I started reading the wow novels in contextual order. It’s been on my todo list for a while. As I’m reading about how Nerzhul became corrupted and the hard choices that Drek’thar and Durotan make, and the conflict with the Draenei, it all feels very close to home. The writing in the book isn’t that great technically speaking, but the story beats are really good.
It is inspired me to do a little nostalgic tour of the Outlands. As I was running through, re-earning transmogs that I’d vendored before the word was a Twinkle in Greg Street’s eye, I was feeling a profound sense of some emotion I can’t name. I can’t put my finger on it. “Loss” seems to dramatic. Melancholy?
I’m not saying anything needs to change, or they TBC was the perfect expansion. In many ways, modern wow is a better game. But there’s something to it to not be on an infinite wheel of character progression. I’m just exploring this feeling, and I was wondering if anyone else ever feels this way.
I’ve always been on the more hardcore end of the spectrum. Player power first. But, I used to have time every week to do all these quests, read all these in-game books. There was no power-gain opportunity lost because I didn’t spend the night doing Heroics. I felt a lot more connected to the game.
Would I give up m+ spam nights to have the time afforded me to experience this again? Are they mutually exclusive? I dunno. But I will say I never feel nostalgic or reminisce about m+ dungeons. I enjoy them in the moment, but I never think about them afterward.
I dunno where I’m going with this other than to say that on the path to challenge, we may have lost our soul. I don’t know that it’s better to spend to every hour in game chasing a higher performance benchmark.