In ages long past, during the time of the previous Consoles, I made a journey down to ye olde Rental Shop, and saw a funny little game called 'Morrowind'. A comrade of mine did mention this before, and thus my curiosity was piqued. Take it home, I did, and an attempt to play it was made... with disastrous results. Lack of direction only lead to fruitless frustration, confusing difficulty scaling and overwhelming inventories compounded to make a confounding game that was utterly unenjoyable.
But, after seeking council with my comrade, direction, and purpose was found, where none was before. A second attempt was launched, and Morrowind was once again called forth. The knowledge of one's purpose immediately opened my perception to the possibilities, leading from one misadventure to another, and much merriment followed. Many a tenday was spent enjoying the magical wonders of that land.
When the great Oblivion was called forth, equipped with time, age and experience with it's predecessor, I boldly marched forward, unafraid of the unknown, and carved my was through it's depths. Adventures of epic proportions, and those less so, were had, and much time was lost in the quest to find and learn all that could be.
And now, once again the call has been made; Skyrim! A new land, a new quest, new possibilities! Mine heartstrings do quiver in anticipation, for the Gods must surely have their eye on this place, for the Dragon's have arisen, threatening all who live! There must be one who would rise up to answer this challenge, and vanquish the evil that doth taint the fair lands of Skyrim!
Tl;dr
I played Morrowind, had no idea what to do, didn't like it. After a bit of badgering from a friend, I tried again, and realised how kickass it was. Oblivion, I knew what I could do, and thoroughly enjoyed it, logging in hundreds of hours across multiple characters. Skyrim, I intend to do just that and more.