KSA is dead in the water, though.

Blowing up Jeb is fun for the whole family, including Jeb.

Blowing up kittens is not fun, in any way, shape, or form, unless you’re a deranged psychopath.

No one will play such a game.

Favourite of all time?

Wing Commander (2 if I have to pick one, otherwise 1, 2, and secret missions).

Monkey Island (3 if I have to pick one, 1 to 3 otherwise).

Third is difficult, but… Disco Elysium, I guess…?

(What games I’ve spent the most time playing, though…? Definitely Crusader Kings 2 and 3, followed by Stellaris.)

You can die due to having too low morale, too.

Or killing yourself as an intimidation tactic during an interrogation, regardless of your stats.

Practically all versions of the detective are susceptible to self-inflicted demise in one shape or another.

They aren’t continents; calling them continents implies a planet, but the planet is long gone, broken apart into isolas (containing both land, including full continents, and sea) floating in the Pale, which is very much not fog.

The Pale isn’t… anything, really. A literal lack of being. Not matter, or energy, but space-time broken down into pure entropy where direction and time lose all meaning.