what I mean is both players and developers who were late (past 95 or so) to the party have very rigid stereotypes over how things are supposed to be done, and anything that doesn't fit their trope vision of a Proper Game Design is automatically wrong.
The total lack of self-awareness of someone who claims to be open-minded, but when stuff like Undertale, Labyrinth of Touhou or Generation Xth appears they refuse to play because it's "hipster crap" or "weaboo shit".
Bravo.
Getting mondblut's point about the Youtube-Whore Generation not understanding Old Greatness of RPGs and Grimoire has great ideas and clearly Cleve IS an excellent writer and game designer regards places and new mechanisms, groundbreaking ideas..
As for making those ideas work..: Cleve then why was writing on Indiegogo on doing the Thaumaturge Merge Lists and Metallurgy crap, when its not working and there are a CARTLOAD OF PROBLEMS with the game, people reported in the critical and non-critical bugs section that need fixing, but not even the manual is out, which now appears the least of the problems.
Cleve simply seems not skilled and smart enough to professionally fix things, as exceptional people do.
Cleve appears to be too old now with his mental acuity/sharpness of mind gone, Cleve appears now to fight with his hazy thinking due to onset of elderly age with its own problems, weakened with significantly reduced fighting ability ---> running around a Boss Problem and running around and unable to deal or even damage the Boss Problem.. His hopeless ongoing battle called by Young Streamites "bug fixing" is like an RPG, where Cleve has no chance to WIN.
He just appears to ram his head against a heavy door again and again without a real chance
to break through and fix his game.
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Advanced Users Only:
Here comes the most shocking realization:
Couple days ago he responded to my "bring him to court to stop this madness"-post with a LIBEL / Lawyers PM and I realized not the law-threat farce, but
the powerlessness of a Man. What one man can do, of his own power, when that man is getting old and the youthful energy is gone. But the Dream is there to be realized and frankly, anyone above 40 might start to realize this slowly until reaching 50 plus that
maybe
maybe
the Life's Dream... the Magnum Opus is unrealizable?
Cannot be done? After all this. After all we have seen. One man's life has its limits. And those limits get more numerous and more nagging as the years go by.
So at that point the only thing, this shocking realization of one man's powerlessness in this world hit me, as if gallons of cold water was poured over my head:
i felt compassion for Cleve.
Nothing else, but painful, hurting compassion.
And it stopped me in my tracks. Because understanding another has the greatest power in life.
Everybody has vices, narcissism, annoying way of dealing with customers, rigid world views, many faults that are easily seen by others and when the bar is set too high for only one man:
probably evident hopelessness. (Besides the exciting scandal and drama we all love so much, this forum being proof.)
But the realization struck and it didn't change at all. Since being in a remotely similar situation
All I could feel towards Cleve was
c o m p a s s i o n
a strong feeling of sympathy and sadness for the suffering or bad luck of others and a wish to help them. 
The mechanic of needing co-operating parties to solve some of the puzzles was just so cool. In the end of course, the balance was well broken, I guess that is inevitable, but at the start, (Gralls Wizards aside) it was perfect, and that starting town alone is as big or bigger, than many entire games are now.
