(For clarity, I'm playing the supremely arrogantly named 'Masterpiece Edition', rather than 'RealMyst', because this is about being right about the game that came out in 1993, not one of the sad attempts to fix it in the meantime.) Who will I even be? Am I a man entirely built on a foundation of hating one game? Nrrrgghhhhh - I'm pressing Play. what if it's fine? I'm inviting a potential existential crisis that could unravel me like an old jumper.

I've just installed Myst onto my PC, on purpose.

What if I'm wrong about Myst? What if my deep-set loathing of this screensaver with levers is based on the opinions of a less advanced earlier iteration of myself? To see this content please enable targeting cookies. But, today I confront myself with an uncomfortable reality: I've not played it in a very long time. Seriously, I'm talking for 21 years professionally, and six years before that as a hobbyist hater of terrible games. I have been rude about Myst for longer than many readers will have been alive. Past Perfect is a retrospective column in which we look back into gaming history to see whether old favourites are still worth playing today.

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