Friday, August 31, 2018

Rembering Majora's

It's been 18 years since Majora's Mask got its initial release in the year 2000, I still see the game in the same light when I saw it as soon as I got it. My memories of Majora's Mask are quite fond, the intro screen and the tutorial still haunt me to this day because it was just plain creepy without bordering on the gore level.

The psychological terror towards Majora's Mask is just flawless as it's related to the impediment realization that we are all mortal beings, destined to die one way or the other. Maybe it was one of those times when I was younger, when I had that realization that didn't involved being in the middle of an unstable home life, in which I could be free of my reality for a few.

Majora's gave me that option, but Zelda overall as a franchise gave me that escape I need it. I don't how to describe it, but I never cared for being the heroic Link, I cared more to explore the scenarios, to know the stories, to know the NPC's than to actually save the world, I just wanted to live in that world that seemed to be optimistic even if the moon was facing to destroy everything in a length of 3 days, but still it was a better world.

One of the big reasons Majora's Mask got engraves in my memory better than Ocarina of Time because of the development of the NPC's it was the first time ever when I saw them more sympathetic, they had to tell their stories instead of just being error.

Two characters from the game I always remembered fondly where Kamaro and Anju's grandmother; the two of them offered insights about their lives and how Termina functioned; Kamaro struck with me over the years because it was someone who in certain way couldn't fulfill his dream of teaching a new dance and he got stuck on the land of the living.

For a long time I saw myself in the persona of Kamaro but the only difference was, I wanted to live my life to the fullest and live my life in an honest way.

Majora's is a game that over the years I find it to be linked to reality, because it reflects loneliness, desperation and hope in quite a cruel way, a way that we as children we couldn't perceive. Ocarina of Time tend to be more lighthearted in terms of story, of course it tackles time-travel and predestination but there isn't a deep perception on the characters development and only leaves more questions and concrete answers.

Maybe I am feeling melancholic again lately?