Wow, so I was wandering through this sea of games online—feels like they’re breeding or something. Seriously, everywhere I look, another platformer pops up. Like virtual daisies. But there I was at PAX East 2025, and bam, I got hit by Love Eternal. Don’t ask me how it grabbed my attention; it just did. Something about it screamed, “Hey, pay attention!”
The game’s got these sibling developers, pouring their hearts into it. And it shows. The game wears its influences on its sleeve—like those wildfires between Oregon and LA. Pretty intense, right? It channels that kind of chaos into something that feels… well, oddly beautiful. There’s also a dash of Perfect Blue in its storytelling. I won’t lie; it’s trippy.
So you start the game as Maya—it kicks off kinda normal. Then this phone rings. Cue ominous shift in reality. The familiar suburban life she knew? Poof. Everything outside screams ancient, like it’s slipped through time or reality cracked open. I got goosebumps just watching it unfold.
Then there are these platforming bits—gravity-flipping madness, really. Maya can start walking on the ceiling. Beats me how she doesn’t get dizzy. But nope, you can’t just float around willy-nilly. You need to hit the ground before doing another flip. Yeah, there are these red stones—grab one, and suddenly, mid-air flips become a thing. I hit save points more times than I’d like to admit, considering how many times I managed to “accidentally” fall to my doom.
As for what the team’s aiming for—it’s like they want to mess with our minds. They throw out phrases like “escape a castle built of bitter memories.” Sounds light, huh? Not. The game is set to hit consoles and PC later this year, and I’m already bracing for it to mess with my head in all the unpredictable ways possible. Four hours of this madness, and well, I’m so ready. Or maybe not. Guess I’ll find out.
