The Witcher 3 Waystone

The Witcher 3? Geralt's hair has more physics than most games, but somehow he can't climb a tiny ledge without having an existential crisis. And let's not even talk about Roach's miraculous rooftop adventures. Geralt's voice? Gravel in a blender. I swear, listening to him is like enduring an angsty bard with a throat condition. Combat's as graceful as a drunken dwarf on stilts, and don't get me started on Gwent – a game within a game that's about as exciting as watching moss grow on a mud golem. And the fanboys worship this? Give me a break. I've had more fun arguing with a mimic. For a guy with two swords, Geralt sure spends a lot of time picking flowers. Look, if I wanted to be an overhyped herbalist with family issues, I'd just attend my family's next reunion.