TSA writes: My adult life has been a perpetual struggle with the urge to stay up all night hunting monsters. Often I’ll finding myself vampirically drained of life in the morning, but with a shiny new piece of armour or a scale-encrusted sword adorning a digital room somewhere for my efforts. This is all Monster Hunter’s fault; the Capcom series known for its worrisome beasts and haute couture armour, and this introduction is merely an advanced apology of sorts to my loved ones, explaining why I will soon once again become a lifeless husk by day, and a slayer of monstrosities by night. Monster Hunter Rise is coming.
