Crisol: A Horror FPS Inspired by Spanish Folklore

Alright, so here’s the thing. I jumped into Crisol: Theater of Idols, and wow, it’s like Bioshock had a wild fling with Resident Evil. Spanish folklore crashing the party too. Weird mix, but hey, it kinda works. I’m crawling through these busted-up streets, right? Zapping these zombie things with my blood—yeah, that’s right, my blood fits into bullets. Insane. And ducking into these shady storefronts. Why? I don’t know, but bolt cutters are apparently a survival must-have.

It’s Spain but not—it’s called Hispania. Everything’s freaky and the guns? Blew. My. Mind. You reload by bleeding. The handle on my pistol gets all prickly with needles. Delightful. Shotgun’s even freakier. Big ol’ needles sticking out, just waiting to sip on you. Yum.

You gotta balance your blood as ammo and life. Mess that up and you’re toast. Found some healing syringes—bonus! Oh, and you can suck blood from the poor chumps already laid out by these mystery baddies. Eco-friendly, maybe?

And those guns. Gilded and sassy with red highlights. They pop like a gothic parade. The world around them? Meh. Trailers showed off with flair, but the streets? Eh, felt like they missed the party memo. Where’s the pizzazz?

Don’t blink! They throw you into chaos pronto. Puppet-like freaks bumbling toward me. They topple with some well-aimed shots. Each one reacts differently after a puff of my own life-blood ammo—super satisfying. Reminds me of BioShock’s guns but in a dark, gritty kind of way. Bit of an older feel that makes you all nostalgic.

Couple of blocks in, I’m smacked with a classic locked gate puzzle. Got whacked by this monstrous thing—a cyborg? Ancient robot? Anyway, it’s huge and throws me around like a rag doll. Bolted off to a hardware store. Safe? For a sec. Grabbed bolt cutters (obviously), emptied the cash register too, for a laugh.

The beast? Not done with me. Chases me right as I step out. Duck into a fish store—ugh, the smell, seriously. Backtrack a bit, chains snipped, and I’m winding that gate open. Heart pounding, creature thundering behind me. Made it through by the skin of my teeth.

Sneaky sequences, couldn’t help but love ‘em. Tension builds, you dodge, you shoot, you weave in and out. I hope Crisol capitalizes on these moments. Blend of stealth and bang-bang really cranks the suspense.

Final thoughts? By the end, it felt like a teaser. The blood-for-bullets and those insane designs ruled, but it left me hungry for more meat—metaphorically, got plenty of blood already, thanks. Puzzles and clever gameplay bits need to break away more. I mean, it was just a slice of the game, so fingers crossed for the full buffet later. Crisol’s looking at a unique dance with survival horror, you know? Spanish twist and all. Gotta keep an eye on this one. 🌟