Though I am not quite sure why these Monster Hunter types insist on bringing out the elevator music band to start each symphony, the heart of the show tends to have much more to it than can be seen, even after several hours. So did I finally see the light? Could one of the worst first impressions in gaming history somehow be redeemed? To my surprise at the time, it sunk its jaws in deep and refused to let go. The graphics seemed wonky, I didn’t understand why I was moving around or who I even was, and several minutes of explanation from a mysterious stranger shrouded in mystery speaking of mysterious mysteries didn’t bring any sort of enlightenment. As is the trend with games in this genre, the opening does not deliver the greatest first impression. It took some time for Wild Hearts to finally sink its fangs into my gaming heart.
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