

The only thing I remembered vividly (and wished that I could forget) was this horrifying, sneering, wrinkled, gross, surely fetid, man-creature who is wrapped in what looks to be some sort of rotting lettuce cocoon who drops down from above in one of Onimusha’s save rooms. I vaguely remembered elemental weapons, spooky environments, stabbing enemies on the ground, a giant snake boss, and cool music. As a poor, dumb, 7-year-old kid, my experience with the game was over the course of two separate rental periods and I had long spaces between progress since I had no access to the internet to save me when I was hopelessly lost.


The only thing that gave me trepidation was that my recollection of the game was pretty foggy. I had many fond memories of playing the original in 2001. The PlayStation 4 remaster of Onimusha: Warlords had me super excited when it was announced.
