I remember when I started my first RPG game on the PSX. Legend of the Dragoon, which was not that popular but still pretty interesting. I only had disc 1 and my friend said he had the other discs so once I finish I can get the other discs to continue. So I entered this amazing world, and I blended with it.
There is a feeling that fills up every RPG fan in the world. There is this moment were u sit back look at the world of the game and say "boy how different is that from this world that we live in!". The whole there is too much difference throws the person into this cyclone sucking him more and more into the game and there even times where you cant hear anyone, you are IN the game! So if finished the first disc in 2 days. But, my friend lied... the other discs are lost and not with him. I was so down, its like someone killed my replica that generated in that world... So I just kept the save and hoped I can finish this game one day. I continued playing and played all FF and got the transfer to the PS2 generation with FFX and 12. Again that feeling fills me, its really something that I cant explain! RPG fans out there, do you get what I mean?