Downloadable-only games have exploded in popularity in the last few years. Gone are the days when retail was the be-all, end-all of video games. Now, some of the coolest, most inventive games are just a few clicks away from being able to play. Still, I can’t help but feel like the grass is greener on the other side of the generational fence. I miss last generation’s digital games something fierce.

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One of my favorite games this year is House of the Dying Sun, a space combat game by ex-Bungie developer Mike Tipul. Another one is the challenging but oh-so-satisfying Hyper Light Drifter. Games like Darkest Dungeon have blown my mind, and I can’t wait to get my hands on the effortlessly charming Cuphead. I just picked up The Final Station, which is a post-apocalyptic game about trains.

But here’s the thing: there was a certain quality about last-gen’s games that I feel got lost somewhere along the line. I’ve been struggling to put it into words for a while, but I think I’ve finally got it all figured out: last-gen’s downloadable-only games often felt like bite-sized versions of larger experiences.

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When I buy an indie game now, I’m often treated to something that works very hard to be endless; most indie games I’ve played are all about having roguelike elements—that is, everything changes when you die. Last-gen, downloadable-only games tended to rely on other elements for replayability, creating an experience that was contained but worth returning to.

Take Alan Wake’s American Nightmare, for instance. It was a sort of miniature sequel to Alan Wake. You, as the titular character, find yourself in the American Southwest experiencing a Groundhog Day scenario. The map itself is about the size of a single level from Alan Wake, but it’s more open. American Nightmare was a blast to play; it felt like a bigger, meatier game than it was, but that’s what made it so satisfying. It trimmed the fat. For players who wanted even more, American Nightmare offered a survival mode with a bunch of unlockable maps. For $15, American Nightmare felt like a steal, not because it offered endless gameplay, but because it felt limited while still offering a great bang for the player’s buck.

One of the big problems I have with the Far Cry games lately is that there’s so much to do, but very little of it is actually meaningful. Far Cry 3: Blood Dragon had no such problems; it recycled lots of stuff from Far Cry 3, but recontextualized all of it, didn’t take itself so seriously, and, most importantly of all, trimmed a lot of the meaningless, repetitive content from its larger sibling. What we got was still a big game, but it was leaner and more efficient. I had more fun playing six hours of Blood Dragon than I ever did with my 35 hours of Far Cry 3.

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Infamous: Festival of Blood is set in Infamous 2’s large, open world, but once again, it is much more focused than the main game, and the new player abilities are fantastic. Dead Rising: Case Zero and Dead Rising: Case West were both smaller versions of the Dead Rising sandbox. Each one found interesting ways to take the basic ideas from their AAA brethren, trim the fat, and still feel significant enough to warrant my attention.

Not all digitally downloadable games were derived from AAA experiences; Monaco was a great little top-down spy game. Orcs Must Die is one of my favorite games ever, and it derives its significant replayability from unlocks and leaderboards. Defense Grid is possibly the greatest tower defense game ever made, and its replayability comes from a similar approach.

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Some of the games stretched their content in interesting ways. Others provided reasons to return to the same content over and over again.

Then there’s Journey.

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What makes Journey interesting is that there’s little incentive to replay in a traditional sense; there are no leaderboards, no alternate routes to take, but Journey itself feels complete. It feels like one coherent experience. The $15 price tag was worth it.

Now, I feel like many downloadable games are trying to be just as big as AAA games, and that’s awesome, in many cases, but I think last gen’s indie games often felt bigger, sometimes thanks to the production value inherent in their recycled assets, and other times through what felt like more thoughtful approaches to the way they used content. The Dead Rising cases created replayability by having intricate sandboxes that worked independent of the player; new things could be discovered on subsequent playthroughs.

But more importantly, last-gen’s downloadable-only almost always felt like complete, focused experiences, something that I feel has been harder and harder to come by, largely thanks to the increasing emphasis on procedural generation or significantly increased scope. Gone, it seems, are the days of a game that only took a few hours to play, but provided plenty of reasons to return while having that perfect $15 price tag. But hey, maybe that’s just me. What do you think?