I have no idea why I’ve never played Demon’s Crest. There is nothing about the game that seems like I wouldn’t love it. I like the Super NES; I like Gargoyle’s Quest; I like skill-driven non-linear platforming. And after reading this missive, it absolutely seems like the sort of game I’d want to take home and whisper intimate secrets to. Well, except the whole “grim and evil” aesthetic of the thing. I never have been a fan of the whole darker-than-though approach to game design, which is probably what’s kept me from pulling the trigger all this time. I dunno, though. It sounds like this is a sacrifice worth making. If… you’ll pardon the figure of speech.
Contrary to what this retrospective posits, though, Demon’s Crest isn’t completely forgotten! While hunting down an image for the link banner, I discovered that the game and its hero remain remarkably popular among, shall we say, a certain niche of aspiring artists. Yes, like so many other washed up Japanese starlets, poor Firebrand’s only hope seems to be the porn circuit.
Incidentally, yes, this is an article from GameSpite Quarterly 6. I say “incidentally,” but I suppose “coincidentally” would be more appropriate. Not “coincidentally” in the “happy accident” sense, becausethere’s nothing accidental about this piece being posted today. No, it simply coincides with the issue going on sale tomorrow morning.
Wow, that was certainly an inelegant way to say “GameSpite Quarterly 6 will be available tomorrow.” I blame Daylight Savings. All that extra sleep left me loopy.