Diablo IV
Blizzard Entertainment dropped Diablo IV at the right time for me. June was a slow month, and I, consumed by a suffocating depression, found solace in the hellish world of Sanctuary. Life felt stagnant, maybe because the New York summer wastoo brutal to do anything other than hole up inside an air-conditioned room. And Diablo IV was my reprieve, a salve that let me escape the perils of my internal world and the disasters of our external one. I’ve sunk so many hours into this game, it’s almost unbelievable. (By my PS5’s estimate, it’s some 500 hours at the time of writing.) But all those hours, most of which were with my partner, were some of the most fun I’ve had despite the game’s flaws (like character growth and inventory management). Diablo IV can be occasionally monotonous. It can also be quite frustrating. However, regardless of my gripes, it was a consistently wonderful grind session to get me through the excruciating heat of the summer solstice.
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