I know I’m a Witcher fanboi but seriously, the moment I did the Crone’s storyline, seeing what are implied to be the orphan’s legs hanging out of one of the witch’s apron pockets and realising my choice had killed that little kid, even though I saved the village, made my jaw drop in appreciation. I was like, wow, this game isn’t fucking around, these choices have “real” consequences, I actually altered the world.
Similarly, I saved an elf from being killed in her hut by racists on my first playthrough but on my New Game+ I saw it happening at a distance and thought, I’ll head to the hut and trigger that mission another time, I need to do this and that first. Went back and the hut was a smouldering rubble, bloodstains everywhere. Only then realised these random encounters happen just by you witnessing them and not by you crossing some invisible checkpoint a la GTA. Felt ridiculously guilty but also, admiration again. Like, I’d prioritized “myself” over helping somebody and it cost them big time. Phenomenal stuff.