The first time you get a blowjob from a high ranking Illuminati priestess because you picked the right dialogue option about crop circles, you realize this isn't your typical RPG Maker hentai grind. The game throws you into this weird conspiracy porn world where your dick is basically a skeleton key for social climbing. I spent way too long in the character creator, not because it's deep, but because the default face looked like a melted candle and I couldn't stop laughing.

The leveling system is where my gamification brain got all tingly. You don't just grind slimes. You grind influence. Every sex scene, every shady backroom deal, every time you nod knowingly when someone mentions lizard people, you get these little nudges toward different factions. The choices actually fork the story in ways that made me reload saves like a degenerate. There's this one scene with a goat mask and a ritual that I'm still not sure I understood, but my character definitely enjoyed it. The writing swings wildly between genuinely clever satire and "a 14 year old just discovered Dan Brown" energy, and honestly that's the charm.

What bugs me though, and I know it won't get patched because the dev seems to thrive on chaos, is the inventory system. Why does a game about secret societies need seventeen types of ceremonial daggers that all do the same thing? I kept one in my stash for an hour thinking it would unlock a special scene with the Grand Whatever, but nope. Just a dagger. Meanwhile the actual key item I needed was hidden behind a dialogue tree that required me to insult the right person's taste in wine. Classic. The sex scenes are fully explicit, lots of fluids and power dynamics that would make a HR department spontaneously combust. Some of the CGs look like they were drawn by someone who's only seen anatomy in anime, but the sheer audacity of the scenarios carries it. Getting railed by a shadowy figure in a boardroom while stock tickers flash in the background? Sure, why not.