Guy wakes up, brain wiped, cock very much still working. Gods are pissed, worlds are broken, and somehow this idiot with no memories becomes the favorite toy of a bunch of cosmic beings who think “saving” him means turning his whole life into a mix of romance route and humiliation kink. It feels like some horny VN you play on the toilet with one hand while scrolling Twitter with the other, and I mean that in a nice way. One moment you’re having a kinda sweet dialogue with a girl who calls you her hero, next moment she’s on her knees, drool hanging from her lip, eyes rolled up in full ahegao while a smug goddess whispers in your head about how she’s “corrupting” you. That first scene where they “grant you power” looks like it should be epic, like anime boss battle energy, but instead it turns into a slow teasing sequence where you’re basically getting stroked and laughed at by goddesses who know you’re completely helpless but still act like you’re the one dominating them. It’s twisted. I liked it. Didn’t like it. Both.

The way the game mixes male domination with humiliation is weirdly fun. You’re the “chosen” guy, strongest in all the worlds or something, but the girls keep poking at your pride, making you beg without straight up calling it that. One girl does this thing where she grinds on you while pretending she doesn’t notice, then stops right before you cum and asks some innocent question like “are you enjoying yourself?” and you can either act cool or snap and grab her, shove her against the wall, hand on her throat, her thighs shaking. And yeah, the game lets you creampie her and it actually reacts to that, not just generic “you came” text. Another scene has a shy priestess who looks all pure and holy, and two scenes later she’s kneeling between your legs, licking slowly, eyes shiny, whispering how it’s a “blessing” for her to swallow everything. That oral is written decently hot, though the handjob stuff sometimes feels copy‑pasted. There’s this one groping bit on a balcony, with a city under you, goddess watching, and the girl trying not to moan while your fingers slide under her clothes, and it hits that perfect corruption vibe where she pretends she hates it but keeps pushing her ass back into your hands. And I kinda wish the romance parts were longer, more small talk, more casual moments where you just lie in bed with them after making a mess inside them and chat about stupid things like apps and food, but whatever, this thing clearly cares more about getting you from tease to blowjob to creampie as fast as possible on mobile, so you’re sitting on the bus tapping through choices about whether to make her choke on it or hold her head and go slow like a “nice guy” who definitely is not nice at all. There’s even a god who acts like she’s above it all, talking down to you, and somehow two choices later she’s panting, face ruined, tongue out, begging you not to pull out again while calling you “mortal.” The pacing sometimes jumps like a horny TikTok edit that skipped half the story, but that kinda makes it hotter in a stupid way.

Money screwups usually just hurt for a while, then fade. Here it feels like the universe stored your mistake, fattened it up, and then threw it back in your face with a winning lottery ticket stapled on top. You start out as this guy who once torched his whole life with one stupid financial decision, and now suddenly you’re stupid rich and everyone around you is suddenly very, very interested in how generous you feel. Especially your best friend, the one you spent half your teen years jerking off over while pretending you were “just buddies”. She’s broke, desperate, still pretending everything is fine, and you’re sitting there with more zeros in your account than brain cells, trying to decide if you want to be a hero, or the villain hentai warned us about and we didn’t listen.

The game loves to push you into these morally gross little corners. You can play the sweet guy route, all romance and slow-build teasing, or you can look at your long-time crush and think, “yeah, you’re gonna pay me back, but not with money.” Blackmail rolls in not as some cartoon evil thing, more like “ok, sign this, or I tell your boss what you did.” Then suddenly she’s on her knees, giving you sloppy oral while trying not to cry, and the worst part is the game makes you enjoy it and hate yourself at the same time. I liked that. I also hated it. There’s this one scene where you help cover her rent, and a few choices later she’s on your couch, half drunk, putting her feet in your lap, wiggling her toes in that “I know what I’m doing, but I’ll act innocent” way. Turn that into a footjob if you’re a degenerate like me, or pretend you’re above it and fail as a human being. The corruption is not instant; it creeps. One moment she’s just thanking you, later she’s letting you spank her bare ass as “punishment” for missing a payment, whispering that it hurts while clearly pushing herself back into your hand.

Sex scenes go from cute and clumsy to “oh wow, I’m actually a bastard” real fast. You can keep things romantic, kissing her slow, sliding into good old vaginal sex while she tells you she’s glad it’s you. Or you go full male domination and treat her like your personal debt toy, making her choke on your cock before you decide whether to finish in her mouth, her pussy, or even her ass because she signed a really stupid contract you wrote at 3% sanity. There’s anal, creampies, rough spanking, those messed up moments where she says “no, that’s too much” and you can actually stop, or just push anyway and lean harder into corruption. Some paths feel like a wholesome dating sim that just happens to have fucking, others are basically a slow, teasing descent into “friend in need becomes plaything in need” territory. The best part is how small choices stack up: a little teasing here, a slightly pushy favor there, suddenly she’s kneeling between your legs every time she visits, calling it “our little arrangement.” I wish the game didn’t make that so hot. I also really wish it did.

She’s the type of woman who walks into a lecture hall and the air just changes. Not because she’s loud - she doesn’t need to be. Her voice is low, deliberate, the kind that makes you lean in without realizing. Professor Reed doesn’t smile much, but when she does it’s never for you… until you start noticing that tiny hesitation in her tone when she calls your name. The game never rushes that tension; it lets it build and twist. Every talk in her office feels like a test you weren’t told about - intellectual, but charged as hell. The longer you stay in her orbit, the more it’s clear that she’s not as cold as she wants to be. That’s when the corruption starts creeping in, slow and almost polite at first.

There’s something really addictive about how it turns academic power games into foreplay. The writing doesn’t hold your hand - one minute you’re discussing ethics and the next you’re pulling her hair as she moans your name like it’s the only thing left she believes in. It’s not just sex scenes thrown at you (though yeah, there are plenty and they’re filthy). It’s the weird emotional rhythm between dominance and tenderness that makes everything hit harder. Her reactions - when she finally lets go, when the control slips - feel earned. Even the sandbox parts, where you can experiment a bit with how far you push her or yourself, somehow make the story more intimate instead of just checklist porn. You get to decide whether she’s your lover, your toy, or something in between.

And yeah, it’s graphic as fuck: messy titjobs that turn into handjobs that end in warm creampies on her perfect skin, moments of exhibitionism where she wants to be seen but hates that she wants it, and those rare flashes of romance that mess with your head more than any blowjob could. I found myself half turned on, half curious about how far she’d fall - or maybe how far I’d drag her down. It’s dirty, but not dumb about it. Like watching someone unbutton their soul, one button too late.

You start as this worn-out priest, the kind of man who’s seen too much war and not enough peace. He’s got that quiet authority, the type that doesn’t need to shout to make people obey. The town he moves into looks calm at first glance - green hills, soft light, all that - but it hides a mess of broken souls and dirty secrets. Slavery’s legal here, though not exactly cheap, so what you end up with are girls who’ve been through things. They flinch when touched, they test your patience, they crave attention in ways they don’t even understand. And you? You’re supposed to “train” them. Whatever that means depends on how far you’re willing to go.

It’s not just about spanking or groping, though there’s plenty of that if you push the right buttons. It’s about control, slow corruption, the way someone starts looking at you differently after a few nights of discipline mixed with affection. One moment she’s trembling, the next she’s begging for more. There’s something raw about it, something that feels wrong but also weirdly tender. The game doesn’t rush you; it lets you breathe between the filth. Sometimes you just sit there watching her try to please you, clumsy and shy, and you can almost forget she used to be terrified of you. Then she slips up, says something defiant, and you remember exactly who’s in charge.

The fantasy world stuff - elves, magic, holy symbols - it’s mostly background noise for the real thing: power and surrender. You can play gentle priest or ruthless master, or both depending on your mood. The animations hit that sweet spot between awkward and hot, like someone actually trying instead of posing. There’s even a bit of romance buried under all the punishment, if you squint. Not perfect, not polished, but maybe that’s why it works. It feels messy, human, like lust written by someone who’s lived it instead of imagined it.