Journey Soundtrack (Austin Wintory) - 17. Apotheosis

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Composed by Austin Wintory.
(c) 2012 Sony Computer Entertainment America LLC

Tracklist:
01. Nascence
02. The Call
03. First Confluence
04. Second Confluence
05. Threshold
06. Third Confluence
07. The Road of Trials
08. Fourth Confluence
09. Temptations
10. Descent
11. Fifth Confluence
12. Atonement
13. Final Confluence
14. The Crossing
15. Reclamation
16. Nadir
17. Apotheosis
18. I was Born for This

From Wikipedia:
Journey is a video game developed by Thatgamecompany exclusively for the PlayStation 3 and which is distributed on the PlayStation Network. The game features the player as a robed figure in a vast desert, journeying towards a mountain in the distance. Along the way the player can meet other players on the same journey; the two players can assist each other, but cannot communicate via speech or text and are not shown each others' names until after completion. The game was released on March 7, 2012 for PlayStation Plus subscribers, and was fully released on March 13. It has been met with significant critical acclaim. Journey is the last game made under a three game contract between Thatgamecompany and Sony, the first two being Flow and Flower.

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My friend you have no idea how these words touched me. People have been consistently writing some moving words for the past year of JOURNEY's release and it never ceases to leave me speechless. You have deeply affected me today.

I must say I don't think I can lay claim to your experience. At best, I created a doorway, but ultimately you walked through it. You felt what you did because it was already inside, lying dormant. I am honored to have helped in some way, but you did it all yourself.

awintory
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The only multiplayer that makes you like the person on the other side.

TheBoboni
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Journey : The first walking simulator to make me cry

kapinder
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That moment when you see another player for the first time, and you are both jumping around each other without saying a word, and you can tell they are just as happy to see you as you are happy to see them. The connection you share, together fighting and traveling along trying to stay with each other till the very end. You don't even know their name, gender, creed, religion, etc. It's just you and another random person sharing an experience you will never forget. An adventure in cyberspace, the internet, with no stats, no scores, no leaderboards, no killing, just an adventure with your and another person making your way to the top of the world. What a feeling, as tears of joy, pour down your face and you feel like you have done something so special and enjoying the music and the scenery passing by in instants, evading dangers, and the sense of joy you feel as you experience this with another human being, without even seeing their face, you know they are feeling the same sort of joy. Masterpiece.

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When I was a little red cloak, I met a stranger garbed in white. He showed me everything: the hidden places of all the glowing symbols, the most breathtaking views, how to ride the cloth fish ... and he was sooo positive the whole time. Every time I got a new glowing symbol he'd chime and run in circles around me like no one in the world could possibly be any prouder. And when we came to Apotheosis, spinning in flight around each other, finally reaching the top ... he drew a heart for me in the snow. And I chimed so excitedly, retraced his heart, ran around him as he chimed back and spun around me. Like I wanted to cry, he was the best stranger I've ever met ... I didn't want to walk through the light because I knew that would be the last time I saw the stranger. I swear, this game can end wars if it tried. I miss my companion, I don't remember his username exactly, it must've been something like M3TAL_HEAD, haha :) So wherever you are buddy, you're the best, luv ya.

mthmn
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It's not all about the destination it's all about the journey

CeeJayy_Ledesma
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I hope I hear this music when I eventually see my Dad again. I miss him.

radgegadgeinmateek
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To the first companion I've played with, we may never see each other again but know that you will always find me at the top of this mountain....

kennethfrancismapa
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I had the honor of hearing this be played live conducted by Austin Wintory himself. It was an indescribable experience. I sobbed through the whole song. This truly is one of my favorite music pieces I've ever heard.

MarissaScalero
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Hey everyone! Scrolling through the recent comments is, as ever, deeply emotional for me. I will simply never get used to these amazing things you say. Thank you again ... and again ... and again ...

I'll be posting some updates on my newest game THE BANNER SAGA on my channel this coming week. Really excited about this game :)

... and again ... and again ...


awintory
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It took 30 years but i finally played a game that made me cry.

I am so lucky the first time i played this i found someone who obviously also didn't play the game and wanted to explore. What a beautiful game.

DeathtoRaiden
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This is literally one of the most powerful games ever created, and one of, if not, THE best games ever made

lucasgellar
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"What exactly do you do in Journey, like what's it about?"
"Well, your character starts out in a desert and tries to get to a mountain, and then you find God."
"So your character is just trying to find god?"
"No. Your character is trying to get to a mountain. The player is the one who finds god."

RepublicOfAntartica
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If I could fly, this would be the song I would want playing in the background.

Meestordandan
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I wish I could forget this game just to experience it for the first time again.

ursfan
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I’m not even joking when I say this, I cry every single time I listen to this. This is easily my favorite track in any video game because the emotions that it brings are so powerful.

Callumbuddy
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The artists gave the game its beauty, but the soundtrack gave the game life. 

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A short story.

I wasn't sure who I was, or where I had come from, but I knew the Mountain, and that was my goal.

My story began as every story does; at the beginning, taking baby steps to my goal. I didn't dare venture far but, frankly, I didn't need to. At that time, the path was well laid out for me.

The first time I met The Ancient, I learned what I suspected; that the Mountain was the goal of this, my Journey.

My scarf short for now, wafted gently against my back. The Fallen Bridge stood ahead, and beyond, the Mountain loomed.
Here, I think, I began to grow up. My path lay obvious in front of me, my goal beyond.
And yet, despite this, I could explore.
Scattered about the ravine, crossed by many bridges, were fragments of fallen Guardians. Old, dying Cloth fluttered from it in the gentle wind. The smaller ones, the Fish, waited inside, and helped me along when freed. They completed the bridge for me, aided me on my Journey.

But then came the Desert.
It was a time of joy and fun.
It was a time of fear and aprehension.
What came next? Over the next dune? In the next ruin? What do I do know?
The Mountain was always there, always the goal. I would skip happily with the Cloth I came across, as Dolphins now, but also the small Fish. My Scarf grew longer, and now fluttered a distance behind me. Sometimes I found my self joyful and playful. Other times, I was terrified and small. Ocasionally, I questioned the Ancestor, even the Mountain.

I met someone in the Desert. Who it was I cannot say, but they stayed with me until the end. Until the Mountain.
Finally, across many miles of the Desert, we found the Sandstorm, a foundry for Guardians. The Ancestor met with both of us, and told more of the story of what came before.

The City lay immensely before me. This was the highlight of the Journey, the staging ground for beyond. Here the Dolphins and Fish dipped playfully into the sand. Journeying. Just as we were.
To the Mountain.
To the End.
Me and my companion had become good friends now, and we dared not stray too far from the other. Or Scarfs, longer now, flapped behind us in the rushing wind. This was the golden time of the Journey. The time when nothing was wrong, and we had everything we needed. Our path was clear. We knew what to do.

And then that ended, and all was unknown.
The Ancestor spoke more of the story, of the peace.
And of the War.

The Catacombs were always dark, and little light shone through. We found havens, and Cloth that hid. It hid from us.

It hid from Others.
Beyond was the Staging Grounds of the Guardians. They loomed, gathering dust and sand.

But not all.of them were dead.

These times were times of fear, of not knowing what would happen. The Journey might have failed, for we would be trapped.
But there was still hope.

The Temple saved us from the monsters behind. The Temple harbored our light, and protected it. We were safe there, with its aid.

The Temple filled, first with the Light, then with the Cloth. Fish, Dolphins, Jellyfish, a Whale, all there, safe in the Temple. Finally, we reached the top.

We learned that the future was already history.
And that our Journey wasn't done.

Great hardship was felt on the Mountain. The wind whipped, tearing our cloth, and the cold sapped our light. Many times, we had to huddle together to survive. Graves littered the slopes.
Many other creatures were there. On the way to end their Journey.
Too many never made it.

The Mountains cold was unrelenting, and many froze in the ascent.

Still others were cast down.
Guardians patrolled the slopes, tearing apart those they found.

The climb was hard. Many times, we were frozen, attacked, and had to hide in holes, or were simply blown away.
But the Summit, oh, the Summit, the Journeys End, was to important.

The storm blew everything away; Guardians, the Cloths. Only we were left going.
We kept going
And we kept going
And we kept going
Until we weren't.

We fell into the snow. We were frozen through. We could barely move. We expected to die.

The Ancestors stood about us, watching us. They lent us what light they had.

And we flew.
Past the storms, past the cold, past the machines that sought to consume us.
We flew for the Summit.

And then we were there.

What a glorious place it was! Shining with warmth and light, overflowing with energy and life. We continued up.
And we were there.
We were at the he Mountains peak.
We did not stop.
Our destination is beyond
Was beyond.
Is here.
We were here, at the End.
And then we weren't anywhere.


Rushing, rushing, rushing. Great wind all about.
The Mountain behind, behind, behind. Going away.
The Journey in reverse. Down the Mountain, the Temple, the City, the Desert, the Bridge. The sand littered with graves. Mine wasn't there. Mine was on the Mountain.
From the End to the Beginning. The reverse of all stories. Yours, mine, the worlds. Beginning to End, and back again.
Almost there, almost. No memory, only purpose, only will.

The Journey lay ahead.



I wasn't sure who I was, or where I had come from, but I knew the Mountain, and that was my goal.

dudeman
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Cried so hard at this part that I had to stop the video twice and all I could think was,  "You did it little guy! You made it!" :, )

JessFromMead
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Not religious, but if there is a heaven i would imagine this is what it sounds like.

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