The Best Game I Ever Played (literally)
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  • Don’t expect anything mushy about today’s date. I already wished her a “Happy Breakup Day” — that felt necessary. I’m just being honest now: the interest is gone. I’m no longer the same child, waiting around for reasons that don’t exist.

  • These days, my life runs on a strange autopilot.

  • Home tuition.
  • Veena Institute.
  • Silence during the walk with Veena.
  • Repeat.

  • Why do I keep walking with her in silence?
  • I wish I had an answer.
  • I’ll try to find one… someday.

  • But for now, let’s talk about a game.
  • Yes, a video game.
  • Don’t judge me — I know I started with something emotional and then jumped straight into a sci-fi puzzle game. Life does that too, doesn’t it? Jumps from one chapter to another without asking.

  • The game: Portal

  • When I started playing Portal, I thought it was just a clever little puzzle game where you use portals to pass through levels. Just physics, science, and strategy. But as I progressed, I realized — this wasn’t a game. This was… something else.

  • A calm, robotic voice guided me. A program, yes — but one with sarcasm, doubt, and strange encouragement.
  • “You can’t do this,” she’d say, “Just give up already.”
  • But when I succeeded?
  • “Oh nice, you did it. I was joking, actually… testing your determination.”

  • Really?
  • Was she supporting me, or just playing me?

  • She promised cake once I finished all the tests. That alone felt fishy. Who offers cake for science experiments?

  • Then I overheard something in the game:
  • “You will be baked… then there will be cake.”
  • Excuse me, what now?

  • As I navigated deeper, I found scribbles in hidden rooms—
  • “The cake is a lie.”
  • That one line whispered more truth than everything she had said.

  • Then came the final level.
  • No jokes. No instructions. Just silence and a mechanical path toward a burning furnace.

  • “All tests are over,” she said. “You can die now.”

  • And for a moment… I believed her. I accepted it.

  • But something inside me twitched—
  • No.
  • Not like this.

  • I found a way out.

  • “Hey, what are you doing?” her voice said, half-curious, half-angry.

  • No more structured levels. No more rules.
  • I had broken the system.
  • Escaped her control.

  • She warned me.
  • Pleaded with me.
  • Mocked me.

  • But I reached her — the mastermind.
  • A sarcastic AI who seemed like a friend, but turned out to be the villain.

  • I defeated her.

  • Game over?

  • Not quite.

  • The screen faded… and a song began to play.
  • A taunt.
  • Every line poked at my victory like it wasn’t real.

  • The song was called “Still Alive.”
  • (Lyrics coming soon…)

  • Is she really gone?

  • Spoiler: No.

  • Now I’m playing the sequel.
  • She’s back.
  • Again, a villain.
  • Then a friend.
  • And in the end?
  • She just leaves me.

  • Unfollowed. Forever.



  • This isn’t just a game review.
  • This is a reflection.
  • Sometimes, the systems you’re trapped in feel like home.
  • The voice telling you what to do… feels familiar.
  • But when you finally break out of it, when you escape — you realize:
  • Maybe the cake was a lie.
  • But the journey? That was real.

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