Ever since I was a child I had this weird obsession with video games. Yes, Yes. Video games. No Barbie dolls, ponies, no. I stayed indoors all day.. and played on my Nintendo 64. I grew up with it, ya' know? I was into all sorts of games. Pokémon, Mario, Sonic, Kirby, you name it! but my favourite was The Legend of Zelda. I'm always into action, swords, some adventure and such. I had it all! But.. my collection wasn't complete. I was missing something... The game of all games..
The one and only.
Majora's Mask.
Oh, yes.
The best game of all time.
I NEEDED it.
But the problem was, it never was in stores. I have never played it, or seen it with my own eyes. I have heard about it though, the revues and all.
And now, the moment you have all been waiting for.
I am going to tell you the way that my whole life flipped upside down.
The way I stopped paying video games.
The way I met the boy who drowned.
