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Spoilers ahead for Death Stranding 2
So, there I was, watching the credits roll on Death Stranding 2, tears streaming down my face. Weirdly enough, I knew I’d end up crying—yeah, call me a softie. Love and loss, all tangled up, and bam! It hit me right in the feels. To be honest, I’ve been itching to play this game for ages, so surprise, surprise, it plucked at my heartstrings.
I’m a sucker for stories that twist you up emotionally. Movies, games, TV—they’re like therapy, right? A good cry sorts me out. And Death Stranding 2? Oh boy, it did just that. Even with Die Hardman’s awkward singing (what was even that?), it was a wild ride. Kojima Productions? They always go deep on emotions, but I kinda saw that coming. What caught me off guard was finding my dream home in the game. Yeah, I know—crazy.
Anyway—no, wait—where was I? Oh yeah. Sam’s hideout. It’s basically a hidden cave at the cliff’s edge in Mexico. When you see Sam walking back with Lou, it’s like, ‘boom,’ instant coziness overload. It’s snug, like a studio apartment with just the essentials. Nothing too fancy. Just peace. Garage space outside? Yes, please! Who needs anything else?
The first time I took control of Sam, I was like, ‘hold up, check out this view!’ Post-apocalyptic Mexico, but make it scenic—oddly stunning, right? Desert stretching out forever with those mountains. If you’re all about nature like me, you’d be thrilled.
And that soundtrack? Bliss. Walking as Sam felt like running a vibe-filled hiking sim. Remember how the first game got labeled as ‘cozy’? The sequel nailed that too, right from the start.
Backtracking a little—this game? It’s packed. There’s always something, yet Sam’s private room? It’s the chill zone. Just like us, dude needs downtime. With today’s constant connectivity, having a hideaway is crucial. It’s like, breathe, shut out the noise. Everyone deserves a nook to escape to, don’t they?
And that’s it, I guess. Authentic? Maybe a bit tangled, but that’s life, huh?