spoilers for slay the princess heads up

this game absolutely fucks

do you ever just play a game where it calls out the inherent escapism of forcing two people into an endless loop of murder and violence for the sake of a narrator and former creator that is so terrified of death that the narrator practically strips free will from both of these people. do you ever just play a game where the horror is not what the princess is, but what you think of her to be. she shifts and molds herself to your own fear and yet you still love her

despite all the pain and stabbing and betrayal and violence and guts and existentialism and nightmare fuel, you still feel an attachment for her. a desire to escape

it made me truly question if i want to live a life adhering to blind orders from paranoid people, or if i dare question the box i was born in to explore for a brighter tomorrow. call this inverse doki doki literature club. where its horrifying on the outside, but so sweet and loving once you get to the core of it. play the game if you want a positive existential crisis along with a romance that absolutely destroys the concept of a satellite love interest. because in order for the princess to care about you, she must be human and flawed as well.

i am so normal