Doom
Similarly pessimistic about the future and power, 2016 shooter Doom begins in a research facility crawling with growling demons. “Rip and tear,” you’re told seconds before you wake up as the protagonist Doom Slayer, chained to a stone casket, but already prepared to bust out and crush a skull with one hand. You do that, then pick up your gun to shoot whatever else gets in your way.
Then you get on an elevator. “You must understand,” Dr. Samuel Hayden, who is responsible for the mess, tells you over voice command. “It was worth the risk.” A dead body is slumped next to you. You smash the intercom. Then “DOOM” rumbles on screen. I should get into protein shakes this year.
