Days Gone Is A Bland, Boring, And Buggy Blunder |TOP|
Days gone was good but if i remember right it came after alot of top quality sony titles so the okay reviews stood out more. Plus it did release buggy at the time when people were really getting fed up of the release now, patch later mentality
Days Gone is a Bland, Boring, and Buggy Blunder
Days gone is a amazing game.its one of my favorite ps4 games ever.the gameplay is fun.and the graphics is wonderful.the story is really good.i play days gone on my ps4 pro and i didn't not have no issues.days gone is a fun game.days gone is going to down in several years as a underrated classic.word up son
Days gone was an excellent game. Possibly it could have been improved with another 6 months in the oven. However if Sony aren't going to use the IP why not sell it to another Dev to create a days gone 2.
Almost every studio releases buggy games at launch these days. I never buy new release games for that reason. I'll let all the day one buyers find and complain about the bugs and let the devs fix the game before I buy it. In fact I never bought this game, per se, I got it free as a PS Plus game. It had zero bugs that I noticed, and the story and gameplay were awesome. It's become one of my favorite games. Sure, I got to the party late, but I got to enjoy it without all the bugs.
@Cloud7794 it sold over 9m copies which isn't that far off from ghost of tsushima, a supposed "very successful" game for sony. sales of days gone were solid for a new IP. sony just didn't like the negative press and metacritic score
I actually ended up loving my time with days gone, it took a few tries to get into it but once I was in, I was fully strapped in and was along for the ride, actually enjoyed the story and how long it was.
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