Death and its consequences feel integral to the very nature of XCOM (and X-COM).
I suspect, in fact, that many of you are like me. That's because there have been several new campaigns, and that's because I'm an idiot who can't resist the lure of an Ironman mode, while secretly hating the reality of an Ironman mode. It's good to be back, fighting against the faux-benevolent burger-making overlords of future Earth, but I haven't actually made a great deal of progress in my new campaign. As predicted, I spent most of the weekend playing XCOM 2: War of the Chosen.
