Dark-themed roleplaying visual novel set in a dystopian walled city. You make choices that shape who you become, good protector, evil abuser, manipulator, or something in between. Build relationships and train characters, explore a world where people are bought and sold, and decide how far you're willing to go to survive.​

The game tracks your decisions. Who you protect. Who you use. Whether you break someone with cruelty or build them back up with patience.

Features:
- 16,000+ words.
- Moral choice system - your decisions shape who you become
- Four women with independent relationship paths
- NTR and corruption paths that only happen if you let them(planned for future)
- Slave training - kind, neutral, or cruel(planned for future)
- Animated scenes with video and sound
- Customizable protagonist name and relationships
- Day/night exploration across multiple locations

Our beloved Mahrio saved Peaches and they are traveling through worlds until he can find her a castle.
The Princess is getting tired of the sewers...
In what world will they end next?​

You wake up in this flooded metal coffin of a bunker, lungs burning, ears ringing, and the first thing your brain actually focuses on is not the alarms or the pressure doors, it’s the girl staring at you like you’re a bug in a jar. Except she’s not really a girl, not just. Smooth skin, cold eyes, moving a little too precise, like every step was calculated ten times before she took it. She’s scanning you, asking questions in that soft, empty voice, and while you’re trying not to freak out about dying underwater, you also can’t stop staring at her tits pressed tight against this half-zipped jumpsuit, like she forgot what “modesty” means or just never learned it. The whole place feels like that: like it was built for survival and someone, for some reason, made it horny by accident.

You start clicking around almost on reflex, checking consoles, poking lockers, voyeur-ing on any little detail, and the game just keeps rewarding you with small teases. Reflection of a naked back in a foggy porthole. A half-open shower door where you can choose to peek just a bit too long. A tentacle shadow crossing behind frosted glass, then a soft moan you’re not supposed to hear. You fix one panel so the power stops flickering, and suddenly the security cameras come alive, including the one watching the sleeping quarters. You tell yourself you’re just “checking the situation,” but then you notice how the alien elf girl sleeps on her stomach, ass high, tail twitching, panties practically swallowed by her cheeks. You could look away. You don’t. The game just lets you sit there and stare, like a creep, and it knows exactly what it’s doing.

It keeps mixing that quiet, puzzle brain mode with this dirty curiosity that sneaks up on you. One moment you’re solving some dumb wiring mini-game, trying to balance pressure to keep half the base from flooding, and the next moment the reward is the monster girl needing “help” with a stuck harness that’s digging between her giant boobs. You’re told to pull the straps tighter so it fits properly, and the animation has her shivering, biting her lip, pushing her chest into your hands, pretending she doesn’t notice how your fingers dig in. Later you’re tuning a sonar console and she’s in the background, stretching in some skintight suit that looks more painted on than worn. You misclick, alarm blares, and still your eyes are glued to her curves, huge ass framed by the glow of the monitors, like the bunker itself is trying to seduce you and kill you at the same time.

The android girl is clinical about it all, which somehow makes it worse. She asks you to perform “manual diagnostics” on her synthetic skin because some sensors are failing. She means “touch me.” Touch her neck, her back, her inner thighs, all these little spots that trigger flickers in her eyes and slow, shaky breathing that she swears is “unrelated.” There’s a scene where she’s on a maintenance table, half disassembled, and you realize you can pull her top aside “to check the chest sensors.” It’s absolutely not needed for anything technical, but the game forces you to move the cursor slowly, stroke the edges, feel how the fabric strains around her huge tits, nipples poking through the artificially perfect skin. She keeps pretending it’s an experiment in emotional simulation. You pretend you believe her.

Then there’s the more… inhuman girl. The one with the soft voice and the not-so-soft tentacles. You find her in a flooded section, trapped behind a cracked window, and to get her out you have to solve this stupidly fiddly valve puzzle while she presses her body against the glass. Curves that shouldn’t belong in anything calling itself a “survivor,” chest that bounces when the pressure shifts, eyes watching you like you’re the interesting specimen. When you finally open the door, she stumbles into your arms soaked and clinging, translucent fabric stuck to her nipples, skirt riding up over an ass that’s just ridiculous. Then one of her “extra” limbs sneaks around your waist, down between your legs, curious, playful, not exactly asking permission. You can push her away, if you really want. Or you can stand there and let her explore while the water drips down her body and the lights flicker like the whole ocean is watching.

My favorite bit is how the game never screams “hey, here’s the sex now.” It just slowly pushes you closer. A camera angle that lingers on a girl bending over a console, her big tits hanging free inside an unfastened suit. A tiny dialogue choice where you can joke a little too dirty and see her blush, look away, then “accidentally” press her body against you in a narrow corridor later. You wander room by room, and every area has at least one way to be a bit of a perv. Peek through a vent. Eavesdrop through a door. Trigger a slime leak just to see how the alien girl looks dripping with glowing goo, her clothes clinging and transparent as she complains that she needs your help peeling them off. You’re constantly picking between being a decent guy and being a horny bastard, and yeah, the game knows exactly which one you’ll click after a few drinks.

It’s not perfect, some stuff breaks the mood. Like when a puzzle drags too long and you’re just stuck swapping colored wires, already half hard from the last scene, and the tension just evaporates into annoyance. Or a line of dialogue that sounds like it was translated twice on Google Translate, popping up right when you’re about to grope someone’s giant chest again. Sometimes the teasing goes on and on and you want to scream “just let me fuck already,” but then when the explicit scene finally hits, it feels earned. The animations focus hard on all the dirty details: your hand buried in a monster girl’s hair as she rides you in zero gravity, her tits bouncing lazily with each thrust; your fingers digging into the android’s perfect ass as her synthetic pussy clenches like it’s trying to record every second; the alien elf pressing her huge boobs around your cock, stroking you with this shy, confused expression that slowly melts into something completely filthy.

The whole thing feels like being trapped inside a wet, horny metal aquarium full of girls who are dangerous, lonely, and way too comfortable letting you put your hands on them. You come in thinking you just want to escape. Then you find the control room where all the cameras feed together, girls scattered through the base, each doing their own thing, each one you’ve already touched or watched or made moan. And you feel that stupid thought creeping in: maybe staying here, buried under the ocean with these monster girls with big asses and bigger tits, watching and groping and solving just enough puzzles to keep the power on, isn’t the worst fate. Maybe the bunker is a trap. Maybe you’re fine with that.

The so secret side of Shibuya Incident! Only open for viewing of Higher-ups! The Confidential Shibuya Files!​

There is this very specific vibe here, like you’re walking into a place that really doesn’t want you there, but also kind of wants to fuck you senseless. The game starts slow, annoying slow actually, with the male MC trying to salvage his ruined career by filming some “serious” documentary in this old mansion that everyone basically agreed to forget. At first you’re just poking around, checking dusty rooms, going through his money problems, his mess of a life, and you think “ok, this is another sad guy in a spooky house.” Then the house starts feeling like a person watching you. Not jump scare horror, more the quiet type where you click on a door and hesitate for no reason. And when you finally meet the women tied to this place, it’s like the story grabs your dick and conscience at the same time and asks which is stronger today.

The monster girls here are not Pokémon collectables, they feel like something old that learned how to wear human skin a bit too well. One of the first “encounters” I had was with this older woman who should just read like a normal milf, big tits, big ass, that standard package. But she talks to you like she already knows every shit thing you did in your life, and still pushes you down on the bed anyway. When the scene kicks in and the animation actually starts moving, it’s weirdly intimate and kind of fucked up. She rides you slow, whispers things in your ear you never told the game, like it was listening when you clicked through his family arguments earlier. The blowjob scene with her later, in that half-lit corridor where you’re supposed to be working, feels less like “haha porn time” and more like the house testing how easily you’ll trade your goals for a warm throat around your cock. And yeah, the oral here is filthy, with drool and that desperate rhythm, but there’s always this awful little sense that someone else in the mansion is listening behind the wall.

The horror part is not just monsters popping up. It’s this thing where every time you choose to fuck, you feel like you’re carving a line in some invisible contract. There was a moment where I skipped a “safer” option and went to see one of the more twisted girls at night, and the scene went from seductive to almost ritual without warning. Her body looks human in the right angle, until it doesn’t, and while she’s riding you hard, claws digging in your shoulders, you get the feeling the orgasm is not really for you. Later the story branches in ways that just silently punish you for being greedy, and other times it rewards you with even more intense scenes, which somehow feels worse. The multiple endings sneak up on you; you think you are only choosing who to fuck, but you are also choosing what this guy becomes, what this mansion does to him. Sometimes you close a scene tab in your browser and sit there, kind of turned on, kind of grossed out, wondering when exactly the house stopped being haunted and started being hungry.

Just as another school year begins in your hometown, you receive a mysterious letter from your missing father - the same man who abandoned you and your mother before you were even born.
Hungry for answers, you follow the address where the letter came from, only to find an empty house that’s far too well-kept to be abandoned. But not everything is bad news! Your father kept his promise: your tuition for the year is already paid and you've got a cozy room set up at the house.
Now, in a new town with new faces and bizarre encounters, what starts as a fresh beginning quickly turns into a desperate witch hunt. You must uncover the truth behind your father’s disappearance and work to save a small town that no one else seems to care about, apart from your classmates.
What is actually going on in Dumbarton? What mystery is tormenting its people?
Talk to your classmates, make your choices, and find out... Or lock yourself in your room, hoping a girl who believes she's a pirate won't kill you in your sleep.

FEATURES:
- Two main routes: Both with the same effort and time put into them, each with unique characters, scenes, and endings.
- Meaningful Choices: Your decisions shape the story and your relationships.
- Absurdist Comedy and Fever Dreams.

Jack thinks he is just some regular dude, right, boring life, scrolling on his phone too much, then in one dumb second he blinks and he’s sitting in a smoky tavern where the candles float on their own and the drunk guy across the table has horns. No sword, no magic, nothing, just a deck of weird glowing cards stuffed in his hands and this witch with perfect tits pushed up in some corset laughing at him. Everything in this world spins around the card game, like even the barkeep looks at you funny if you don’t know how to bet. Money, safety, pussy, all of it goes through that table. You’re not grinding monsters in a field all day, you’re staring across from a warrior chick with huge arms and a bigger ass, trying to read her face while her hand slowly strokes your thigh under the table because she wants to see you fuck up your bet. It’s so stupid and it works so well. You lose, you pay. You win, you get her lips around your cock in some dark booth behind the barrels, her moans half drowned by people cheering for the next round like it’s just another drink order.

What I liked is how the game pretends to be about the cards first. You sit at that tavern or in a forest clearing or in front of some creepy monster girl that looks like she crawled out of a hentai discord, and it’s always “ok, here’s the next match, play smart.” And yeah, you actually need to think. The card rules are close enough to normal poker that you feel clever, but just twisted enough that you misread a hand and suddenly you owe a witch a “favor” and she drags you upstairs. There’s this one scene where you bluff too hard against a redhead warrior and she slams your head on the table, then later rides your face like she’s collecting a debt. I got so horny there I literally paused the game and opened Twitter by mistake on my phone because my hand slipped, then had to get back in mood again. Also the animations surprised me; they’re a bit clunky in spots, like one blowjob scene where her head moves faster than the dick, but honestly that almost made it hotter, like some messy amateur porn where they didn’t fix anything. There are jokes everywhere too, some land, some are cringe, and they don’t care. One witch keeps calling the deck “our little destiny engine” and then two scenes later she’s on her knees in front of you, drooling on your shaft, cards spread on your chest like a tarot reading gone really, really off script. I kinda wish there were fewer card matches between the spicy stuff, then again when a round suddenly ends in rough handjob under the table, with her whispering in your ear while the next opponent shuffles, it hits way harder. I’m also pretty sure I missed like three endings because I got distracted flirting in the tavern instead of following the main road. Whatever. The whole thing feels like fate keeps fucking with Jack, but in a way where every bad beat at the table might be the one where some stacked witch rides him until the cards fall off the bed. Honestly, that’s enough for me.

City looks normal in the daytime, like some cheap mobile ad, but the fun starts when she clocks out of her trash part-time job and slips into that tight vigilante outfit that looks one sneeze away from a wardrobe malfunction. You play this busty academy girl who is trying to pretend she has a normal school life while she is secretly beating the shit out of monsters in dirty back alleys and getting teased to hell by half the cast. The art is that classic 2D CG style where every pose screams “touch me” and the game kinda knows it, so it keeps dangling stuff in front of you without giving it up too fast. You click around her room, the academy corridors, the neon streets, poke every glowing icon on the screen like a horny raccoon, and half the time it rewards you with some new scene where she gets cornered by a slime thing or some masked freak who wants to test her “stamina”. It is point and click but also a sandbox, so you just wander, trigger events, sometimes by accident, sometimes because you clicked the wrong shady door on purpose.

The sci-fi stuff is low-key but fun. Tech masks, weird biotech monsters, these glowing energy cuffs that look like they were designed by someone who watches a lot of hentai and pretends it is for “research”. One time I was just trying to go back home to sleep, accidentally clicked some sketchy route on the city map, boom, she gets yanked into a side alley by a tentacled security drone that clearly failed its ethics patch. She is half protesting, half moaning because the voice acting is way too into it. Yeah, it is voiced, and it is not that stiff “hello player, I am reading my script” stuff. The girl gasps, whines, begs, stutters when monsters grab her, and when her classmates tease her at school she sounds embarrassed in that way that makes you wanna push it further. It is actually hot, and then sometimes weird, because a random line will sound like it was recorded in a bathroom on an old phone, and you kinda laugh, but you still keep going, because you already clicked on the blowjob option and you want to see if the monster has any tricks.

Big tits are a whole thing here. The camera loves them. Outfit loves them. Every idle pose is like “hi, have you met my chest?” There is one scene at the academy lockers where she is trying to hide the suit under her uniform and the buttons are losing the battle. You get this slow zoom in, she is sweating, someone walks in, and the game makes you choose if she acts innocent or plays it flirty. I picked flirty, obviously, and the other girl basically starts groping her “to check for weapons”. Story justification is zero, but I did not click here for story logic. But then later the same character pretends she barely knows you again and it kind of breaks the illusion. Like the writing forgot what happened in the locker room, but my dick did not.

Multiple endings are baked into all those choices, so when you decide if she keeps her hero code or sells out to some suspicious sponsor, that actually changes whether she ends up a respected masked savior or a corrupted toy for monsters in some underground lab. I got one ending where she is on a rooftop, bruised and panting, city burning in neon and smoke, and instead of a triumphant speech she is basically getting railed by this mutated boss she failed to stop, voicing this mix of anger and arousal that felt way more honest than any “good girl saves the city” thing. Another run I tried to play her pure, always saving people, rejecting kinky offers, and honestly it was more boring, but I liked how the tease phase dragged on. The game really loves teasing. So many scenes stop right before the full-on sex, giving you just tits out, tongue, fingers, some grinding, then it cuts away and tosses you back to the map like “work for it, perv”. It pissed me off, then five minutes later I was chasing the next event again, muttering to myself that the auto-skip text is too slow and the city icons are too small and why the hell can I hear her moan in the alley but not in the café. Anyway, it is messy, horny, kinda broken in spots, and my Chrome history is absolutely judging me.