In the silence of my room, I find myself lost in a world where joy feels like an echo of a distant memory. As I scroll through the latest video game releases, like Donkey Kong Bananza and Edens Zero, I can't help but feel the weight of solitude pressing down on me. These games promise adventure and connection, yet here I am, trapped in my own thoughts, longing for companionship.

The vibrant worlds they create seem so alive, while my heart feels like a deserted island. Each announcement of new adventures only deepens the ache of being alone.

Will I ever find my way back to the happiness these games represent? Or will I remain a mere spectator in a world full of color, left with only shadows of what