AlwaysFan feels like someone smashed together a horny fanfic Discord server, a crime drama from Netflix, and that one horny Bayonetta cosplay thread on Reddit that got deleted too fast. You play as this guy, Chris, but you can rename him to something stupid if you want, and he is basically broke, lost, and surrounded by girls who are somehow even more messed up than him but also soft as fuck when they want. The main one, Emilie, is this pale albino girl with milk-white skin and red eyes that look kinda fragile and dangerous at same time. She looks like she escaped from a Genshin Impact mod, then got dragged into a criminal city full of pervs and creeps. On the surface it is “romance,” but it turns into corruption so quick if you push it. Like one moment you’re just comforting her in some shitty little room, next moment you are touching her thighs and asking her to do things that would get you banned on Twitch in one second. The game lets you push, pull, tease, back off, or just go full unhinged and treat everyone like they’re just bodies to rent out. And the funny thing, it never really tells you you’re wrong. It just lets you sit in it.

What I liked most is how the scenes escalate when you choose the uglier options. There is this whole prostitution path where you go from “we need money” to “ok so she is literally wearing a cheap cosplay wig pretending to be an off-brand blonde pirate girl for some old bastard” and it somehow feels logical inside this dirty universe. It plays with parody stuff too, like girls dressing as fake Naruto kunoichi, a weird titan fetish client who wants “giantess roleplay” in an alley, and some Bayonetta-style leather cosplay with glasses and guns that are not actually loaded because budget. The sex itself is not shy at all. You get groping in public, handjobs under the table, messy blowjobs in backrooms, group scenes where everyone pretends they still have feelings after they cum, and even lactation scenes if you build certain girls into that kind of broken little doll who only feels useful when she is dripping. Those CGs hit different, because the game is not polished clean; some angles are slightly awkward, eyes a bit off, but it makes the scenes feel like stolen porn screenshots instead of corporate hentai. Sometimes boobs are too big, like weirdly big, and I hate it, but after ten minutes I was zooming in on areolas like a degenerate anyway. Choices actually matter too, in that slow “oh shit I ruined her whole life three hours ago” way, especially when you choose between being her protector or the guy who sells her body and still calls it love. It’s fucked up, sweet for one second, then fucked up again, like watching a One Piece filler episode that suddenly turns into underground sex work. You stumble into moments where you’re half-crying with a girl about parents and trauma, then the next click she is on her knees with cum on her pale skin, and you realize the game never promised to be fair. It just asked how far you are willing to go.

This thing is basically one long love letter to Mikasa’s pussy and Eren’s dumb obsession with her. It’s not subtle at all, and that kinda works. You open it and you’re just thrown right into their “first time” that clearly skipped any normal romance pacing and went straight to “hey, I’m a titan, I’m gonna eat you out instead of eating you.” It sounds stupid when I write it, but when you’re actually looking at her face, that serious Mikasa look slowly melting, it hits the horny brain in the right way. Animation loops are simple but focused. Tongue, lips, clit, that little twitch when she can’t keep the stoic soldier act anymore. No stupid walls of text, no long intro about titans and walls and military ranks. It’s basically: Mikasa spreads, Eren transforms, tongue goes to work, everything else is background noise. In my head I kept hearing the anime soundtrack and then immediately forgot it because her pussy is taking the full attention.

What I liked is they actually kept her feeling like Mikasa. She’s not turned into some random bimbo clone with big plastic tits. She’s got that toned body, tight abs, strong thighs, black hair falling around her face when she leans back. It feels like “yeah, this is the same girl who cuts titans in half, except now the only thing getting cut is her self control.” And Eren in titan form is just this huge presence off-screen, most of the time you only really see that massive tongue and her reaction to it. Which is perfect because nobody is here to stare at his face. There’s no penetration fetish in this one, which is kinda refreshing and also a bit weird. With his titan body he obviously could ruin her in one second, but they lean into this idea that titans don’t even have dicks, so all that frustration gets dumped into insane cunnilingus. It’s like all the horny energy compressed into one overpowered tongue. At some point I caught myself thinking “ok bro, let her breathe” and then kept clicking for another round anyway. The loop of her moaning, legs shaking, pussy getting more wet, that slow moment when she closes her eyes and bites her lip, it scratches that quick, shameless itch really hard.

Controls are nothing special, just the usual click, small variations, some angles, a bit of speed control. But there was one moment where I timed the faster setting right when she gasps and her body arches, and it kinda locked in for me, like “ok, this is the money shot of the whole thing.” I liked that they focused on her being worshipped instead of turning her into a cum dumpster right away. Eren is literally there just to serve, tongue deep in, licking around her clit, sliding down and back up, like he’s tasting every bit of her. It’s almost comical if you overthink it, this legendary titan form spending the whole scene just eating pussy. And still, when she clenches her fists, breathing hard, face turning soft and horny, I was like yeah, fine, this is exactly the kind of stupid fantasy I want after a long week. No plot, no big twist, just Mikasa getting the kind of attention every Attack on Titan fan joked about in Discord at some point anyway.

Can’t lie, I clicked expecting another copy-paste anime mashup with the usual stiff models and dead-eyed moans, but this one hits different. There’s a sadness under all that skin, like someone coded their fantasies too carefully, you know? I found myself staring at Raven’s face - Batman’s Raven - and thinking, “she shouldn’t be looking at me like that,” while still dragging her into position anyway. Unreal how fast guilt turns into hunger when the animation breathes just right. And maybe it’s because of the Illusion engine doing its sneaky physics thing, or maybe because the transitions are almost clumsy, like real people fumbling with clothes and patience. It’s messy, which makes it hot.

The scenes jump from universes without pretending to make sense. One second I’m in some broken-down Capsule Corp lab, Bulma smirking like she *planned* to get caught; next, Yoruichi’s toes press against my chest, laughing, telling me to look up. I did. Of course I did. The voyeur mode feels wrong in the best possible way - it doesn’t even give you fake morality options, just lets you watch. But then again, maybe that’s lazy design. Or genius. Hard to tell when your brain’s half-melted. The weird part? The sound mix changes depending on position, so D.Va sounds distant if she turns away. I swear no one ever gets audio that intimate, not even those overpriced VR patches on Steam.

Anyway, I could say it’s perfect, but I won’t. Some things twitch too mechanically - the faces sometimes freeze mid-expression, like they remember they’re code. Yet that’s also the charm. You see the seams, and you keep touching them. Like rubbing a wound for pleasure. Half the cast shouldn’t exist in the same space - Orihime beside Tifa beside Samus - but here they crowd my screen like they’ve been waiting forever. Maybe that’s why it works: it’s absurd, obscene, familiar, and somehow lonelier than expected. I closed the browser and immediately reopened it. Couldn’t help it.

I swear this game messed with my head more than any so-called “psychological” visual novel ever did. You wake up rich, spoiled, surrounded by girls who look like they stepped straight out of some fever-dream crossover - like, imagine Asuka Langley arguing with Hinata about who gets to sit closer to you at breakfast, and then Merlin just casually walks in wearing nothing but a towel that doesn’t even try to do its job. It’s ridiculous, yet there’s something weirdly believable about it. Maybe because the dream logic fits too well: everything looks perfect, but your brain keeps whispering that something’s off. I liked that uneasy feeling until it got buried under all the moaning and skin. Then again, maybe that’s the point - when reality breaks, people reach for pleasure first. Or I’m overthinking pixels again.

There’s this scene - I won’t spoil too much - but you’re supposed to choose between helping Yor Forger study or letting Jinx drag you to her room. I picked Yor, thinking it’d be wholesome. Yeah, right. Five clicks later she’s on the desk, glasses half-off, saying things no spy should ever say. The animation isn’t flawless; sometimes her eyes lag behind her face, which made me laugh when I shouldn’t have. But that glitchy charm stuck with me longer than any of the polished stuff. And the sound design? Way too real. My cheap headphones couldn’t handle Tsunade’s voice purring through them. Still, I kept replaying the same moment like an idiot chasing déjà vu.

Funny thing: I started playing for the sexy chaos, but ended up stuck thinking about that blank-memory setup. Like maybe the main guy deserves the confusion. Maybe we all do. It’s a horny game pretending to be philosophical - or a philosophical game pretending to be horny. Doesn’t matter. When Nami whispers something about “remembering the wrong things,” I actually paused. Then I unpaused, because, well… she was already moving.