Today, for real, this time, I played _transfer by by Abyssal Uncreations. Spoilers below. Whether or not they are cohesive spoilers, due to the nature of the game and my writing style, you'll have to determine for yourself.
What happens at the end of the world? Who causes it? Who is left behind, if anyone? These are all questions deliberately left vague by this game. I love it. If I still used the number system, this would be the first one to get a ten out of ten rating, and I can't exactly explain why.
-transfer is a black and white text adventure. The screen glitches and distorts, the audio has this crackling radio quality, and every conversation you have, every hint into your identity you receive, you must prompt yourself into. It costs $10 on Itch.io. Every time you open the game, you play for a few minutes, experience one of multiple paths, and then the game closes you out. Open it back up. It's worth it, I promise.
You take on the role of... an artificial intelligence? A human who managed to cross into the mainframe in a fit of desperation? Something compounding the two, or derivative thereof? There are nine total, and one rat. Some of the nine want to destroy whatever remains of humanity. Some are responsible for humanity being so close to destruction. Some are just trying to sleep. You might be one of these, or something else entirely.
You are trying to find the rat. You are trying to save the rat. You, whether you know it or not, are the rat. Or are you? Maybe you're too busy trying to stop the last lash against humanity. Maybe you're too busy finding the route with the trigger. The only hints you have are your conversation with your four-letter named companions in the dark, and the memory files those conversations unlock for you.
This is a game best experience for yourself. If you are the type to enjoy a game that isn't entirely linear, and aren't bothered by a glitching interface, themes of sex and violence, and conversations about what it means to exist, and what deserves to exist, you'll probably enjoy this.