I'MMA LAY IT OUT HARD, BRUDDA: FUCK CO-OP.
Ask yourself the honest question here my reclusive kin: when the hell did you ever go, "let's play some D:OS2 co-op" to a friend? You want to play an RPG by yourself, not being bothered by your friend always breaking your concentration or having to explain shit to them or helping them out. Oh man oh man oh man, imagine playing co-op with your girlfriend or wife (or boyfriend, I got you
Lacrymas ) and them just assaulting you nonstop with stupid fucking questions. "WHAT DOES THIS DO?" "HOW COME MY GUY IS ON FIRE?" "WHEN DO I GET PINK DRESSES?" "ARE THERE HEELS?" "HOW COME MY CHARACTER CAN'T MOVE FROM THIS BIG WEB?" "CAN WE GO EAT NOW?" Holy fuck, I would commit murder. I would become a murderer. No more Generic Giant Spider OR Tarantulos Eduardo Sanchez for the next 20 years (15 with good behavior).
Now okay, okay, I know there's some fuckface that'll read this and go "BUT I ALWAYS PLAYED CO-OP IT WAS SO FUN I LIKE TO ROLEPLAY CONVERSATIONS WITH MY BRO" but I know that's a lie you'd read somewhere like GameFAQs or Reddit. Nobody has friends and our immediate family hates us. We're losers, let us single player RPGs like the losers we are. The true RPG gamer life is one of solitude, a self imposed exile. When somebody comes near us and ask what we're doing, we minimize the screen and bring up Solitaire or a website about dragon dildos to hide our hobby. This is a one person club, hombre.