Short answer, Dungeon Master on my Amiga.
Verbose bits...I bought the game and then saw on the back of the box that it wouldn't work because I didn't have enough memory in my Amiga. I left the box on the shelf above my monitor and pulled it down almost every day for a year and looked at that screen shot (an Atari ST screenshot, grrr) on the back, the one with the dungeon corridor, ornate door and treasures, etc on the floor... salivating like it was part of a spread in Hustler.
Oh how I daydreamed about what was down that corridor! For a year!
When I finally got the memory, some weird 8 meg board with about a meg in it, DM was all I played for a long long time. It somehow exceeded my expectations. It's funny how I still remember having to be pulled away from DM for other reason I can't remember.
Great times!
Chaos was awesome too. The way it started, basically kicking my butt and leaving my screaming, bloody pulp in a corner of the dungeon somewhere, was hilarious.
I'd take one of the four wooden clubs I was carrying and just bash open doors with it.
- if life were like Dungeon Master
I'd click FIREBALL much more on New Year's Eve
- if life were like Eye of the Beholder