Skyrim is amazing, but I’m ready for Mass Effect 3 now
It’s hard to find time for gaming these days, especially RPGs. Particularly RPGs that boast 300 hours of gameplay. I made it clear I was concerned how much of an impact Skyrim would have on my life, but I’ve been very responsible with it, prioritising real life over the fabled hunt for dragons (also, a recent obsession with Dexter has probably helped curb my time spent in Skyrim). After playing the game for 3 months, I’m only 80 hours in. In any normal game this would be considered a ridiculous length of gameplay, but with Skyrim I’ve barely made a dent in it.
So yes, I’ve definitely got my money’s worth, and it is as wonderful as all the reviews would have you believe, but there is a pressing issue here. I am no where near finished with Skyrim, yet Mass Effect 3 is out tomorrow.
But first, back to Skyrim. Like I said, I’ve put about 80 hours into it, I’m a Level 20 Breton with a flair for destructive magic. I have an annoying companion, Lydia, who always gets in my way and blocks doorways. Mostly I’ve focused on completing miscellaneous quests, but about a week ago it dawned on me that I’ll probably never finish this game, and that if I don’t turn my attention to the main quest now, there’s a solid chance I won’t ever know what the bloody game is about.
Quite simply, there isn’t a single game I’ve ever played that has as much time-sink potential as Skyrim.
Hmm. Uhh. Yeah. Skyrim. It’s massive. The quests are never-ending. My character has a mohawk. My class is Breton. Don’t