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Get to Know About The Story About the I of It
I stumbled across The Story About the I of It a little while ago, and I have to say it’s one of those indie surprises that really sticks with you. On the surface, it looks like a minimalist puzzle-adventure, but it sneaks in these moments of genuine wonder and a touch of melancholy. You play as this curious little dot—your “I”—who’s trying to figure out what makes up the world around you, and by extension, what makes you, you. It’s not shouting this at you; it’s gently unfolding through the way each scene is laid out and how every shadow or piece of color feels purposeful.
The narrative is delightfully abstract. Instead of a straight plot with dialogue trees, you get these visual poems in motion. A glimmer of text might drift by, or a shape will morph into something unexpected, and suddenly you’re thinking about time or memory or the tiniest scales of existence. It’s the kind of game that trusts you to fill in the gaps, so your own experiences end up shaping what the story really becomes in your head.
Mechanically, the puzzles aren’t about twitch skills—they’re more like environmental riddles. You might need to align fragments of light, chase echoes through a narrow corridor, or rearrange floating platforms until they trigger some hidden pathway. There’s no pressure meter staring you down; you’re invited to wander, experiment, and even fail a few times without feeling punished. That low-stress approach really lets you savor each little “aha” moment.
By the end, you’re left feeling oddly uplifted. It isn’t shouting “big revelations!” at you with flashy cinematics, but it does plant this little seed of introspection that lingers afterward. If you’re in the mood for a game that feels more like a short meditation than an all-night marathon, The Story About the I of It is definitely worth a look. You might even catch yourself seeing everyday objects in a new light.