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I KNEW IT!!!!
I guess this is a testament to how good the writing is, being able to hint at this reveal so naturally.
I remember Strohl being annoyed that the king only left regrets for his son, but that's not true! He left More to guide his son, entrusting his son with his ideals, his fantasy.
I'm not a big fan of the monarchy, but I'll give this game a pass.
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Why do I feel so called out
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Oh my god i just realised i could change the timezone of the server. I didnt have to implement that stupid offset function to get the right time 🤦♂️
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I'm finally back to coding! I've decided not to refactor Javelin Hoard. Too much work…
I haven't touched React for about a month and now everything looks so foreign to me T_T
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Okay, I'm like 5 days away from the finale in Metaphor. I have a theory about More.
I think he's actually the king, or at least an aspect of him. Maybe he's the king's inquisitive and idealistic side. Upon losing his son, the king locked More away out of grief. He no longer believed in his ability to change anything. The "I art thou, thou art I" voice, the voice More keeps struggling to recognise, is his wife's - the eldan queen. There are already lots of hints that the voice belonged to the MC's mother, especially when the party visited the eldan sanctum. More mentions being involved in the Magic Academy's construction, which would line up if he were the king.
If I'm right, that means the king wrote that fantasy book. When Louis told the king's ghost something along the lines of "I will fulfil the ideals you have abandoned", it makes sense since he's obviously a big fan of the book. But Louis never met More, he never engaged with the book's essence.
The king and More are also both clemar. Though, their horns are different colours - More's is black/dark brown, while the king's are white. Maybe it's an age thing? Or maybe this is what that proves my theory wrong.
Can't wait to finish the game!
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Ahhh… Strohl, my love
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Omg i like this game already.
Just started Cerulean Crescent.
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This morning, I was trying to identify the different weeds near my home, which reminded me of the community garden I volunteered at. It was a time when I had no direction in life. Getting to do all those farming game chores in real life was really cool. At the end of each volunteer shift, we would all have a meal made from the day's harvest. It was simple and honest; I even considered a career in horticulture.
I was often assigned weeding duty. The most satisfying weeds to deal with were the bulbed oxalis. They have really cute heart-shaped leaves. Removing them felt like detective work: you have to follow its winding thread-like root, careful to not break it and lose the trail, until you eventually reach the culprit - little nutrient-stealing bulbs hiding deep beneath the earth. The root sometimes goes as long as my arm!
I eventually stopped volunteering. There was just one thing I couldn't get past - the almost 4 hour commute to and from the garden. Can't imagine putting up with that nowadays.
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It's funny how a seemingly atrocious drawing can look completely fine the next morning.
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Spring flower #2
Daisies! I love seeing a whole blanket of them across a grassy area.
Too bad they tend to be mown down. I'll never understand why people do that; a freshly mown lawn looks so boring. Plus, the sound of the lawnmower make me want to chuck a brick at it.