A silent island, books that open onto worlds, and nobody around to explain anything to you.

On gut feeling alone, with no criterion, the community puts Myst ahead of 60% of the games. Respectable, nothing more. But the breakdown is fascinating, because it tears itself in two. On one side, rediscovery explodes: ahead of 95% of titles, on a decent number of duels. That's the game's real verdict, the one that says everything. Art style follows, ahead of 82% of games, though that one rests on few votes. On the other side, fun collapses to the floor, ahead of only 3%, and the controller-in-hand pleasure sits very low too. There's the tension: nobody dreams of booting up Myst tonight, but everyone dreams of discovering it for a second first time.

That's no accident, it's the definition of the game. You don't play Myst, you solve it. No rhythm, no instant reward, no nerve: just still images, silence, and your patience. Today's criteria, built for moment-to-moment pleasure and adrenaline, don't know what to do with an object like this, and yet the aura holds.

So who is it for? For you if you like a game that trusts you, that leaves you alone with clues and a notebook. Much less so if you want something that rewards you every five minutes.