A journey you should maybe put off until the wobblesome wagon has all its wheels tightened.
This is a faithfully despondent, sometimes frustrating journey of attrition, decay and distrust. A lot of the difficulty and madness in the sequel comes not from the dangerous creatures along its roguelike turnpike, but from the roughly shorn design of a road trip yet to be completed. It especially won’t surprise anyone who bled their way through the early access version of that game, either. The ferocity with which it treats its players shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone who clawed their way through the crypts of the first Darkest Dungeon, a turn-based homage to Lovecraft and slow-acting poison. Darkest Dungeon 2 will eat your eyes and call you selfish for wanting them back.
Look forward to a grim jaunt with some old friends.
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