The romanticism has gone. Mass Effect once imagined the stars as a new frontier glittering with wonder, sexy aliens, and blistering firefights - and it was right - but the battle with the Geth and Saren has revealed the true threat: The Reapers, a merciless race of colossal robots programmed for iterative mass genocide of all organic life. Mass Effect has come back hardened, disillusioned, and cynical. Alien lovemaking has lost its novelty. Exploring the universe is no longer wondrous. Black and white are just shades of grey. Impetuous, ignorant, infantile innocence has no place in the dark reality of Mass Effect 2.