Fafnir finally gets to be the main bastard here, not just some grumpy side character buried in jokes, and the whole vibe is exactly that: you are a horny, cursed, petty dragon with way too much power and way too little self control. The game just throws you into this twisted little fantasy where every woman you know from Dragon Maid and some crossover stuff is basically a plaything for your curse magic, and it does not pretend to be wholesome for even one second. You poke around in their heads, you nudge their bodies to react how you want, and sometimes you just sit there staring at an AI-drawn ass and think, “Yeah ok, I’m staying.” There’s this slow-build feeling, like you’re testing how far you can push that mind control before they break, and the scenes actually react in small ways depending on what you pick. One run I made Tohru go from embarrassed maid to needy mess just by doubling down on the more “accidental” harassment choices, and the game remembers just enough to make it feel personal without being one of those endless stat grind things. It’s dirty, kind of mean, and then suddenly soft for like one line before going back to degeneracy. Perfectly fucked up.

What caught me off guard is how it plays with the parody thing without turning into pure meme spam. Yeah, you get some Chainsaw Man stuff in there, Power shows up like a chaotic feral cat that someone dressed in human skin, but it all somehow fits with Fafnir’s “I’m above all this but also I’m going to jerk off to it” mood. Kobayashi is written in that tired, done-with-everything tone and seeing her slowly get pulled under the curse is way hotter than it should be. Kanna scenes are there, and they lean into the whole “forbidden” angle in a way that will absolutely not be for everyone, but the game clearly knows it’s playing with fire and just walks right into it. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you click through three lines of really good banter and then you slam straight into a wall of horny chatter that reads like the writer ran out of coffee and just went “ok they fuck now.” But it somehow works because the tone is already a mess: one second you’re laughing, next second you’re reading some really filthy body-control stuff where you literally lock a girl’s limbs and make her watch her own body grind on you, and then suddenly there’s a romantic sentence that feels almost too sweet for this trash pile. The AI CG is inconsistent, some angles look cursed, but honestly that almost adds to the “wrong fanfic that got too far” energy. It’s vulgar, it’s shameless, it’s kind of broken, and it absolutely knows what you came here for.