
I’ll never forget the first time I met Kratos. Sitting in my friend’s living room, PlayStation controller in hand, I watched an angry, muscular warrior hurl a minotaur clear across

You know that moment when a game world just clicks visually, when you stop dead in your tracks because a puddle really reflects the city lights, or the shadows dance

You know that electric feeling when a classic game series takes a giant, risky leap into new territory, and your curiosity is tingling right along with your nostalgia? That’s where

There’s something special about that tiny “pop!” noise, isn’t there? We’ve all had it; one moment you’re deep in a boss fight or tracking down that last shiny collectible, and

If you’ve ever held a controller and found yourself spellbound by Halo’s epic vistas, pulse-pounding battles, or that unmistakable Gregorian chant, you’ve probably wondered: how did this masterpiece come to

I’ve got an irrational fondness for Kirby games that’s probably obvious to anyone who’s ever spotted my bookshelf lined with pink plushes and Game Boy cartridges. Whether it was those

I’ll never forget the first time I met Kratos. Sitting in my friend’s living room, PlayStation controller in hand, I watched an angry, muscular warrior hurl a minotaur clear across

You know that moment when a game world just clicks visually, when you stop dead in your tracks because a puddle really reflects the city lights, or the shadows dance

You know that electric feeling when a classic game series takes a giant, risky leap into new territory, and your curiosity is tingling right along with your nostalgia? That’s where

There’s something special about that tiny “pop!” noise, isn’t there? We’ve all had it; one moment you’re deep in a boss fight or tracking down that last shiny collectible, and

If you’ve ever held a controller and found yourself spellbound by Halo’s epic vistas, pulse-pounding battles, or that unmistakable Gregorian chant, you’ve probably wondered: how did this masterpiece come to

I’ve got an irrational fondness for Kirby games that’s probably obvious to anyone who’s ever spotted my bookshelf lined with pink plushes and Game Boy cartridges. Whether it was those

I’ll never forget the first time I met Kratos. Sitting in my friend’s living room, PlayStation controller in hand, I watched an angry, muscular warrior hurl a minotaur clear across

You know that moment when a game world just clicks visually, when you stop dead in your tracks because a puddle really reflects the city lights, or the shadows dance

You know that electric feeling when a classic game series takes a giant, risky leap into new territory, and your curiosity is tingling right along with your nostalgia? That’s where

There’s something special about that tiny “pop!” noise, isn’t there? We’ve all had it; one moment you’re deep in a boss fight or tracking down that last shiny collectible, and

If you’ve ever held a controller and found yourself spellbound by Halo’s epic vistas, pulse-pounding battles, or that unmistakable Gregorian chant, you’ve probably wondered: how did this masterpiece come to

I’ve got an irrational fondness for Kirby games that’s probably obvious to anyone who’s ever spotted my bookshelf lined with pink plushes and Game Boy cartridges. Whether it was those