I Want To Ride My Chocobo All Day.

Finished Final Fantasy XV!

For a while I've been trying to pin down my five favourite Final Fantasy games: VIII, IX, X, XIII and... what? VI? VII? XII? Many thanks to XV for coming out and making the decision easy. I haven't been this emotionally invested in a game since The Last of Us.

(I've always said that, although VIII means a lot to me, it isn't my favourite game in the series. But I'm not fooling anyone, am I? It's my favourite. Obviously it's my favourite. It's flawed in many, many respects, but I think it'll always be the Final Fantasy I love the most. Although XV has given it a run for its money.)

Prompto has shot awfully quickly up into my five favourite Final Fantasy characters, too. I love that he's enthusiastic and friendly and insecure and endlessly well-meaning. I love that he develops a crush on anyone he spends five minutes around. I love his really transparent efforts to make people like each other again when they've had a falling-out.

Things Prompto has broken at least three times over the course of this game:

- into song
- the fourth wall
- my heart


( Spoilers up to the ending of Final Fantasy XV. )

In conclusion: I love this game, blazingly, passionately, but also I hate it. And I love these stupid boys.