It was a long stormy night, I was the younger of all my cousins, 5 at the time. They were really bully and I was one of those cowards annoying little boys, and I had some kind of aversion to "Thriller"(yeah the MJ's vid

). I was there, alone, with them, and they were bored, so, guess what? I was their entertaiment!.
My cousin had a SNES so he turned it on and began playing Super CVIV, however they waited 'til the cinematic appeared so I could get oh-so-freaked out of the cinematic. I was. I cried like a dying cat after that, tombstone was torn apart. The music didn't help either, the first notes of Simon's theme were so misteryous, then the organ and the skeletons, I was there just crying louder and louder, my cousins laughing louder and louder, I couldn't stand it anymore, I went there and broke their snes into PIECES, I kicked it, punched it then threw it under stairs. OMG It was crazy, it was a christmas and the SNES was my cousin's christmas gift, he was SO mad. He punched my face and some of my teeth just blew out of my mouth. My uncle saw that part so he kicked that //**/*/'s ass and in exchange he gave me the broken SNES to repair it and keep it. Along with that devil game, even the name freaked me out, Castlevania. As you may now i'm colombian and the game's name is not pronounced -ca-zil-va-nee-uh- but kas-tell-buh-nee-ah (it's funny, it's just as Enric Alvarez pronounces it BTW

). Even that name freaked me out, I heard "Gimme back my Castlevania!" everytime I went to my cousin's house, it was my nightmare, the shouther that to me, with rage in his eyes, it was so devilish for my child's mind, I just had bad memories of that game, with its name, with its concept, It was my nightmare, part of my fears.
However, years passed, then I had 7, 1999, and i finally took the courage to play the game that was torturing me since 97's christmas.
I remember myself putting the cartridge, so anxious, of course I didn't let the cinematic begin, and then I saw Simon Belmont, there, facing the castle, I could feel his fear, the same I had; I just clicked with him. That Simon-vs-Castle escene was too emotional, so personal, it wasn't Simon, it was ME facing my fears, the devil's castle.
The rest is history, I played the game, never beat Dracula (until 2 years ago

) but LOVED the series, the atmosphere, my fears became my pleasure, watching those dark details, those movements, the sense of power and adventure, after putting myself into Simon's avatar I felt too much satisfacion playing the game walking through those amazing levels, I just imagined myself making that epic journey, it was my journey, I loved how the game communicated with me, its atmosphere, its music, it just clicked with my inner self.
And so it has done since then
