Twenty-twenty-five came like a monsoon after drought, flooding our libraries with worlds so vivid they still cling to my thoughts like morning dew. As I sit here in the hush of 2026, the Metacritic scores have long since settled into memory, yet the feelings they ignited refuse to fade. This was a year where sequels grew wings, remasters found new heartbeats, and indie darlings murmured secrets only the patient could hear. I wandered through them all—sometimes as a warrior, sometimes as a curato
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