The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion Remastered

I was just 15 or 16 when I first played Oblivion. I still remember the feeling of stepping out of the prison sewers into that wide-open world—the light, the trees, the music. Back then, I had nothing but time. I’d play all day, get lost in quests, wander through Cyrodiil without a care in the world. It wasn’t just a game; it was my escape, my adventure, my second home.

Now I’m 28. Life is different. Work, responsibilities, barely a few hours to spare. But when I saw the remastered version, something inside me stirred—like an old friend calling me back. And the moment I launched it, I was 16 again.

The improved visuals are beautiful, but what really hit me was the emotion. The nostalgia. The memories. Every town, every ruin, every track on the soundtrack—it all brought me back to a simpler time, when magic felt real and the world was mine to explore. I may not have the time I used to, but even just an hour in Oblivion Remastered is enough to remind me who I was… and why I fell in love with gaming in the first place.

Thank you for bringing this back. It means more than you know. 11/10 – From a grown-up kid who never really left Cyrodiil.

It’s still Oblivion. The graphics have surpassed my wildest expectations, but it’s still Oblivion. The UI is so much cleaner, the gameplay is smoother, and the combat is more fun. But it’s still Oblivion. This is the benchmark for a remaster, and I couldn’t be happier.

Do you hear that? That’s the sound of Adoring Fans sprinting at Mach 5 toward the Imperial City. That’s the sound of Cliff Racers screaming in distant, unrelated provinces out of pure jealousy. That’s the sound of my GPU weeping, because I’m about to crank those graphics settings until the guards can see the guilt in my soul before I steal the sweetroll.

I will once again walk backwards up mountains, clip through reality with 37 paintbrushes, and become the Champion of Cyrodiil while naked and heavily diseased. I will murder Rufio for the millionth time just to hear Lucien Lachance whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I will close Oblivion gates not because I have to, but because I CAN.

Bethesda could retexture a mudcrab and I’d pay £100. But this? This is art. This is culture. This is the game that raised me, broke me, and taught me that if a man in a funny robe tells you you’re the chosen one, you just roll with it.

I’m not crying. You’re crying. Praise Talos. HAIL SITHIS. LONG LIVE CYRODIIL.

For those wondering. You do NOT need to buy the Deluxe edition to get the original dlc ( shivering isle, knights of the nine etc). Despite the borderline false advertisement shown above, the standard edition includes all the OG dlc including the original horse armour.

Despite this BS practice, the game itself is very well done. There are issues, crashes UI flaws such as the alchemy UI which i think is dumb. I do recommend it but I would wait a week or 2 for them to fix the major crashes. I mean its a 20 year old game, whats 2 more weeks.

I can’t believe I missed out on this game for almost 20 years.

Skyrim was my first open-world RPG, and for years I thought nothing could top it. I skipped Oblivion back in the day, assuming it was just a clunkier, older version of what Skyrim perfected. I was wrong.

Playing Oblivion Remastered feels like opening a time capsule and discovering a hidden gem that was years ahead of its time. The questlines are more creative and memorable, the monster variety is richer, the main story is genuinely engaging, and the world feels alive thanks to NPCs who follow schedules, show personality, and interact with each other in ways that still impress today.

Don’t get me wrong – Skyrim’s still a classic. But Oblivion Remastered made me realize that Bethesda’s golden age didn’t start in 2011… it was already in full swing in 2006. If you, like me, overlooked Oblivion for years, now’s the time. This remaster doesn’t just modernize a classic – it finally gives it the spotlight it’s always deserved.