Sekiro: Love and Daunt

The moonlight casts vines of a pale white downwards through low hanging clouds of the night sky. Reeds sway eastward with the wind. In a nearby structure, bystanders peer through gaps in shutters at the two figures standing on opposite ends of the plateau. All is silent, save for a slight babbling stream nearby. The two figures used to play there, together, as children. Back then, war was just a story told by grandfathers, a warning to future generations to avoid passing to the realm of their ancestors carrying with them the weight of the same regrets.

The two figures are cold and tempered. They wait for one slight twitch before springing into action, eyeing one another in anticipation for their inevitable clash. Only one will survive, and the winner is obvious to all who stand idly by:

The one-armed wolf is here, and he's slathered in barbecue sauce. 

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Games Discussed: Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice

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Produced by AJ Fillari