The Last Array is My First Memory

Destiny turned 6 years old on Wednesday. In a kinder timeline (presumably free of Vex influence or interference), this would have been an article about the upcoming Beyond Light expansion, about the hype of entering the 7th year of a franchise that I’ve written about time and time again.

Unfortunately, my Titan will not get to become a Behemoth until November and I find that my playtime is dwindling as the days progress with less reasons to do the myriad of things that the game has offered. My love for the franchise is very much eternal, but it’s gotten to the point where I spent the third day of an unexpected (to me at least) three day weekend going on an adventure to an abandoned cement factory instead of shooting aliens in the face for several hours.

That being said, even after watching the best single episode of anime in 2020 and in the midst of amateur urban exploration (where a mysterious tower loomed menacingly in the distance, and you’d really think I’d spend more thinking about Slay the Spire) I couldn’t help but drift towards Destiny and the first days of my life many moons ago, which is to say… The Last Array is My First Memory According to the PSN’s trophy system, I started playing the game at the tail end of the month. I had just moved back to St. Louis and lost my power cord. So, as I waited for a new to be delivered, I carefully avoided spoilers and coverage wanting to experience my first first person shooter …