my favourite thing about slay the princess is that you’re canonically some giant, bird-like monstrosity, like an actual abomination perfectly suited for cosmic horror, and yet the princess is so good at making you feel small and pathetic that you regularly get your ass kicked, back broken, heart stabbed, molecules and atoms ripped apart, etc. like imagine if an eldritch beast was a loser. and believed it was handsome. and liked to preen. and also had no idea how enormous or terrifying it was, like a dire wolf that thinks it’s a lap dog. that’s it, that’s the game