I completed Life is Strange: True colors today. It was an extraordinary journey. I started it thinking it would leave me as wrecked and emotional as Max and Chloe did. But it didn’t. What stood out for me was that I could turn the story into something of forgiveness, optimism, and pure joy. It was a story of survival. It was a story of how you could still be kind to the world around you even when you knew what they thought, even when they tossed you around. As Dumbledore once said: ” Your choices are what defines you more than your abilities.”
How can video games be so beautiful? All my childhood, I played them because I was angry. I would kill anyone I saw on the street, I’d hit someone for no reason, I’d tackle someone even when I didn’t need to. And for a long time, I thought that was what video games were. Until I came across this whole new franchise. Lis, walking dead, the game of thrones, remember me, vanishing of Ethan Carter. I know I haven’t played so many of them, but what I have played has left me broken, happy, sad, angry, and many more emotions I cannot pinpoint.
The thing about True Colors, though, was the ending. The story is sad, her past is tragic, but there’s something lovely about the future. Something that gives me hope. Something that tells you you don’t have to stay broken all the time. And maybe that’s what I really wanna hear after all the breaking…
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