As it turned out, I wasn't where I thought last time I posted. I had quite a while to go to get there still. Emporia is where I actually arrived. Regardless, I'm done now, and I'm
back to Emporia on a second playthrough.
There are some things about this game that are magnificent. The setting and its details impressed me to no end. The actual game felt more mundane, with the exception of the skylines. I had a lot of fun with those. The story . . . oh, the story.
Is there one?
When reality has no hard-and-fast rules, does anything that happen really mean anything? If an event can happen a million different ways across a million different universes, and somehow all those universes congeal into one experience, does anything matter at all? Time travel and parallel realities blow away all logic, all cause and effect. Without those, what's left is a nonsensical mess.
Plus I hated the ending. Totally despised it. Makes playing through again much more of a chore, realizing
how little anything I do matters at all. I'm the good guy, the bad guy, and everyone else some warped mind can dream up.
So what difference does anything make? Ridiculous.