The Nintendo 64 was one of my first video game consoles ever. I begged and pleaded with my parents to buy me one and have since fallen in love with every single game my parents bought for it. But not a single game I played on it could compare to The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. It was a game about good and evil, about a hero prevailing against all odds, and at such a young age, playing it was my first and only chance to feel like a hero. But as I grew older and matured, so did my taste in video games. Continue reading