The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion® Game of the Year Edition Deluxe (2009)

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Classic Elder Scrolls' games are always great to jump into again. Take some time to jump in to Tamriel and close shut the jaws of Oblivion

Though Skyrim was my first love and i intend to buy it when i get the opportunity, it was **Oblivion** that won me over in a way I had not anticipated. I approached it with the skepticism of a modern gamer, half-expecting to find it dated and cumbersome. But within just a few hours, I found myself completely immersed—drawn into its world with a gravity I had not foreseen. What struck me first was the sheer depth and intricacy of the lore. I had always believed I understood the Elder Scrolls universe, but Oblivion revealed its foundations to me. I discovered that the series is not merely a collection of stories; it is a sprawling, interconnected tapestry of myth and history, woven with a poet’s hand and a scholar’s patience. It became clear that Skyrim, for all its brilliance, is but one branch of a vast and ancient tree—and Oblivion is where the roots lie. The quests, particularly those tied to the guilds, were a revelation. Each one felt like a chapter in a living novel, filled with memorable characters, moral ambiguity, and a sense of purpose that rarely falters. And every time I ventured out into the wilderness, I stumbled upon something new—a forgotten ruin, a cryptic journal, a tale of sorrow or triumph—that made the journey feel not only worthwhile, but sacred. Skyrim remains, without question, my favourite game. Yet Oblivion taught me to *respect* the series in a way Skyrim alone could not. It gave me the context, the history, and the soul of the world I had grown to love. It deepened my appreciation for the classics, and reminded me that greatness is not always measured by polish or technology, but by vision and heart. Oblivion has a magic of its own—an atmosphere that is rare and hauntingly beautiful. The soundtrack, in particular, is on another level. I listen to it even when I am not playing, because it carries a kind of melancholy and majesty that lingers long after the screen goes dark. To this day, I consider it one of the finest RPGs ever crafted. If you love Skyrim, you owe it to yourself to walk the golden roads of Cyrodiil at least once. Do not let the age of the graphics deceive you. If you had played Oblivion first, you might very well have called *it* your favourite. And you would not have been wrong.

DO NOT buy this version of original Oblivion. Instead buy the "Oblivion GOTY *Deluxe* edition; which includes ALL DLC's, not just Knights of the Nine and Shivering Isles. If you buy THIS version, and later want to buy to the Deluxe version, STEAM will NOT let you complete the purchase. Most modern modded lists, like those on Wabbajack, for original Oblivion use only the *DELUXE* GOTY version, not the GOTY version. Like an idiot I purchased the latter, and am now SOL, blocked by Steam from purchasing what I need.

I have already completed Oblivion (Remastered). I enjoyed it so much that I purchased this (basically) original version, and I am slowly playing it again. I would definitely call it one of my favorite video games that I have ever played, and for that alone, I would recommend someone try it if it's their sort of thing. It's glitchy, messy at times, and infuriating at others. But I forgive it for those things because of the good qualities distilled in it. I could wax poetic about it but I won't. It's got knights, magic, demons, and a fascinating world to play in. It's Oblivion. Play it.

In Cyrodiil where the faces bend, And every conversation meets a strange dead end, A guard sees murder, daedra, and flame, Then says, “STOP! You violated the law!” all the same. The Emperor dies in the tutorial cave, Entrusting the world to the first idiot who's brave. You emerge from a sewer, destined and grand, Then spend six weeks collecting forks across the land. The gates of Oblivion burst from the ground, Yet nobody panics all that much around town. “Sure, hell has arrived,” the citizens say, “But could you fetch ten bear pelts on your way?” The NPCs wander with dreams in their heads, Discussing rumors beside identical beds. “I saw a mudcrab the other day.” “Goodbye.” “Goodbye.” “Goodbye.” Then they slowly drift away. The combat is graceful, if grace means a shove, Like two shopping carts trying desperately to love. Bandits in glass armor leap from the brush, Demanding ten gold with murderous hush. The leveling system, a wizard's cruel prank, Rewards you for jumping and swimming a tank. Ignore your main skills, become strangely wise, Or every roadside goblin ascends and outsize. Meanwhile, the Hero of Kvatch, savior of all, Can become Arch-Mage with almost no spellcraft at all. Leader of Fighters, Assassins, and Thieves, A professional fraud everyone believes. The guards know your crimes before you've begun, Tracking your thefts from the light of the sun. Steal one tomato in some distant shack, And every authority instantly knows the exact snack. Then comes Sheogorath, glorious and mad, Making insanity somehow seem less bad. By this point the player completely agrees: The world runs on nonsense, cheese, and decrees. And that's why Oblivion still sits on its throne, A masterpiece built from the uncanny unknown. Part epic fantasy, part beautiful bug, Part prophecy, part NPC trapped in a rug. For many games polish their worlds until bright, But Oblivion achieved something stranger outright: It accidentally captured what dreams often do— A realm that's absurd, inconsistent, and true.

I'm tired of Bethesda games. The only way to make them playable for a majority of their players is mods. Not only do the mods bring more life to their games, but of course fix the plethora of bugs they can never seem to fix themselves. And of course, the mods bring more and more players into the fold. The past 5 years, it seems as if Bethesda not only wants to rip off those same modders, they want to make it even harder for them to do the thing they've dedicated years, if not decades, to that which they love. I gave up on Blizzard when it was horribly apparent they considered their players nothing but walking wallets, and now, Bethesda has finally opened my eyes to them. Combined I have 7k+ hours to their games, from this point on, not another minute more.

El primer juego de Rol que jugué con verdadero gusto, jamás me había perdido tanto en un mundo comoeste, pero amé cada pequeño momento e inclusive la historia es mejor que la de Skyrim, el fuerte de este juego no son las magias sino la fuerza brusca y eso está genial. En mi corazón es el top 1 de los videojuegos