If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences.
Though a good deal is too strange to be believed, nothing is too strange to have happened.
“I throw myself into books and read constantly because I would rather live in ten different worlds than live in this world right now.”
— story 2 out of thousand.
Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality
this game is bullshit, you have to go through a tutorial until level 18, and your stats start to go down after level 30 not to mention the romance mini-game is hard as fuck
sadly the PVP is a lie. You get a debuff called jail
it also fails to mention that once you hit level 18 it actually does have a monthly fee and it’s really fucking steep. but at that point everyone’s too invested to quit playing so ugh yeah
I don’t even get to choose anything about the initial details of my character.
Pff the graphics really suck, I needed to get a third party program just to make everything focus.
If the character they give you isn’t the right gender, the patch is expensive as hell and takes forever to install
I thought I was really good at this game, but there are millions of people better at it than I am. ::::/
I died ONCE and they closed my fucking account what the hell
All the travel takes for fucking ever too. They desperately need to patch in some sort of teleport system.
Don’t even get me started on how boring the endgame is.
everyone in the game keeps arguing over whether or not there’s an admin or not and its really annoying
You have to grind in this game to get anywhere. It gets old fast.
You don’t get to choose if you’re playing on easy mode or not. It’s randomly assigned. But most of the ones playing on easy mode act like they fucking own the game environment–not to mention all the direct and indirect ways they’ve found to mock and harm those playing on a harder mode.
It’s too bright.
the time management and the mental health bars are practically designed to be incompatible
there are just too many bugs
Don’t let anyone tell you you have enough books. They’re liars who don’t want to see you happily surrounded by books, shielded from that awful place called reality.