No other game has left me with such a profound sense of emptiness as Red Dead Redemption 2. It’s not about the graphics or technical aspects – although these elements are top-notch and perfectly enhance the experience. Ultimately, though, technical details pale in comparison to the story itself, which is the true heart of this journey.

No other story has moved me as deeply as Arthur Morgan’s tale. Throughout the game, I felt as if I wasn’t just controlling the character but merging with him, becoming him, and experiencing everything as intensely as he did. Every struggle, every choice, every doubt – they were as much mine as they were his. It’s incredible how one can feel so close to a fictional character – to bear the weight of his fate and decisions.

The creation of Arthur as a character, along with the moral choices the game presents, may seem simple, even childish at times: do we help someone, or do we walk away? Yet these moments have a deeper meaning and genuinely shape how we see Arthur, how others see him, and how we see ourselves. Every time we choose to act rightly – to "be a good person" – we’re reminded that life is full of small decisions that, over time, shape who we are.

The deepest emotions are stirred by the bond that develops between the player and the protagonist. At first, Arthur may feel like just an avatar, a tool for exploring the game’s world, but as we get to know him, we grow attached. Each decision we make on his behalf impacts not only his story but also who he becomes and how others perceive him. Perhaps many players, like myself, see a part of themselves in Arthur, making decisions on his behalf a profoundly personal experience.

It may sound strange, but the story of the van der Linde gang has had a more lasting impact on me than I ever expected. After this journey, I started seeing things in life a bit differently – noticing new aspects of human choices, their consequences, and the strength of relationships.

"You're a good man, Arthur Morgan..."