpiece drenched in haunting beauty. The grotesque art style, deemed by some as ugly or dismal, unveils a mesmerizing visual tapestry that captivated my senses. However, my enthrallment swiftly transformed into maddening frustration due to the perplexing mechanics of this game. With each death, progress vanishes into oblivion, leaving you to commence anew with a weaker character. Mastery is perpetually elusive as monsters' responses are designed to confound with an enthralling internal AI. The allure of procedurally generated levels fades beneath an imbalanced landscape lacking progression. Death looms ever-present, extinguishing the joy I yearned for. Detractors might deem this personal torment as my own inadequacy, but a deliberately cumbersome game is an indictment of its creator rather than its players. Dishearteningly, after striving for mastery in vain, I elected to sever ties with this game and reclaim my sanity via a refund.
