Eff. This. *FIGHT.* This is the point of the game where I stopped enjoying Kingdom Hearts 3. Data Old Man Norters is not a boss fight. Unlike the other Data Battles, where they have moves that they pull from at random (or at least it feels like such), "Master" Xehanort is a long, tedious, *PAINFUL* "game" of memory recognition that punishes you hard if you either don't react correctly or *AT ALL.* He follows a specific set order of attacks with VERY few-if at all-deviations. And when (not if) you fail to react (and immediately die), you have to start the fight all over again with the bullhockey darkball-and-laser attack and it just beats you down and *DRAINS* you of all sense of enjoyment and/or reason to live. That freaking "Yo! Reborn" attack that he starts with (EVERY TIME, might I add) was so freaking finicky. I would die to it *constantly* to elements that I swear were beyond my control. Felt like a coin toss if I could even dodge the lasers during my block animation. And when you're comparing the *opening attack* to a coin toss, you know you're in for a miserable time. Major thanks to the coworker that let me use him as a soundboard for my frustrations; I otherwise likely wouldn't have been able to kill this peckneck.
Eff. This. *FIGHT.*
This is the point of the game where I stopped enjoying Kingdom Hearts 3.
Data Old Man Norters is not a boss fight. Unlike the other Data Battles, where they have moves that they pull from at random (or at least it feels like such), "Master" Xehanort is a long, tedious, *PAINFUL* "game" of memory recognition that punishes you hard if you either don't react correctly or *AT ALL.* He follows a specific set order of attacks with VERY few-if at all-deviations. And when (not if) you fail to react (and immediately die), you have to start the fight all over again with the bullhockey darkball-and-laser attack and it just beats you down and *DRAINS* you of all sense of enjoyment and/or reason to live. That freaking "Yo! Reborn" attack that he starts with (EVERY TIME, might I add) was so freaking finicky. I would die to it *constantly* to elements that I swear were beyond my control. Felt like a coin toss if I could even dodge the lasers during my block animation. And when you're comparing the *opening attack* to a coin toss, you know you're in for a miserable time.
Major thanks to the coworker that let me use him as a soundboard for my frustrations; I otherwise likely wouldn't have been able to kill this peckneck.
Dude that was some rage and elation in that scream.