brochiller
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Been a huge Nintendo fan since I was four years old, when my parents brought home a Super Nintendo. It was like 1996-1997, so I was a bit late, but I played so much with those games. Days and nights of pure joy. And then I found the same joy with every other Nintendo systems.
It's like losing someone of your family. Gaming, when you are a kid and especially in difficult times, lend you that hand that nobody gives you and hit that spot when noone understands you. Nintendo games, in particular, have always been that "third parent" for a lot of us. They build your fantasy, they help you thinking things nobody thought before and they assure you that, okay, you're growing up and things are getting strange and hard, but there's always a way to go on, maybe you need a fire flower, or maybe you didn't notice that crack on the wall.
This time, well, it's a game over.
Losing someone that helped you building your own dreams is so freaking painful.
And you know what? I finished EarthBound for my first time ever right some minutes before I knew about Iwata's death. I turned my Wii U off and I was going to Gaf, just for posting my cheerful impressions of the game.
So freaking painful.
RIP, Legend.
Thank you for our playing.
Damn man that's some sad irony. Be happy for the memories he gave you and keep playing. It's what he would want.