The first thing that hits you is the fur. Not in a weird way, well, exactly in that way. There's a wolf physicist with shoulders like a mountain range and a voice that rumbles through your chest, and you remember him from the lab, but now he's got a tail that swishes when he's thinking hard about quantum entanglement. The dimensional collapse didn't just scramble reality, it turned everyone into these... anthro versions of themselves. And some of them are very, very interested in the new you.

Spent twenty minutes just clicking through dialogue with a tiger dude who used to be your thesis advisor. Now he's leaning against a chalkboard covered in equations, arms folded, and the tension is thick enough to spread on toast. The game knows what it's doing. You pick a response that's a little too honest, a little too lingering, and suddenly he's not talking about parallel universes anymore. He's talking about your hands. The way you look under the lab's fluorescent lights. The sprite work is deliberately rough around the edges, like someone sketched their fantasies in a notebook during a lecture, but that's the charm. It feels private. A little shameful. The kind of thing you'd clear your browser history for even though nobody checks your phone.

The bara influence is strong here. These aren't delicate kemono boys with big eyes and soft paws. These are men. Broad chests, thick necks, the kind of bodies that make you want to climb them like a tree and never come down. There's a raccoon engineer who fixes the portal device and then fixes you with a stare that says he could bend you over a console and nobody would interrupt. The lgbt themes aren't treated like a checkbox, they're just... there. Normal. Hot. The romance paths branch depending on how much of yourself you're willing to give away to these familiar strangers, and the nsfw scenes are explicit without being mechanical. You feel the weight. The heat. The wrongness of wanting someone who used to be just a colleague, now with fur and claws and a completely different understanding of personal space.

Wish the minigame for calibrating the dimensional stabilizer wasn't so finicky. Missed a prompt once and got the bad ending where you're stuck between worlds forever, which is poetic but also frustrating when you're trying to unlock the tiger's third scene. The soundtrack loops after about four minutes. It's a single piano track that sounds like it was recorded in a bathroom. I kind of love it.