You know what this reminds me of? Those old AOL chatroom RPGs where the dungeon master clearly had one hand on the keyboard and the other somewhere else. That's not an insult. This game knows exactly what it is.

The whole "secret technique" thing is basically a magical roofie that makes women want to fuck you. There, I said it. No dancing around it like the game does with all its progression fantasy window dressing. You and your buddy wander around this generic fantasy world, and every female character from the busty elf archer to the demon queen with physics-defying tits eventually ends up bent over something. The writing swings between surprisingly clever banter and dialogue so porn-brained it loops back around to being funny. There's this one scene with a tavern wench where the innuendo gets so thick you could spread it on toast.

The fetish stuff creeps in gradually. First it's vanilla sex scenes with decent enough descriptions, then suddenly someone's getting tied up with magical vines and you're like "oh, okay, we're doing this now." The art is... inconsistent. Some character portraits look like they took actual effort, others like someone discovered the smudge tool and went to town. But honestly? That jank adds to the charm. Like finding a stained fantasy novel in a used bookstore and realizing half the pages are stuck together.

Combat is just clicking through until you get to the next sex scene. The "progression" part of progression fantasy is mostly your dick getting bigger, I think? There's some vague cultivation system I stopped paying attention to after the third orgy. The best friend character exists solely to be a horny idiot who says things like "bro she's totally checking out your mana pool" which, sure, whatever. Not every game needs to be Disco Elysium.