The mask seller won't even look at you until you pick one. That's the first thing. A pig face with cracked porcelain, a bird skull with too many eyeholes, a plain white oval that smells like old sweat. I picked the bird skull because it made me feel like a plague doctor who forgot his medical license. Then the market opens and you realize everyone else already knows the rules. You don't.

This is a visual novel about being the desperate one in a place where desperation is currency. No sex scenes, which I know sounds weird for this site, but hear me out. The corruption tag is doing heavy lifting. You watch your character's posture change across multiple endings. Shoulders hunch. Voice gets flat. You start choosing dialogue options that would've made you cringe two hours ago. There's blackmail, there's a guy who sells memories in glass jars, there's a woman who keeps calling you "little moth" and it's never clear if she wants to help or eat you. The dystopian fantasy setting is basically a flea market run by fae who discovered capitalism.

The art is 2D and deliberately unpolished. Like someone drew it on a bus. But that works because the whole game feels like a half-remembered nightmare you're not sure you woke up from. Multiple endings, some of which just stop. No fanfare. You pick a door and the screen goes gray and that's it. I wish there was a gallery for the CGs, but there isn't and there won't be. Fine.

The male protagonist and female protagonist tags are both there because you switch perspectives at one point and honestly I forgot which one I was controlling for a solid ten minutes. That's not a bug. That's the market getting in your head. Best Use of a Mask That Doesn't Hide Anything award goes to the pig face. You'll know why.