Back in 1992 I was eager to play this fucking awesome game:
I bought plenty of video game magazines to control my anxiety, and pressured my parents in many ways, but it was just in 1994 that Santa gave it to me. Too late. All of my friends already had the new Master System III:
They didn’t even love Sonic as much as I did. So unfair! That pissed me off, and I thought “fuck that shit”, and I started playing games no one else would, like this:
Since then, my life has changed! Now I can say that I am a better person, because I got RSI for hours playing Phantasy Star and other RPGs along the years.