Godhood

You know what's really immersive? Spending hours crafting your perfect deity only to have the game spontaneously combust before you can even smite or convert a single unbeliever. I booted up Godhood with dreams of becoming a celestial tyrant—perhaps a cosmic raccoon demanding tributes of shiny things and garbage. But the only offering this game wanted was my sanity. Crash #1: Launching the game. That’s right—sometimes Godhood treats opening itself like a moral dilemma. Should it work? Should it not? Schrödinger's executable. It's a roll of the divine dice every time I click “Play.” Steam says I'm playing, but my desktop says I'm definitely not. Crash #2: Character creation. Ah, the sacred rite of divinity, where I shape my godlike identity, choose my virtues, my commandments, and… poof. Desktop. Apparently, my theology was too spicy for the RAM. Crash #3: The intro cinematic. You know, the one that’s supposed to inspire awe and make you feel like you’re stepping in...

I can't get into this game no matter how many times I try. It may be me, because it looks pretty and it plays pretty. But I find it boring and taxing.

Small but I like it. It really nails those Aztec/Mayan/Incan vibes, and that in itself makes this different from most other games out there. There's no full actual nudity despite a whole ideology focused specifically to that effect, which is disappointing but not that big a deal in the grand scheme of things. The art's cute, and there are 0 crashes to speak of!

The gameplay loop is enjoyable and addicting. Anyone who says otherwise isn't immersing themselves in the gameplay and actually TRYING to enjoy it