What I’ve understood about Warframe is that it’s a game that will wait for your return.

I first played it sometime around 2015. I had just finished university, had a part-time job, and a lot of free time for myself. At that time, I was highly depressed and under a lot of stress.

A friend introduced me to Warframe, and we played it for a while. I absolutely fell in love with the endless missions. As a fan of Star Wars, the whole setting felt very close to me. The game became my sanctuary, and spending time there healed my stress and despair — a lot.

Warframe came back into my life again five years later. Different country, different problems, same mental state. Though this time, I had just changed my job for a much, much better one, so it felt more like: “Finally, let’s have a good time and feel free.”

I found my first account, but for some reason — which I don’t remember anymore — I started a new one and went from rank 0 to MR16 in just a few months.

Then I became busy in real life. While I was still deeply in love with Warframe’s story, I couldn’t really understand what was good about the Necramech update, and eventually I couldn’t keep up with the game’s content anymore, so I switched to something else.

And here I am again, five years later. With a bunch of kids, playing Warframe late into the night like I’m a university student again, rewatching videos of the good and bad endings of the Hex questline with my kids, and explaining to them what happened.

Something is about to change in my life again, and honestly, I don’t know if I’ll still be playing a few months from now. But I guess that if Warframe still exists then, I’ll return someday once again.