“Call me a quitter. Call me weak. Call me a soft-willed baby boy”
It’s one of our great modern myths, our answer to the titans of old: the great green knight and the naked blue lady who lives in his hat, delivering us from the terror of big ugly guys yelling “wort wort wort”.
In order to spiritually prepare myself for , I’ve been going back and reliving the epic saga of Master Chief Petty Officer John 117 via the quite good . I remember in middle school playing the original trilogy solo or co-op with my fellow little gremlin boys, and for the life of us we could barely beat even a single level on the max-out Legendary difficulty. I figured: it’s been years, I’ve grown and changed, beaten on Insanity and soloed some of the secret missions in . I’ve got the chops to dive right in and overcome the series’ Legendary difficulty.
