Nothing has ever made me hate the MC of a game as much as the end of day 27.
Why didn't he Beg Muriel to interfere?
Why didn't he run forward as soon as he saw her corned, just in case, and try to catch her?
Why didn't he Order Ubel to catch her?
He just let it happen.
And if that had to happen, why not end it, that night? Why not Inform Hollow that tonight he gets to feed, and march on the Mayor and the task force, and use the Hollow to enact some kind of vengeance? If Muriel would be upset about that, why not condemn HER, for failing to help, or encouraging him to move faster so he could help? Remind her that hell already broke the rules before, and she had the choice of either breaking a rule and undoing the girl's death, or else you would let the Hollow free on the people who caused this?
When it came to his wife and kids, he wasn't there. He couldn't have done anything. But with this he was, he could have, and he failed.
But oh well, what's done is done. It's day 28 now! Let's go to a tennis lesson and maybe fuck an instagram model!
It's not just the scene that pisses me off. It's the lack of choice. VERY VERY VERY few choices in game seem to impact the plot, at all. And in a story where the MC is trying to figure his path forward in the face of impending doom, where he is the one to make the 5 ordained choices.... why do you write a game where the player has SO LITTLE choice?
Even if the intent, for the sake of true consequences, was for that scene to always play out like that, why could we not be given a choice to ATTEMPT to not be helpless or worthless as it happened, even if we were bound to fail?
Why could we not make the choice to reign ourselves in, or give into rage?
If nothing else, why couldn't we be given the choice to spend day 28 in bed, sulking, mourning, and swearing to ourselves that we would do everything to gain the power to ensure we never merely stood by, helpless, ever again?
Well, to the last one, I guess the answer is obvious. Got an instagram model to go fuck. No time to mope about standing by and doing nothing, while watching a 16 year old girl die.
How am I supposed to feel any sympathy or connection to this piece of shit?