RuleUniverse feels like someone mashed Dragon Ball fanfiction, horny Twitter art and a half-finished Ren’Py project, then accidentally made it kind of addictive. You start as this lonely overachiever kid that reads like every shonen protagonist in history, then a demon scientist pops up and says, “hey, let’s stuff your body with DNA from the strongest fighters in the universe, what could go wrong.” It’s delightfully stupid in that fanfic way, but precisely because of that, it works. The game knows it’s a parody, it doesn’t try to pretend it’s “deep”, and then it suddenly throws in a line about destiny or guiding the universe and you’re like… alright, Toriyama-with-horny-mods, calm down.

The real fun is how transparently it worships its women. Bulma, Chi-Chi, Android 18, that whole legendary boob-and-ass pantheon is here, clearly shaped by someone who grew up pausing VHS at the worst places. The models are 3D and exaggerated as hell: huge tits, fat asses, those shiny anime lips that just scream “she’s going to suck him off in like two clicks.” Animated scenes actually move, not just two stiff characters rubbing like broken Sims; you get thrusting, jiggling, drool, that soft spit string when you pull out from a blowjob, all the little pervy details that tell you the dev really wanted this for themselves first. One moment you’re doing basic combat with ki blasts and energy auras, the next you’re balls-deep in Bulma in a lab, with wires and science junk in the background like that somehow makes it ethical. And the combat’s funny: it pretends to be serious, but all you’re thinking is “okay, how many fights until I unlock the next sex scene with Android 18.” Sometimes the sandbox part feels less like a “world” and more like a small playground with a fence around it, but the loops of walking around, clicking, triggering small events, slowly unlocking more lewd stuff… it scratched that same spot as old flash games I used to sneak at school on shitty browsers.

I kinda love how messy it is. The romance tries to act sentimental for a second, then five lines later you’re face-fucking a milf with magic powers while she moans like someone recorded it in a bathroom on a cheap mic. Dialog swings from “I will guide the universe” to “fuck me harder” without the slightest shame. Exploration is simple, a little repetitive, but I still kept wandering, poking every corner hoping there’s a hidden event where Chi-Chi finally snaps and rides the protagonist like he’s the last Saiyan on earth. Some text sounds like it was written at midnight by a dude half-remembering DBZ arcs from YouTube AMVs, which, honestly, is the right energy. I do wish the world reacted more to what you do, like if you bang Bulma enough, Vegeta starts showing up mad or something, but I know that kind of feature is exactly the thing that stays in the dev’s “maybe later” notes forever. Still, when you’re watching Android 18 slowly drop to her knees after you save her in a fight and she rewards you with this sloppy, animated blowjob, with her tits barely contained and that quiet smug smile when she swallows, it hits the trashy, horny, teen-power-fantasy nerve in a very specific way. It’s not elegant. It’s not smart. It’s like a wet doujin turned half-game, half-daydream, and somehow that’s exactly why it sticks.

Dragons, horny idiots, and way too many bad decisions, that’s kinda the tone here. You start out in this messy fantasy world where everyone either wants to stab you, fuck you, or make you solve some weird little puzzle before they tell you where the next dragon clue is. The game lets you pick who you are right away: guy, girl, or futa, and it actually matters because people react to you a bit different, and some scenes just hit different when you’re a shy virgin futa trying to act cool in front of a monster girl with more confidence than common sense. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re trying to think through a puzzle with glowing runes and pattern matching, next moment, you click the “wrong” symbol and suddenly you’re on your knees in first person, mouth full, and the camera just stays there a little too long while the animation loops. In a good way. Mostly.

The “visual novel plus sandbox” thing is a strange mix that kinda works and kinda annoys me. You’ve got this hub where you wander around to find your companions, poke at side quests, and sometimes you just want to jump directly into the next romance scene, but no, the game makes you trot across the area, poke some shiny object, do a small puzzle, listen to a bit of lore about dragons, then, boom, here’s the lesbian scene you were actually waiting for. There’s a moment where my female MC finally hooked up with this monster girl with claws and soft voice, and the build up was cute as hell, all tension and “is this really happening,” then it cuts to animated vaginal and oral, lots of wet sounds, POV angles that actually show what’s going on instead of hiding everything behind a single static shot. I liked that the creampie isn’t just a flash, it lingers, drips, the camera actually respects that people want to stare. But the accessibility side is honestly rough sometimes. The text box has decent font size, but there’s no real text-to-speech, no configurable high contrast mode, and some of the puzzle highlight colors blend into the background like it’s 2010 again. I had to squint more than once, and I’m already using Windows magnifier because devs keep pretending everyone sees fine. Keyboard navigation is half-baked too: you can tab through some choices, but not all, and some mini-games want mouse precision without any assist options. Makes me want to yell at my monitor a bit.

Still, the character stuff sticks with me. There’s this companion quest where my futa MC decided not to romance the guy, just help him deal with his dragon-related trauma, and the game actually respected that. No forced sex, no “secret” romance flag, just quiet scenes and then later I went for the soft, clingy romance with a female character instead, and that route spiraled into pregnancy talk that did not feel like an afterthought. Watching the belly show up later in a scene while she rides you, full on animated, is weirdly intimate and also kinda filthy, in a good way, because the story mentioned it earlier so it doesn’t appear out of nowhere. There are also handjob scenes where the camera goes very close to fingers and shaft, very deliberate strokes, cum shots that actually match the motion instead of the usual lazy splash. It’s horny, sure, but sometimes it slows down and lets the romance breathe, and then ruins the mood again by tossing in a puzzle with tiny icons that are absolute hell if you’re playing on a trackpad. I kept thinking “why is there no option to simplify this for people with shaky hands” while my character was getting railed from behind in another scene ten minutes later. Also, whoever mapped the skip and auto-advance buttons clearly never used a screen reader, because the clickable zones are tiny, and I almost clicked past a really good scene with a futa-on-futa blowjob followed by a messy double creampie that honestly deserved its own replay gallery filter. But no, you just scroll and scroll and scroll. Not fixing that, I guess.

Oracle Inside looks innocent when it loads in the browser. Cute island, simple UI, it almost feels like some chill summer adventure VN you’d open on your phone while waiting in a line. Then the pirate ship hits the rocks and suddenly the whole thing turns horny, messy and weird in a way that actually fits the story instead of just throwing tits at your face for no reason. You’re this young farmer guy who’s never seen much of the world, basically raised on potatoes and chores, and in one night he goes from “dad, I’ll feed the chickens” to “why is this barely dressed stranger talking about oracles and magic and also staring at my crotch like it’s part of the prophecy.” It’s not subtle. The game just leans into that awkward “first time touching real skin that isn’t yours” vibe, with the MC trying to act like a hero while clearly thinking with his dick half the time. The humor hits most of the time too: one scene where he tries to give a very serious speech about destiny while hiding a boner behind a bucket actually made me snort-laugh, even if the animation for that bucket clip is hilariously stiff, like someone coded it in a hurry on the bus.

What I liked as a tech nerd is that it actually runs smooth as hell on mobile. I tested it on a mid-range Android (Pixel 6a) in Chrome and on my old iPad using Safari, and it behaved nicer than a lot of “big budget” porn VNs. No random audio desync. Quick saves don’t freak out. Text transitions are fast, no ghosting between scenes, even when you hammer skip to replay that one blowjob scene with the storm still roaring in the background. Touch zones are big enough that you can play with one hand, which the devs absolutely knew. They tease a lot with angles too: partial nudity, wet clothes plastered to bodies after the storm, those little pauses between lines where the camera stays a bit too long on thighs or cleavage. There’s this moment on the beach where the MC is helping a soaked pirate girl out of the water, and the framing keeps “accidentally” cutting her face so you only see lips and chest and the curve of her ass while she jokes about teaching him “more useful hand skills.” It’s cheap, but it works. I just wish the text auto-advance speed slider actually remembered my setting between sessions, but apparently that’s asking for too much from the gods of horny optimization. The whole “oracle” part brings in some light fantasy flavor, a bit of “is this magic or just bullshit to get him naked faster,” and the AI-like prophetic voice that talks in his head at random times is weirdly hot when it starts commenting on his arousal like some pervy inner narrator. And then suddenly the game throws a quiet romantic campfire scene at you, with soft, clumsy kissing, like it remembered it’s supposed to be about feelings too, not just getting the MC’s farming tool wet. It’s chaotic, unpolished, sometimes cringe, sometimes genuinely sweet, and I kind of loved that it never fully decides if it wants to be a horny comedy, a fantasy romance, or just a porn VN pretending to be deeper than it is.

Zeus gets a prophecy, freaks out like always, and throws you into the underworld before you even get to enjoy your first breath. That’s your childhood. Now it’s your eighteenth nameday, and suddenly all the stuff they kept from you hits at once: divinity, lust, raw destructive magic, the kind of power that makes mountains nervous and mortals wet. You’re Thalya, a futa demigoddess with a dick that is honestly treated more like a weapon than a body part, daughter of a titan of love and a war goddess who solves problems with blood and orgasms in equal measure. You’ve been hidden away in the dark, raised on stories about the world you’re not allowed to touch, and now the leash finally snaps. The whole ancient Greek world opens up like a toy box full of temples, monsters, snarky demigods with parent issues, and gods who think they’re untouchable. Spoiler: they’re not. The story just pushes you along, no choices, no fake “morality system”. You’re not here to be a hero. You’re a walking middle finger to Olympus, powered by horny spite and daddy Zeus’ paranoia.

The fun part is how the game treats your power like something alive. Lightning crawling over your skin while you pin a smug demigod against a ruined pillar and fuck the arrogance out of them. A priestess trying to pray to Athena and ending up on her knees for you instead, your hand on the back of her head, your magic seeping into her thoughts until the only worship she cares about is your cock. One scene has you stepping out of the underworld for the first time, everything blazing sunlight and marble, and the first thing you do is test your new “dominion” on a squad of armored soldiers. They raise their shields, you raise your hips, and in a blink their weapons are clattering to the ground while they stare at you with that mix of fear, awe, and desperate need. It’s not subtle. It’s not shy. The game loves big tits, big attitudes, and your big, very busy shaft, wrapping all of it in this messy, oversexed Greek mythology that feels like someone mashed together old legends, horny deviantart, and a lot of late-night power fantasies. Sometimes the writing trips over itself, like the dev typed faster than their brain, but honestly that just makes it feel more personal. You’re not guided, you’re dragged, from encounter to encounter, from orgasm to spell blast, until the idea of “good” or “evil” feels kind of pointless and all that matters is how hard you can screw over Olympus… and how many people you’ll literally screw along the way.