[b]Where is this game?[/b] In 2002, I got to play Halo; Combat Evolved for the first time, and I was in love. It was a bright and vibrant and colorful world unlike anything I had ever seen. It had enemies that made you cringe when they looked at you funny and you knew they were going to be a problem, and it had a moving and sweeping orchestral background that fueled each moment of game play with an energy unlike anything else I'd ever felt. I'd played video games before that one, sure. Ratchet and Clank, SW Battlefront, but never had I seen anything like Halo... A few years later, and I'm playing Halo 2, and I've found myself in love with a franchise, and to this day, the one song I can listen to on end for hours without getting bored is that electric guitar hammering out those key notes in that grand old theme that Marty O'Donnel and Michael Salvatori made. Then , along came the third installment in their franchise, and by this time I was already head-over-heels for their franchise. The story, the characters, everything and everyone was compelling and real to me and I loved every repeated cut scene in spite of knowing the story by heart. I could say every line in synchronization and yet it was still new to me. So needless to say, my excitement had hit an all-time high as I finally beat Halo 3 on Legendary, no skulls on mind you, but still it was... safe to say, Legendary. Then Bungie gave us a few more pieces of lore-rich and incredibly entertaining nuggets for the Halo Universe before entrusting it to the traitorous sell-outs that became 343 not unlike their namesake. Halo, in my eyes, is dead. The last one in that legacy is Reach, and even then, it's a strenuous pull because it doesn't line up with the pre-approved set-up by Bungie in the novels. I'm among the people who felt 343 really lost their chance at proving themselves when they woke the Chief up long before he was even needed. Especially when they had any other point in the Halo Universe to create a new story, a new stamp on the timeline... the unification of the Covenant, the creation of the UNSC, the Insurgency and the usage of the SPARTAN II's by the UNSC to combat them. Hell, even going back and doing something in regards to Orion, or TREBUCHET would have been great, but they failed to take that into account and brought back our war-torn and battle-weary hero long before he should have been used. Then, a light appeared for me, Bungie at the end of a long, dark, and damp tunnel, and even more incredible, a game they were advertising as being a revolution in the industry. This was from the same studio who first brought us a limited load-out, and who revolutionized the FPS genre of gaming forever. They were advertising not an idea, but a revolution, a game that would introduce a new and gigantic world on a scale unrivaled by anything or anyone else. They promised us locations from around not only the world, but also the Solar System, and even greater, they were offering a gateway into a fantastic and inspired future with a timeline that would take ten years. So I thought to myself," [i]This is Bungie, these are the guys who made a universe that carried me through my childhood and early teenage years. I want to be there with them for this new game too.[/i]" Two years whipped by and I kept an ear to the tracks the entirety of the time, doing my finest to try and perceive what was in the works. Stories and rumors of incredible adventure and battles began to leak out of the golden goblet that Destiny now held, and I could only look on in wonder at what I thought I was seeing. I was simply stuck though imagining how great this brand new game could be, or rather [i]would[/i] be. I'd seen ambitious before, and I'd seen big. I heard they were going even further, and that they were going even farther, so then I thought, [i]could it be, that this will be the game I've been looking for[/i]? An idea formed in my mind, of a universe like Halo, but with each map being something to the same scale and size as Bethesda's own Elder Scrolls game: Skyrim. Enemies looming in the shadows of giant Redwood Trees, and firey sunsets on the shores of Venus. Then a live trailer came out and I couldn't help but look on and have even further things be made manifest in my mind. Planets reimagined and given a feel unlike anything else. The giant sandy deserts of Mars, and the road up Olympus Mons. The sudden revelation of spacecraft also being customizable brought me to think that perhaps they were going to give us a true space combat game alongside this brilliant new gem they were holding and by now I was thoroughly thrilled and excited. Then the game came out and a week later I was putting into my room-mate's PS4 to try it out, and immediately upon finally getting my ship, I realized something was horribly horribly wrong. I found myself at the tower, and there was a lack of life, a lack of mobility, no way to explore. Perhaps this wasn't the actual matter? I went to orbit and looked on in horror as I found that my ship was nothing more than a loading screen as I departed for the Cosmodrome to do a few patrol missions, and further my horror compounded as I noted the players lining to take a shot at a loot cave, and the endless grinding now obvious in the area. This is when the entire experience began to fall apart. I went online to see if what I was getting from it was what I thought, and indeed, everywhere i looked, the writing was on the wall, I had been cheated. DLC-this and DLC-that. There was a substantial lack of game, and in the week following, as I did my best to make my way through the game, never playing it easy, always going full-on hard as could be, and I found myself no longer fearing the enemies, simply growing annoyed with them. No longer was there utter fear in the sound of hearing a Hive Knight suddenly swing his sword, and the simple claustrophobia induced by the pent-in conditions of each section of the map brought me to realize I had wandered into perhaps the greatest atrocity of all, the game I had thought I loved so dearly, Destiny. Don't get me wrong, I play the game same as anyone else, but instead of playing it for hours at a time, now at level 28, I play maybe an hour or two at most once every two days. Even now I find myself wondering, [i]was that it[/i]? What happened to the forests and the cities on Earth? What of the giant sandy expanses? Now when I try to venture out over the surface of the moon, I find myself stuck looking out over an expanse I know could be made into such a well-developed world, but if I dare venture towards it, I find myself going on a "misadventure" and dying to be re-spawning back at the top of the cliff I was over a moment before. This isn't a world anymore, it isn't an immersive new gaming experience that is revolutionizing the gaming industry, and it really isn't all that impressive. It's a disaster. It's a limit on everything you said you weren't going to limit. This isn't even a matter of a developed game already being built or not, because honestly, I can explore more in Kerbal Space Program than I ever could in Destiny. Oh, Destiny has guns and powersuits? Well, lemme just go pay a modder to do the same to KSP. Now, this isn't an advertisement for KSP, it hardly is what I'd go to for an online FPS RPG, but when I feel that I can explore more in a game not even built to really have a story, and when I feel I can sympathize with little green-men that quite frankly can't even be considered a main character at all, and all this comes in over a game from a pedigree in story--telling and character development like Bungie, and suddenly I'm left questioning," wait, what just happened?" Here's where I come to my conclusion, Bungie sold-out. Not Bungie proper, but rather, what has been left of Bungie since they left the Halo franchise. They lost their best story-writer, they lost one of their two best composers, and that's the just the tip of the iceberg. I'm certain the further we look, the more we'd see Bungie losing the muscle it had gained in making Halo, only to gain the fat haunches of a cow lead to the slaughter by perhaps one of the biggest offenders in gaming culture today, Activision. The promoters of games with little to no inspiration, a lackluster plot, and barely considered lore. Sure, they've had a few great turds, but that still doesn't change what they are, turds. So now i'm left wondering, is Destiny the tolling of the bells for an era in entertainment? Is it the deep and groaning wail of a dirge as it floats down the long funeral procession that is modern gaming? When a company can quite literally sell simply by over-hyping their game and waving around a sales report, what does this mean? It means that I'm ashamed, as should every other gamer in the world be ashamed, because we've simply slammed the last nail into the coffin. With the arrival of Destiny, we see a game, that promised to be incredible, to be breathtaking and spectacular, to be utter garbage and nothing out of the norm for what it is. A cheap, over-rated, and hardly developed game like every other one out there. Simply because people play it doesn't make it good, they just have nothing else to do with their time, and for those of you with the gall to protect an atrocity like Destiny, answer me this: do you see limits in the game? If you answered yes, then you're no longer capable of defending Destiny. It promised to be a game without limits, and while I understand that realistically there have to be limits, it is just a game after all, it (Destiny) plays out more like a glorified PvP game with a PvE grinding option than an FPRPG.