At least it wasn't Zote.

Ventured back into Silksong, courtesy of the new patch.

Finally got through the bastarding Cogwork Core and got the last part of the Threefold Melody.

Got my ass kicked forty-seven times by Lace Fight #567.

Got my ass kicked another forty-seven times attempting to rescue the flea from Wisp Thicket.

Got my ass kicked once in Bilewater. Once was enough.

Got my ass kicked twice by Father of the Flame. Not counting the time he exploded in my face.

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I swear, sometimes playing this game feels like getting curb-stomped by a woolly mammoth, then peeling yourself up off the concrete to beg for more. Like, if ever my identity as a masochist was in question, the eighty-plus hours I continue to pour into this game is proof enough, y'know?

But hey, I'm three per cent further along than I was the last time I picked it up, so... progress!