Sweet Jesus, the map. Those cliffs. That sprawl. Every shimmering detail. The irresistible combination of hard geometry and alien fecundity.
Then I realize that ‘moss pearls’ and ‘ruby cactus fields’ are just fancy names for money and science bonuses. Faction differences are compelling, but there’s something so samey and familiar about the mid-game slog.
It’s still just Civ.
Nothing is more gripping, turn for turn, than a good 4X game, and yet they leave me feeling so vacant and wasted afterwards. The whole experience lacks some essential shape, and satisfaction never arrives. As the endgame peters out, I’m just spent.
Then I realize that ‘moss pearls’ and ‘ruby cactus fields’ are just fancy names for money and science bonuses. Faction differences are compelling, but there’s something so samey and familiar about the mid-game slog.
It’s still just Civ.
Nothing is more gripping, turn for turn, than a good 4X game, and yet they leave me feeling so vacant and wasted afterwards. The whole experience lacks some essential shape, and satisfaction never arrives. As the endgame peters out, I’m just spent.