The first thing that hits you is the art. It's got this raw, unpolished look, like someone's personal sketchbook that got a little too ambitious. Alessandra, the captain, has these absolutely massive tits that the game's camera is just obsessed with. There's a CG scene early on where she's sneaking through the forest and her chest is practically a separate character, defying all known laws of physics and fabric. I spent a solid minute just staring at the way her armor was struggling, a detail so lovingly rendered it made me forget the janky walk cycle for a second.

The game is a weird mashup of a visual novel and a minigame about hiding from werewolves. You're supposed to be finding a portal, but that plot is thinner than the elf's excuse for being naked in the woods. Yes, there's an elf. The encounter is abrupt and the dialogue is pure, uncut fantasy cheese. "Oh, brave warrior, let me reward you with a blowjob for no reason." And then the CG pops up, and it's so explicit and strangely detailed that you just have to shrug and accept it. The werewolf monster scenes have a similar energy, a kind of clumsy but earnest horniness that's hard to stay mad at. I wish the hiding minigame had more tension, but the monster's AI is about as sharp as a bag of wet leaves. You can practically waltz past it.

The whole thing feels like a fever dream I had after scrolling through a certain booru site for too long. The RPG elements are barely there, just a thin coat of paint over a series of increasingly improbable sexual encounters. There's a moment where you find a "secret" path that's just a straight line to another CG, and the game doesn't even pretend it was hard to find. I'm still not sure if the portal was ever actually found. I got distracted. The game knows you will.