I lost my grandma last summer. Even though my family should have been prepared for her departure, losing such a key figure in my life had a devastating effect on my thoughts. Two years of pandemic and the awareness of a brain of a 34-year-old man created a very bad mix. Tormented by the most common and human feelings about Death, I found comfort in an unexpected ally: a game that repeatedly puts the player in front of the Grim Reaper, Elden Ring.
