I’m an idiot.
That should be blatantly obvious by now, because
collectively I’ve blown about a hundred hours on the modern-day Final Fantasy games, and cleared one of
its latest entries before I even touched Bloodborne. I remedied that eventually, and while I’ve
already said some stuff about the game already -- good things, no less -- I
can’t emphasize it enough. Bloodborne is a good-ass game. If you haven’t played it and you have a PS4,
go play it. Especially now, since the
DLC expansion The Old Hunters is out,
AND there’s a game of the year edition that has it packed in.
But let’s get back to the matter at hand. See, it’s been months -- literal months --
since the last time I booted up Bloodborne. I pretty much forgot how to play, so I
figured it’d be best if I started over with a new character and file. As such, I made a new version of my old
mainstay, Blackules; I just barely made it to the second boss (on accident) the
first time around, but I hoped I’d do much better with a new hunter by my
side. And the initial run would have
gone a lot better if I wasn’t a complete idiot.
I forgot how to heal -- and ended up assuming that
I couldn’t heal until later in the
game.
And you know what?
It might have actually made me -- if not the game in general -- even better.
