"Dad, you're alive?" Sarah asked, looking at him with shock and distrust. "How?"

Garrus and Tali said, "What?"

"How are you alive?" Sarah asked.

John Shepard laughed, and said, "Technically, I am not. It is a long story."

"What the fuck are you talking about, Dad?"

"Is that any way to talk to your father?" he asked with a small smirk on his face.

"I don't have time for this. Give me some answers, now."

"Always impatient." he said, chuckling, "But I cannot discuss it with others around. You should return them to the Normandy, then we can go elsewhere and you will have your answers."

"I can't do that." Sarah said, "I need to go to the Citadel to find intelligence so that I can rescue someone."

"The Catalyst will not speak. Going to the Citadel will bring you no closer to finding Miranda."

"How do you know all this, if you've been dead for more than ten years?"

"Like I said, it is a long story. But, what matters is that I can teach you skills that will make victory less difficult."

"What about Miranda?"

"They will make so that you can save her. And, if not, my allies and I will find a way to return her again."

"If that was you, what the fuck have you become?" Sarah asked.

He laughed, and said, "Language, Sarah."

"Answer the question."

"In due time."

"Why do you have to be so evasive?"

"Because, your allies have not been permitted to hear the answers."

"How can I trust you? I've thought you were dead for so long, and now you show up and tell me that I have to abandon my team so that you can teach me stuff."
"I understand your lack of trust, but you must take my word, Sarah. I will explain everything while we travel to your training location. I promise you, this will help you save Miranda. That, and make it easier to end the cycles."

Sarah sighed, then said, "Fine, but you better give me some answers."

"I will." he replied, "But first you need get your crew to the Normandy."

"They can handle themselves. What I need is to learn what you want to teach me, so that I can save Miri."

"You were always taught to put the needs of the many above your own, Sarah."

"I know my team, dad. They can handle themselves."

"Fair enough. The others want you to be at the training location soon."

"Where is that?"

"Quit being so impatient. You'll learn when we get there."

"Fine." she said, "How do we get there."
"This way." John said, a black sphere forming in the center of the room.

Tali stepped towards it, but John said, "Stay away from it! You are not welcome on its other side."

"What?" Sarah said.

"My allies have defended their secrets for an incredibly long time. They will kill to protect them."

"And they won't kill me because..."
"Because, it was our leader's command that you be trained."

"Figures. Why is it that everyone wants to use my skills for their own advantage?"

"It is not your skills that he wants. If he wanted someone with those, he could find a hundred in less than half an hour."

"Fine." Sarah said, "Let's go. Whatever this training of yours is, I'd like to just get it out of the way asap so I can go back to looking for Miranda."

"Then go through the portal."

"Why does it always have to be this complicated?" Garrus asked.

"Because," John said, "it wouldn't be fun if it were simple."

"Try cleaning up Omega." Garrus said, "Fighting those mercs can be fun."

"That is fucked up." John replied.

"Give Garrus a break." Sarah said, as she walked towards the portal.

"Who's going to be in charge while you're gone, Shepard?"
"You can take command if you want, Garrus. Otherwise Jack can handle it. And Garrus, make sure that if you do take command to talk to everyone, and help them with their problems. It's the best way to ensure no casualties in the Omega 4 operation."

"You'll be back before that." he replied.

"We don't know that. Garrus. If I'm not back, go through. Also make sure that you have the ship completely upgraded. Ask everyone you recruit if they have any way to improve the ship, and use whatever it is. Also, don't ask why I'm saying this, but if you encounter a geth who helps you out, be nice to it. That's an order."

"Uh, okay." Garrus said, "I'm guessing you met this geth last time?"

"Of course." she replied. "Still haven't remembered, Garrus?"

"Apparently." he replied.

"Right." she said typing into her omni-tool. "There, now you can access the credits and minerals I set aside for the mission."
"Got it." he replied, "You should probably go and work on whatever it is that you need to learn."

"True." she replied, stepping through the portal.

-=0=-

Miranda looked around, as she struggled against the bonds. Her guard said, "There's no point in struggling, Ms. Lawson."

"Why don't you let me out of these damn things, then?"

"Can't do that. Boss would have me killed."

"And who would this boss of yours be?"

"You're asking too many questions." the woman said, jamming her foot into Miranda's abdomen, right where she'd been hit with a round just before going to work on Project Lazarus.

The former Cerberus Operative winced in pain, and said, "Try doing that where I can actually defend myself, bitch."

"Isn't that what most of your allies called you, Lawson?"

"I was a bitch, but you are messing with the wrong person."
"I don't care." she replied, slamming Miranda's head into the ground. "It's bitches like you that forced me into this line of work."

"Why is that?"

"A debt because I thought I'd protect someone from getting raped. Then, when I got into this group that pays enough credits for me to afford to pay it off, I get stuck. Because they kill anyone who quits."

"How is that my fault?"
"Not your fault personally. But, since then I've grown to hate everyone like you. I had a lot of plans that I had to sacrifice because of that. But, that isn't what's important right now."

"And what is important?"

"That I get to enjoy torturing you until the next guard's shift."

"You're making a powerful enemy."

"I don't care about the fact that you're fucking Commander Shepard. She was already killed once, she can die again."

"If all killing her did was piss her off, do you really want to try and kill her again? She could tear you apart with her bare bloody hands."

"I'm not afraid of her." the woman replied, roundhouse kicking Miranda. "I've killed a couple of N7's in my career. Another won't be too hard."

"Shepard's much better than an N7."

"Shut up." The woman said, punching Miranda.

-=0=-

Sarah looked around, and saw a plain white room. "This is the special place that people will kill to hide? An empty room?"

No." a man with greying hair said.

"Who the hell are you?"

"One of your father's allies."

"Where is he?"

"Right here." John said stepping in through a portal. "Bryce, what are you doing here? And, why the isolation chamber?"

Bryce looked around, and said, "Just to be sure that no one attacks Sarah."
"Only my closest friends get to call me Sarah. You can call me Shepard or Commander."

"I will call you Sarah, so that you aren't confused with John." he replied.

"You can call him John, and me Shepard." she replied.

"Relax." John said, "Bryce is a friend."

"People have to earn the right to refer to me by my first name. Being seen as too casual ruins what I've been trying to make everyone see me as."

"And what would that be?" Bryce asked, "Share the details, and I'll call you whatever you want."

"Surely you know about what happened on Mindoir. How the batarians were murdering, raping, and then putting control chips into the skulls of the few who were still alive. So, I've been working on making the galaxy see me as more than just a human. I've been working to become a symbol in the eyes of anyone out there who would do the rest of humanity harm. That, if you fuck with us, if you expose us to the absolute worst parts of your nature. If you try to end us, you will just have created the instrument of your own destruction. I've been working to become a legend that anyone who would think of trying to fuck with humanity, they'll think of me for just a second, and they will walk away. Because the thought of me coming after them is so terrifying that they won't do it."

"Then it's a good thing that John brought you here, Shepard." Bryce replied, "Once you have learned the arts of the Lucis Entia you will possess the power to kill a reaper on foot, without a single firearm."

"The what?" Sarah asked.

"We have been referred to as Beings of Light by some." Bryce said, "Particularly that volus who keeps searching for our supposedly lost crypts. And he will keep looking forever, since they are in another cluster."

"What are you?"
"It is complicated."

"I was promised answers."

"You should probably sit down."

"I can take anything standing."

"Very well." Bryce said. "We are a group formed of people who have lost their lives."

"Riiiight." Sarah said.

"When you die, if you happen to do a very specific set of tasks you will become one of us. Our King was the first one to do them, and it was he who began training others to become as we are."
"What if you don't go through the tasks?"
"Then you will wander through a land like this for eternity. It is what most who die experience. Until they cease to be entirely."

"You really expect me to believe that ghosts exist?"

"We are not ghosts." John said, "We are as alive as anyone in the galaxy. We are; however, different from what we were in our first lives."

"How so?"

"We possess new... abilities." Bryce said.

"What kind?"

"Various. We can breath in vacuum, under water, withstand heat that would kill any normal person, survive blows that would normally kill. And, those are only the abilities which improve our survivability. There is also a control of dark energy beyond simply creating mass effect fields. The odds are that if you can imagine it, you can do it with the skills we will teach you."

"You're going to turn me into one of you. Make so I'm no longer a human? No thanks."

"You will still be human. You see, you are an oddity. You are already partially one of us."

"What?"
"When you first died," John said, "We offered you the chance to become one of us. You took a while to make your decision, but in the end agreed. You were a ways through the transition when your body was restored to life. So, we locked away your memories of what comes after the end."

"To keep your existence a secret." Sarah said, "But why?"

"We once did not hide ourselves from those who have not yet passed on, and it resulted in the Leviathans creating the plan for synthesis. But, in their experience they found that it would take the power of one who is both a regular person, and a Lucis Entia."

"I knew it!" Sarah said, "Those fuckers are working with the Catalyst."

"Indeed." Bryce said. "But, what matters is that you never give in and cause synthesis. For if you do, it will be the end of the Lucis Entia. And of free will."

"What do you mean? Why would it destroy you?"

"The energy it releases would affect us. It would distort us. And, we would die from those distortions."
"What do the Leviathans have against you?"

"We believe that freedom is the right of all sentient beings," John said, "and their control denies others that right."

"So why don't they just control you so you no longer defy them?"

"Because they cannot. Our minds are immune to their domination. So, their only option to handle us is to end our very existence." Bryce replied.

"So, when do I meet this King of yours?"
"Not for a while." John said. "First, we must unlock the memories that were sealed. It will speed up the process of training you. Come this way."

"I still have a question. How did you restore Miranda from before the Suicide Mission?"

"It would be better if your memories are restored first." Bryce said.

"Why?"
"There are certain details which will explain the situation."
"Are you always this evasive?"
"Yes." John replied, opening a door.

"Great." she said, "How long will this process take?"

"An hour, maybe two." Bryce said, "Then we'll explain everything."

-=0=-

Sarah lay down on a slab, and John said, "You will be unconscious for the duration of the operation. If you see anything that seems like it couldn't be real, it probably is real. A side-effect of what these gentlemen will be doing." pointing at a pair of men in white armor.

"What are you talking about?"

"You'll see while you're under."

"Care to be a little bit less vague, dad?"

"Fine. You may encounter alternate realities, and encounter other Commander Shepards. Including your sisters from alternate realities where things went differently. Or entirely different universes."

"How would they make contact if they aren't going through the same thing?"

"It is rather complicated. It involves your mind traveling through alternate dimensions and approaching theirs due to familiarity of experience. Particularly those who share key personality traits."

"Such as?"

"You'll see if you make contact. It varies from instance to instance."

"Makes sense." she replied, "Let's get this over with."

John nodded, and said to a couple of others, dressed in white armor, "Begin."

They nodded, and Sarah felt a fog engulf her mind.

-=0=-

She opened her eyes, and saw herself in a large hotel room. She examined it for a moment, before she heard someone say, "Sarah, how'd you get back alive?"

She turned to her side, and saw a woman with long red hair, and replied, "I'd ask the same, Jessica."

"What are you talking about? Last time I checked you and Cynthia died on Mindoir when those fucking batarians attacked."

"That's what happened to you because you tried to help people instead of just hiding."

"I hid, and saw everyone die. What are you talking about, Sarah?"
"Oh right. Dad said this might happen..." Sarah said, looking around. "Forget what I said about that stuff. How are you, Jessica?"
"I'm doing well. Turns out I was wrong, and Miranda is still alive. Actually, you're gonna think I'm crazy for saying this, but we just got back from going through the Omega 4 Relay and killing off the Collectors."

"I've heard crazier stories. Learn anything about them on the mission?"

"They were actually protheans repurposed by the reapers."

"Weird. What are the reapers?"

"Giant alien ships that look like they're squid. The group that almost wiped out the protheans."

"Almost?"

"We've found a few living protheans in cryostasis vaults."
"Anyways, you said something about Miranda?"

"Oh yeah, turns out she's fine. She managed to escape her father alive. I met up with her again a couple of years ago while trying to prove that a turian Spectre named Saren had gone rogue."

"Where?" Sarah asked, not remembering seeing Miranda at all during her hunt for Saren either time.

"After helping a quarian survive a couple of assassins' attempt to kill her. Oh, and the best part is I'm a Spectre now."

Sarah laughed, and said, "Congrats, Jessica. What have you done as a Spectre?"
"Saved all life in the galaxy from getting turned into reapers. And a bunch of less impressive shit."

"Beat the reapers?"
"Just kept them from coming out through the Citadel, which is actually a relay. Anyways, you done anything yourself?"
"Not much. Just the same stuff as you. Promise to not tell anyone if I share the details with you?"

"Sure."
"Well, according to dad, this is probably something like inter-dimensional communication caused by space magic and shit."

"Figures. Thought you were acting weird, and looked way older than Sarah did when she died. For me anyways. In your version of reality, did I ever meet Miranda?"

"I'm guessing you're talking about Miranda Lawson, and no. We were colonists on Mindoir, never been to earth, and you died when the batarians attacked. Insisted on helping people even though the batarians were everywhere. You were killed by two rounds to the back of the head."

"Ouch. And I'm guessing you did the badass shit I did in my reality?"
"I was the Sole Survivor of Akuze, what about you?"

"Hero of the Blitz, Sole Survivor of Akuze, and Butcher of Torfan."
"I'm guessing the timeline in your reality is a bit different than in mine. Because where I come from, there is no way you could have done all three."
"Figures." Jessica said, then asked, "Do you know about the whole Butcher thing that comes from failed Indoctrination?"

"No. I didn't think that Indoctrination could fail."

"Yeah, you might want to keep an eye out for it."

"Why are you so calm about this? And just accepting it?"
"After you've seen what I have, you'll be pretty quick to believe crazy shit. Also, I'm never going to talk about this again.""

"True. How'd the Collector op go?"

"Went in, rescued the colonists from Horizon they'd taken, and killed every last one of them without a single casualty."

Sarah laughed, and said, "You did better than I did my first time. When I did, Miri fell to her death after taking out the human reaper."

"You're joking right? You didn't actually let her die, did you?"
"I didn't let her die. I was a fraction of a second too slow to catch her. Hopefully this second time things will go better. I'd rather not have to do it a third time."

"What are you talking about?"
"We used a device called the Crucible which we thought would stop the reapers, but it ended up sending me in the past. My more scientifically inclined teammates say it's something like the dark energy release caused a space time distortion that sent my consciousness way into the past. Feros to be exact."

"Interesting." Jessica said, "How's your Miranda doing this time?"

"Not well. This time she was kidnapped, probably by order of the Leviathans."

"Those giant space squids with mind control power that the reapers were created to take care of?"

"According to them, they made the reapers."

"I suppose that different realities would have different histories. In mine those damn things were made to handle the Leviathans which the reapers' creators also made."

"Yeah. So, kill any reapers on foot?"

"Yeah. That human one the Collectors were making."

"Good. Anyways, since I don't know how long until I'm going to leave this damn thing, I'll give you a couple of tips from when I fought the reapers the first time. They're going to hit batarian space first, so be sure to tip the Council onto that. Also, at least for me they hit earth pretty early in the invasion."

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind. Anything else?"

"Not really. Make sure you don't get shot by a reaper's main weapon. It hurts like a bitch."

"I'll do what I can to avoid that. How'd you get shot by one?"
"Harbinger was blocking the path to somewhere I needed to get in order to use the Crucible, since we thought it would help us beat the reapers."

"Yeah, I was told by a second thorian that it wasn't that."

"Wait, a second thorian?"
"Yeah, met it on Illium when I was dealing with the fact that I had a Butcher in my head. Long story."

"Care to share?"

"Nah. You'd get bored. And besides, we both have better things to do than just compare experiences."

"I'm stuck in a place like this for a couple of hours. And you're probably sleeping. So, we don't have anything better to do at the moment."

Jessica shrugged, and said, "You have a point. So, is Cynthia okay in your reality?"

Sarah shook her head, and said, "Got shot at the same time your equivalent did. It's really fucking weird saying that."

"No shit. And talking to my little sister from an alternate reality where things went way differently is kinda unsettling."
"It's also kinda freaking awesome." Sarah replied.

"Yeah." Jessica said looking around the hotel room, then motioned for Sarah to follow her. The two Commanders walked out onto the balcony of the room, and as they looked at the horizon, Jessica said, "What are you? You're clearly not a regular human anymore, because that wouldn't facilitate inter-dimensional travel. The tech just isn't there yet."
"I'm not sure. According to dad and some guy called Bryce I'm a half breed between what they are and a regular human."

"And what are they?"
"They say they're Beings of Light." Sarah said, "And seeing some of the stuff they've done, I'm inclined to believe them."

"Like those things some volus is looking for the lost crypts of?"
"Yeah. Not sure if it's the same in your reality, though."

"Probably not. I have seen some crazy stuff, but that's a step too far into the direction of batshit crazy." Jessica said.

"Right." Sarah said, "What's the craziest thing you've done?"
"I think it would be the time that... where are you going?" she asked, as Sarah started to flicker.

"Must be waking up in my own place. Might talk to you again sometime in the future."

"Not likely." Jessica replied. "I hope this doesn't. It's weird talking to someone who is also the first human Spectre. Makes my head hurt."

"You're not the only one." Sarah replied, as she saw the area vanish.

-=0=-

Sarah opened her eyes, and was sitting in a small white room filled with next to nothing. There were just a couple of people armed with Hariers. The first one said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Lieutenant Commander Shepard SSV Normandy, Normandy SR2, and SSV Normandy SR2. Take your pick of ship, I've commanded a few in my time."

"Very funny." a third person said, "Next you going to tell me that you're Optimus Prime? Sarah Shepard died years before either Normandy was created."

Sarah glanced at her and asked, "Let me guess, you're Cynthia."

"Yes. And why are you claiming to be one of my dead older sisters?"

"It's complicated. Inter-dimensional mind travel and such."

"Figures." Cynthia said.

"You're really fast to accept that."

"When you see a giant flying robot come out of nowhere and then it takes down a reaper, you're pretty fucking quick to believe that."
"Don't tell me that it was Optimus Prime..." Sarah said, her voice trailing off.

"It was, why?"
"Peter Cullen or one of the other guys who did a way worse job?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Deep growling voice, or just like an ordinary dude who's voice has been autotuned a bit so that it sounds slightly synthetic?"
"Deep growling."

"Damn. Which reaper?"

"Harbinger on earth. You know too much about the reapers. What are you?"

"Like I said, inter-dimensional mind travel nonsense. Like five minutes ago I was having a chat with Jessica from yet another dimension."

"There are too many fucking dimensions." Cynthia said, shaking her head. "Why can't everything be simple?"
"Why have something be simple if it can be as needlessly complex as possible?"
"Because simplicity is nice." Cynthia said. "So, what do you need?"
"Nothing. I'm just killing time while some people reverse an operation they did to block off some of my memories. What are you up to?"
"Waiting to be sent to take out a cell of batarian terrorists. It's really fucking boring."

"They not offer much of a challenge?"
"Yeah. They barely know how to hold a rifle. So when I take a team of four of the others from the SR2, it isn't a fair fight."

"Why take four? Wouldn't two be enough?"

"Because, that way I can have my team put even more rounds into the enemy in less time. It's like Wrex said, why shoot them once when you can shoot them fourteen more times?"

"Right." Sarah said, "I was a bit distracted back when I was doing that. I was having crazy nightmares at the time."
"Little kid, dark forest?"
"That happened a couple of times. More Miranda talking to me about some really weird stuff. Especially since she was dead."

"You let her die?"
"I didn't let her die. It just sorta... happened. Anyways, I'd rather not talk about it. What was going on with that Optimus Prime thing?"
"He flew in through a green portal to get some kid out of the line of fire. Then the kid said that we're both video game characters."

"Makes sense. It could be that alternate realities are even born through someone in one reality creating a fictional universe leads to the birth of other realities. Or I could just be thinking like that because I am talking to an alternate dimension version of my sister who's apparently met Optimus Prime." Sarah said, as the room started to fade away. She sighed, and added, "Not this shit again."

"Bye!" Cynthia said, waving.

Sarah returned the wave, before the room completely vanished.

-=0=-

Sarah opened her eyes, and saw herself in a small room where a woman with blue hair was relaxing on a bunk bed. She looked up, and said, "Let me guess, you're working with Venerus."
"Who the hell is that?"
"It's a long story." she replied, "What do you want?"

"Nothing really. Could you send me back a conversation or two?"

"It would require power and information I don't have, so no. Who are you?"
"Just call me Shepard. Who are you?"

"Revan. Now do you need anything?"
"Some food would be nice."

"Well, you'll probably be best off heading to the mess hall."

"Where's that? I'm not familiar with your ship's layout."
"Ask one of the droids in the halls, they'll tell you where to find it." the woman replied, as a second walked in. She said,

"Who's this red-head?"
"Shepard." Sarah replied. "Can you tell me where the mess hall is, I'm starving."

"Uhm, what are you doing in Revan's room?"
"I was talking to one of my sisters for a while, then the room disappeared and I was in here. Hopefully this stupidity will be over soon and I can get back to learning how to stop mind controlling space squid from forcing me to kill myself in order to save my girlfriend."

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever fucking heard." Revan said, "Are the space squid controlled by a glowing eight year old?"

"Nah, the creators of. You have a game of it, don't you?"

"Yup. So, Shepard, what's your real name?"
"Shepard. Interdimensional nonsense and all that."

"Fun." Revan said, "You can go away now. I need to give this Padawan a lecture on staying out of my head."

"It isn't my fault!" she said, "I was just minding my own business, then I was being dragged in here!"
"Dad, did you do that?" Sarah asked, looking at the ceiling.

In response, John's face formed in the ceiling, and said, "Actually it was Bryce. He thought it would be funny. Seeing as Revan is in love with the other one, but still says she isn't."
"Really, even inter-dimensional bullshit entities say that?" Revan said, shaking her head.

"It's so obvious I wouldn't be surprised if people who live in other dimension that don't even know about your dimension know it." John said, with a smirk before his head disappeared.

"Where are you guys, anyway?" Sarah asked.

"Somewhere between Coruscant and Cathar." Revan replied.

"I wasn't talking to you." she replied.

John popped his head back into the roof, and said, "They're about five minutes from done. So just enjoy your chat with those two."

"Got it. Thanks for telling me how much longer until I can go back to normality."
"Relative normality." John said as his head disappeared.

Meanwhile, Revan said to the other, "Bastila, we're never talking about this ever again. It's too crazy."
"Yes." she replied, "This makes no bloody sense."

"Reality doesn't always make sense." Sarah said. "Like the fucking catalyst."

"Watch your mouth." Bastila said.

Revan said, "You did not tell Commander Fucking Shepard to watch her mouth."

"You too, Revan." Bastila said.

Sarah said, "Kid, quit being so puritanical."

"What?" Revan and Bastila asked.

"Saying from my dimension." Sarah replied, then laughed, and said, "Wow. Dad wasn't lying. You're painfully obvious."

"Not you too..." Revan replied.

"It's obvious in your body language." Sarah replied, "Though it could just be my experience as an N7 that makes it so obvious."
"Whatever. Just don't talk about it, and I won't have to cut out your larynx."
"I'd like to see you try." Sarah replied, "I've died twice, and I'm still kicking. Also, there's no shame in having a crush."
"She's a minor!" Revan said, glaring at Sarah.

"How old is she?"

"Uh," Revan said, "I don't actually know exactly."
"Then how do you know she's a minor?"
"I read her file a few months ago, and I only remember that she's a minor because I have a friend who keeps saying I'm interested in her and I keep having to bring that up."

"Well, you're pretty obvious." Sarah said, "But I'll keep my mouth shut. I know I was given a lot of trouble about Miranda before she and I came out about our relationship."

"Managed to avoid messing it up and getting with Jacob on accident?"
"It wasn't that hard. He thought I was showing interest, so I told him that I wasn't."

"Oh right. For you that's reality. I was trying to be a paragon, and it was a renegade option."

"Fair enough." Sarah replied. "Just do the renegade thing if you play through it again."

"Probably won't. I hated three so much that I'll probably never play them again."
"Alternate realities always have the possibility of not being garbage." Sarah said, "So, just act like it worked like my way did, and sent me into the past to win the next time."

"Uh, no." Revan said. "Also, you're disappearing."
"Right. Bye." Sarah said, "Probably never see you again."

-=0=-

A/N: First off keikokairi thanks for favoriting the story! Glad you enjoy it. Secondly the reason this has been taking so much longer to show up is that when I was going to start this, I got into the titanfall beta, and spent almost all my time playing it. For those who were unfortunate enough to not play it, I'll just give a brief rundown of it. It's incredibly fun and fast paced. Unreal Tournament fast or faster at times. And, your AI teammates and enemies do a bunch of stuff that makes the battlefield alive. Your movement's incredibly fast and smooth. Even on my low-end computer(though it doesn't look the greatest with literally everything on minimum. Not bad, but I'd definitely recommend a more powerful machine to run it on high-max settings.)

Titans feel big and powerful, but not indestructible or overpowered. Even when fighting pilots. In my personal experience at least half of my titan kills were on foot. Now, for the elephants in the room, Origin and the player count. In my experience origin ran totally fine while I was playing Titanfall. And, the 6v6 limit is definitely a good thing, cause more than that would just be too much shit going on at once. If it were 64v64 like battlefield 4 it would end with whichever team had players with enough strength to not have a heart attack from everything going on at one time. It would effectively cripple the experience. Even if the map size was made about fifty times bigger. Anyways, to summarize my opinion of titanfall, I fucking love it and would say that it is definitely worth the full 60 on pc or the price of picking up an xbox one to play it. This game is just that fucking good on those platforms. Don't know about 360. For the xbox one it is definitely a console seller. I wouldn't be surprised if it is called a generation defining game when the 8th gen ends. (I did play both x1 and pc versions of the game.) But, I've gone on about Titanfall long enough. The second reason it took longer is at one point I didn't know where to transition to, and I also put this through a longer editing time to make it even better. Thanks for reading and as always, please review. (Also let me know if you like the little tidbits of my thoughts on things. If it's popular, I'll do it more.)