Happy Dark Souls week, if that’s a thing you celebrate. If it’s not: sorry for all the ash everywhere, things’ll be back to normal soon. We try to tailor our Topic of the Week to be exactly that – relevant to what everyone’s discussing at the moment, and nothing’s bigger than this week’s major release. But what to talk about? So many of the conversations around Dark Souls are played out or at the very least we’ve talked about before. The difficulty. The world-building. Which is your favourite (I’m a Dark Souls 2 guy, sue me). But there’s one thing it generates like almost no other – stories.
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So tell us of your triumphs against adversity, your hilarious deaths, that one time you killed four people with no assistance or healing. I will begin:
While streaming the first game back during one of my several attempts to enjoy it – none of which were successful until the sequel came out – I was wondering the Depths. Having posted the stream on Twitter, I knew a few of my good ‘friends’ were watching or at least were aware that I was playing online. Among them, PCGamesN news man and all around Lincoln Superhero Kirk McKeand. Upon being invaded by Knight Kirk, I thought McKeand, as is his natural instinct, was bullying a poor noobie on his first run.
After a ferocious battle from which I emerged as a great victor, I started bragging. On stream, on Twitter, to McKeand directly. Not wanting to admit his defeat he acted confused and I thought him no fun and a coward to boot and continued on my merry way. For those that do not know their Dark Souls, I’ll leave this link to the wiki as explanation of where I went a tad wrong.
I have many more, but do not wish to bore. Please, elaborate your own below.