Do you like Monster Hunter? Do you like Demon’s Souls? Ever wonder what would happen if they both went to a party, had a few too many drinks, and had a wondrously passionate night of fictional drunken sex? And then afterwards, Monster Hunter got pregnant and pressured Demon’s Souls to take responsibility for the child? And, after a begrudging shotgun ceremony courtesy of Capcom, a game-child was born a bloody screaming painful birth, wrenched from the loins of Monster Hunter?
Ever wonder if this analogy had gone on long enough?