Hitler is my crush

★★★★★ A genuinely life-changing experience. I have 252 hours in this game. And somehow, after all this time, I still find myself sitting here wondering if I truly understand what the developers were trying to communicate to me. When I first launched this game, I expected nothing. I had heard almost nothing about it, and honestly, I assumed I would play it for a few minutes and move on with my life. 7 minutes later, I had finished it... I stared at my monitor. Silence. I could hear my own breathing. For the first time in years, I began to question everything. What am I doing with my life? Why do I wake up every morning? Why do I go to sleep every night? Why did I spend 252 hours playing a game that can technically be completed before a microwave finishes heating leftovers? I don't have the answers. And I don't think I'm supposed to. The game is deceptively simple. At first glance, you might think there isn't much here. You'd be wrong. Every seemingly meaningless interaction carries a deeper philosophical weight. Every pixel feels deliberate. Every sound feels like it was placed there specifically to remind you of your own mortality. There are moments where the game says almost nothing, yet somehow communicates more than most AAA games manage to communicate in 40-hour campaigns. I found myself staring at certain objects for several minutes, trying to understand their significance. Was it intentional? Was it symbolism? Was it an accident? I genuinely don't know. And that's what makes it beautiful. The gameplay is equally groundbreaking. There are mechanics here that completely redefine what I thought a video game could be. Movement exists. Interaction exists. Things happen when you press buttons. I haven't experienced this level of innovation since I first discovered the concept of pressing W to move forward. The atmosphere is indescribable. I laughed. I cried. I stared blankly at the wall. I questioned the nature of existence. I opened the game again. I completed it again. And again. And again. At some point, I stopped playing the game and simply became one with it. 252 hours later, I have transcended the role of "player." I am now a historian. A scholar. A witness. A SURVIVOR. Would I recommend this game? Absolutely. Would I recommend spending 252 hours on it? No. Should you ignore that contradiction? Absolutely. This isn't merely a game. It's an experience. It's art. It's philosophy. It's a mirror held up to the human condition. It's also somehow only ten minutes long. 10/10. I will never recover.