Last year, I waxed lyrical about the joy of getting an Xbox Series X. Specifically, I noted that opening a new console is the closest you can get to that Christmas-time vibe as an adult. I still stand by that statement. And over the past year, the Xbox has been a beloved companion, a way of staying in touch with friends, and keeping me going through bleak months. But… there was something missing. For a long time I wasn’t sure what that was, but now I understand — it was Halo Infinite. At this point, we probably all know the…

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