You’re playing this regular dude who thinks his life is boring as shit, scrolling Telegram and TikTok, jerking off to the same trash porn, going to work, coming back, repeat. Then these new neighbors show up, all smiles and weird vibes, and it’s like the whole building suddenly got horny and cursed at the same time. They’re hot, but in that “something’s wrong here” way, like you open the door and your brain goes, yeah, I’m fucked. Not because they’re dangerous. Because you *know* you’re gonna do stupid things for pussy. And the game lets you. It doesn’t rush anything though. First contact is all teasing, light touches, accidental gropes, that kind of thing, and you can already feel the corruption hooks going in. There’s this moment where one of the “normal” MILFs from your daily routine suddenly starts wearing this tight top after your first little spell goes off, tits pressed together like they’re trying to escape, and she leans in your car window to ask a basic question, but the camera just stays on her cleavage like the game is laughing at you. I had to alt-tab out of sheer frustration, check Discord, then come back and immediately try to push the corruption harder. Self control gone.

The sandbox part actually feels like a horny to‑do list, which sounds bad, but is fun as hell. You’re bouncing around locations, checking who’s around, who’s ready for the next “upgrade,” who still needs more nudging, who you wanna break mentally first. One girl goes slowly from shy and flat to this curvy monster girl with thick thighs and ridiculous boobs, and it’s not just a switch; you see stages. First she lets you “accidentally” grope her, then she pretends to be angry, then she’s sitting on your lap, kind of grinding while talking about something that doesn’t even matter. At some point you’re deciding if you want them more bimbo, more twisted, more obedient, and the game just lets you stack the harem like a fucked up Pokémon collection, except half of them call you something they really shouldn’t be calling you in bed. The group scenes sneak up on you too. You line up events wrong and suddenly you’re in a room where two of your “projects” show up together, and instead of drama, they’re just sharing your cock like it’s no big deal, one riding your face while the other takes it deep and then asking you which body you like more. There’s anal, oral, tits wrapped around you, messy creampies where you watch your cum drip out while the girl’s eyes are just gone, totally taken by your magic and control. It feels nasty and powerful and also kind of fucked, which is exactly why I kept clicking for “one more scene” long after I said I’d stop.

Mythos feels like somebody smashed together a late night crime podcast, a horny anime parody and that weird urban legend subreddit you scroll on your phone when you should be sleeping, then sprinkled way too many tits on top and said “yeah, this is fine”. You pick if you’re playing as a guy or a girl right at the start, and it actually matters, not just in “pronoun changed, congrats” way. Some scenes twist a bit depending on your body, who stares at you, who you can seduce, whose hand “accidentally” lands on your ass in the train when the lights flicker and the supernatural stuff leaks through. There is this first big moment where you’re at Lisa’s memorial, staring at a photo of your ex who got murdered in some fucked up way nobody wants to explain, and two completely different types of people hit on you almost at the same time: a smug cop with that “I’m totally abusing my badge” vibe, and this soft spoken girl with huge tits spilling out of a tight uniform that should absolutely not be legal in a public place. The game doesn’t stop to tell you “this is a choice”. It just lets you go horny detective or horny victim or both and quietly tracks who you want to bend you over later.

Sex is not just “reward unlocked, here’s generic bouncing”. You’re running around this fake-modern city where vampires are landlords, tentacle things hang out in dark alleys like drunk ninjas and one busty elf professor keeps “tutoring” you after class, squeezing your thigh while talking about mythology like she isn’t about to slide under the desk and wrap her lips around you. There is a scene at a cheap business hotel during a “vacation” that is not really a vacation. You’re supposed to investigate, but instead you spend half the night pinned against the balcony railing by a frustrated MILF who is technically someone’s wife and technically not human and technically doesn’t give a fuck. She rides you slow while the neon signs below blink and you can choose if you pull out or let her take every drop and feel that messy creampie drip down her inner thighs while she laughs and calls you a good little snack. Later the same day, basically in the same clothes, the story casually throws you into this awful netorare-ish angle where you watch through a half open door as a different woman you got close to is getting pounded by some supernatural asshole with a cock way bigger than yours. The game lets you peek, or walk away, or join and turn it into harem chaos. If you stay hidden, you see her begging for more, getting titfucked until her face is glazed and you can’t decide if you hate her, hate yourself, or just want in. And that mood, that messy mix of comedy, jealousy, horror and “fuck it, let’s suck his balls too”, that’s pretty much Mythos all the way through, jumping between murder clues, meme jokes, romance sweetness, corruption temptations and stupidly hot tentacle scenes in the dark where you swear you’re still solving a case while something slimy is filling your ass and your mouth at the same time.

Valentine is not some shy anime boy with big eyes. He is this rough, slightly broken ex-soldier who now lives with bruised knuckles and bright lights in an MMA cage. The game throws you into his head right away, no slow build, no “tutorial date.” One moment you are watching him walk into a London gym, smelling sweat and cheap cleaning spray, the next moment a punch connects and time almost freezes on a close-up of teeth, blood, and that sick little grin he has when a fight finally gets good. It feels like a porn game that accidentally grew a spine and decided to care about pressure, about fear, about what happens when your body is your job and everyone wants a piece of it. Then it remembers it is porn and goes “oh yeah” and puts a girl on her knees in front of him, mascara already a bit ruined, tongue pressed against his shaft in an animated loop that honestly looks way better than I expected from a browser thing.

The sex scenes are where it stops pretending to be classy. You have blondes, brunettes, one fiery redhead with this smug face that just screams “I’m going to ruin your life and you will say thank you.” They are not just generic CGs slapped in. The camera loves the little things: a hand twisting in his shorts before she pulls them down, spit mixing with pre-cum on a blowjob, lips stretching wide around him, that tiny moment when the girl hesitates because she is still a virgin and then your click pushes everything forward. You pick if Valentine is gentle or if he just grabs her hips and buries himself inside like he forgot what patience means. Moans change, eyes change, the way they clutch the sheets or his skin changes. Sometimes you get a slow handjob next to a window after a fight, his knuckles still taped and bruised, her thumb lazily rubbing the tip while she whispers shit in his ear. Other times you go from locker room trash talk straight into a rough oral scene, her mouth full, cheeks hollowed, mascara a total mess, and you can actually see her throat flex when he thrusts too deep. I kinda hate how some of the dialogue sounds like a horny teenager wrote it, but then a single animation of a girl rolling her hips on his lap completely shuts my brain off and I forget to complain.

This one feels like someone dumped their browser history into a visual novel engine, forgot to add choices, and then decided that was actually the whole point. You just sit there, mouse in one hand, the other probably busy, and watch these tight little incest shorts play out. No routes, no grinding stats, no fake morality system that pretends to care. It just strings you along scene after scene where everyone is way too comfortable crossing lines they absolutely should not cross, and the game knows exactly what it is doing with that. I started reading on my phone in Chrome while half scrolling Twitter, told myself “just check the first story,” and suddenly I’m three scenes deep, reading a brother describing his sister’s panties like he’s doing a fucking museum tour. It is all about that slow, sticky build into moments where the characters say exactly the thing you are not supposed to even think about your own family, and then it stays on that thought longer than feels safe.

As an achievements nerd, I kind of played it like I was hunting invisible trophies in my own head. “First Time Crossing The Line In The Kitchen.” “Accidental Boner During Family Movie Night.” “Mom Pretends She Didn’t Notice, But She Did.” Stuff like that. You can feel clear unlock beats: the first time a brother catches his sister changing and she just keeps going instead of screaming, the moment a drunk aunt drops that weird half-joke about how he’s “grown so much,” the long, drawn out hug that lasts a little too long. The writing swings between tender and absolutely filthy in two sentences, and sometimes that whiplash hits harder than the actual sex. One scene has the MC trying to convince himself that kissing his cousin is only “half wrong” because they’re not “real siblings,” and I actually laughed out loud, then kept reading anyway because I am apparently trash. There is one really annoying thing though: the click sound when you move to next line is slightly off from the text speed, and it drove me insane every few lines and then I forgot and then it annoyed me again later and it never gets fixed or addressed. Also I kept waiting for some big dramatic fallout where someone gets caught and everything collapses, and the story just kind of shrugs and goes “nah, they just fuck more now,” which is disgusting and also exactly why I didn’t close the tab.

What surprised me was how often it tries to be “emotional” while still talking about cum in the same breath. You get these introspective lines where a sister is describing how lonely she feels in the house, parents always working, and you almost feel bad for her, and then five clicks later she’s jerking off her brother on the couch because “we only have each other.” It is wrong in every possible direction and it leans into that. There is a scene in a bedroom where the MC stares at the door for like three lines, worrying someone might walk in, and that tension felt more real than half the “serious” porn games on Steam. Then again, sometimes the dialogue feels like it was written in Google Translate on a bus, especially when they start explaining why their taboo thing is actually “beautiful.” I rolled my eyes, then immediately screenshotted a line to send on Discord, so I am not exactly innocent here. For what it is, it hits that one-handed reading fantasy pretty hard, with short arcs that go from “this is fucked up” to “ok but I’m into it” at a speed that should probably be illegal in some countries, and if you are expecting any kind of moral lesson or punishment you are in the wrong fucking game. I kind of wish there was at least one scene where someone backs out and says no and it actually sticks, but it never happens and probably never will, and somehow that makes it more honest about what kind of filthy little thing it actually is.