It looks like you're referencing a specific, perhaps fictional or misremembered, title: – which brings to mind a remixed, chopped, and screwed version of the classic game, or a fan-edit where the soundtrack is the main character.
The world warped .
Lara stepped outside. The manor grounds were gone. Instead, she stood at the base of St. Francis’ Folly, but the tower was inverted, hanging from a sky the color of burnt orange vinyl. The puzzle levers were replaced with crossfaders. The pool at the bottom was filled not with water, but with deep, viscous bass. Tomb Raider Game Of The Year Edition -Mr DJ Rep...
"End of the mixtape," he hissed, sliding a crossfader. The floor vanished. Lara fell into a vortex of all her past selves—the blocky PS1 Lara, the curvaceous angelina, the gritty survivor, the unified Lara. They were all screaming, spinning on a giant, invisible platter.
She remembered the rain in Peru. The cold, sharp bite of the mountain air as she shimmied across the ice-slicked ledge. But then, a skip. A scratch. Like a vinyl record jumping a groove. It looks like you're referencing a specific, perhaps
She found him in the final chamber of the Great Pyramid. Not a pyramid of stone, but a pyramid of vinyl crates. Mr. DJ Rep was a gaunt man with glowing red eyes, his hands dancing across a mixer the size of a car.
Let’s run with that. Here is a story about that strange, lost edition. The manor grounds were gone
On the floor, a Maxell cassette tape labeled in Sharpie: "Tomb Raider GOTY – Mr DJ Rep Remix (Unfinished)."
She ripped the main output cable from her own spine.