Miro tus ojos cuando me ves,
no puedo negar que son sin igual,
y con tu mirar tu me haces temblar,
ay ojitos, pajaritos!

Yo con tu mirar me siento feliz,
y cuando me ves yo me siento al revés,
me siento con ganas de gritar,
Uu-rrah Uu-rrah Uu-rrah Uu...rraaaaaaaah!

Ojitos pajaritos, me hipnotizan a mi,
ojitos pajaritos, ven para acá,
uoh uoh uoh ¿por qué no te vas?
sólo yo, me quiero quedar.

bonkbonkbonk

I played this for a little over an hour, saw the unnecessarily verbose writing, the long monologues, the combat mini games that instead of making it more engaging, generates the opposite effect, and the fetishization of tragic deaths in real life. I completed the first dungeon and gave up when I realized the tedious way you level up in this game.
It could have been like any other bad game that I gave up to never think about again, but for a reason I ended up obsessed with this game.
I do not know how I got into this situation, but this game and its context became a horror story for me... Not a story about a game that went wrong, but more like a story about an author that poured all his passion and the contents of his mind into a canvas, and after looking at what came out of it, you realize that it’s something repellent and pretentious and… dumb.
I watched hours of videos and podcasts about this game, and read many articles, searching for an answer, but I think at the end of the day it all comes down to who you are and what you have to say, because that's what art is all about, and even though what the Allason brothers had to say with this game was not to my liking, I still admire the fact that they did.
(And yes, I say art even though one of them said that games are not).

also the ost slaps ngl