You're 13. It's a Saturday afternoon and the microwave just beeped; your pizza rolls are ready. You grab them and quickly run back into your room to sit in front of the SNES. This game feels like that.

It is passionfilled games like these that make corporate cashgrabs filled with gacha and battlepasses an absolute embarrassment. This is what real art looks like.

This game takes me back. Its saturday afternoon, cartoons are over, its just me and the snes. Mom just told me shes ordering pizza and its gonna be a good night.