14 years old. I discovered Diablo on my PS1. I think I found out about this game because I had already been playing Blizzard's Warcraft games, which I enjoyed so much. Glued to our 15' CRT TV in a poky little lounge. I vividly recall the late nights and early mornings over many weekends and school holidays playing this game. It was intoxicating. The visceral game-play and an atmosphere of palpable darkness had me always at the edge. The dusty town with those wary characters, and the music!!! I felt that sense of dread and yet compulsion to continue downwards towards the unknown depths below the town. Then to hear the sounds of the rattling skeletons, coming from the dark beyond my vision. The beady eyes of the creatures that seemed to crawl out from the cave walls. Always surrounded by terror and yet willing to keep fighting. I loved that game so much. My younger sisters would sometimes sit with me to watch on with beady eyes as I'd forge ahead through dark passages fending off ugly demonic creatures.