It seems that you, like me, bear a burden — not of souls, but of forgotten games, stacked like bones in time.
Here, in this sanctuary of bits and embers, I leave chronicles of the worlds I’ve explored: pixelated kingdoms, crumbling cities, unmapped caverns and endings that still echo.
There are stories here, scattered like coals.
Some true, some forgotten — all waiting to be rekindled.
Sit, reader.
Warm your eyes.
Every game is a journey.
Every post, a bonfire lit in the dark of the backlog