I have very fond memories of Black and White. I don't think I was even ten years old when I first got hold of it, but I remember owning the white cover instead of the black one: an intentional choice because I was, of course, a good kid. But then, I became a god. Initially, I chose to be the Cow, a generally benevolent creature that's somewhat of an all-rounder. But I got tired of being the good guy: tired of my Cow consistently eating everything when I wasn't looking. No, I wanted to be something mighty: something with bite. I transitioned into my #TigerEra, embracing the chaos and trading out my brains for pure brawn. Did I have a clue what I was doing? Absolutely not. But God (or Cow) knows I was having fun.Read the full story on PCGamesN: Peter Molyneux's Masters of Albion feels like the long-overdue rebirth of god games