Okay, so here’s the deal. I just had a whirlwind of a time playing this game, “Scar-Lead Salvation” — yeah, a mouthful, I know. Imagine waking up one day — you’re Willow Martin now — and ugh, your memory’s as blank as my mind during math class. “Where am I?” “Who am I?!” Seriously, no idea why this amnesia trope always gets me. I mean, it’s not like I forgot my own grocery list, but hey, here we are.
So, once you’re in, it’s like a dance with danger — enemies popping up like they’ve got a personal vendetta. You’re handling the controls like it’s your first driving lesson: left stick, right stick, and then boom, you’re pressing all sorts of buttons. X to jump! R2 to shoot! I sometimes wonder if devs just enjoy seeing us flail around.
Anyway, amid the chaos, you’ve got this military AI buddy — think of it like that one friend who gives terrible advice but sometimes it actually works? Kinda feels like that. Frustrating but also sort of comforting, if you catch my drift.
Let’s talk gadgets. You stumble across these Micro Armory boxes — not like actual boxes you’d find under a Christmas tree, but they hold goodies like new weapons or healing items (which, let’s face it, you desperately need because those enemies don’t play nice). And then there’s this whole Exo Force thing. Super mysterious, right? Fill it up, and you’re basically supercharged. But try not to get hit, or it vanishes faster than a pizza at a party.
Also — sorry, jumping back — there’s a shop where you blow your Elm (currency, not the tree) on new skills. Or maybe a shiny new weapon because, let’s face it, the enemies don’t take a vacation. Dying? Yeah, expect to start over, but some progress sticks around. Thank god for small mercies.
Oh and trophies! Who doesn’t love a pat on the back for beating 300 enemies or dodging bullets more times than anyone should have to. There are tons of these bad boys. Like a checklist of “You Did It!”
At the end of the day — literally, it’s nighttime now and I’m writing this half asleep — Scar-Lead Salvation is out there, tempting you with its roguelite chaos. Whether it’s frustrating, fun, or both (leaning toward both for me), it’s ready for your PS5. Just, you know, don’t blame me if you find yourself shouting at the screen. I did. And now, where did I leave my remote?
P.S. Idea Factory International sent over a copy for a spin. So, take this ride for what it’s worth — which is a whole lotta fun.
