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When I was a kid, teenager really, many, many, many, moons ago, my core group of friends and I wanted to create a video game company that would rival Squaresift.

We called it, "Endoplasmic Reticulum"

Our goal was to only make RPG's.

Never much of a computer gamer I left the PC side, and more western based RPGs, to my friends Matt, Richard, and Keith.

Bank Robber, John, and myself would do the turn based RPGs in the Japanese style.

Those were the games that interested us.

We joked around about a turn based game where you would start off at level one, and all the enemies would start off at level 99. The bad guys would crush you in one hit, and you would never gain a level. The game was affectionate called, "You suck."

The game was devised as more of a torture turn based jrpg. You could advance to level two or beyond, but you had to master the games dodge mechanic, or if "you sucked" then you could die a million times, and gain a level out of pity.

Of course we were just kids joking around, but I never forgot those conversations about the games we loved and wanted to make for our company.

I mention this because I think about a game like Octopath Traveler, and I'm happy the games I love as a kid are still getting made. A part of me wants to go back to those days. Because my life didn't work out the way I wanted.

Worst of all was my friend Matt. He joined the military and became a travel medic. He apparently saw some horrible stuff in Afghanistan. He came back home a changed man, and turned to heroin a while back. I haven't heard from Matt in over ten years. His mom contacted me through Facebook 3 years ago looking for him, as she could no longer find him.

I hope he's okay and still alive, but a part of me knows the truth, deep down Indide.

So, I just think back to being a stupid kid making torture jrpgs on pen and paper, before life changed us all.

I would like to think that on some parallel universe we did form "ER" and we made that game, and all of us are alive, happy, and together.
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