The Vet of LUST is an adult RPG game in constant development. The game goes after the story of Lust, a enthusiasm demon from the Second circle of hell. It features lots of explicit sexual content, fierce turn based combat, various realms that Fervor will be able to study and conquer, evolving characters and much more. It took us over half a yr to create this game, we hope that you will love it and that you may consider supporting the ongoing development. This game also features some Patron only content to show our thankfulness for those that do choose to support our work. The game was designed at 1280x900. The version posted here is running at 896x630 (70% size). You may look the full size game on our website where we have the game in 3 alternative sizes/resolutions. This is the 1st update to the game. The Final Trial update. Below you may look a fast recap of what we are adding/fixing with this update. Fresh additions. - Brand fresh luxurious model!!! Conclude the update to look;) - The final trial battle. - Fresh playable mettle in battle, Demonica the warrior, with her own moves and unique fatality scene. - Fresh sound effects added to main hook-up scenes (moaning etc). - Preliminary audio on/off function on main hook-up scenes. - Fresh description text for Demonica. - A Patron only button to skip the tutorial right up to the final trial battle. Fixes (among others). - Immobile the map persistence issue. - Lowered the sir volume of the music in the main hook-up scenes. - Immobile some of the vanishing dialog screens. - Immobile the fasten to "justGirls".

Haunted by the feeling that you don’t belong anywhere on Earth, you stumble upon a dark revelation - the reality crashes down: you’re a devil that slipped away from the brutal realm of Heck. The Prince of Darkness has his eyes set on you, scheming to make you the centerpiece of a devastating assault on the human realm.

Every step forward drags you deeper into a web of dark magic and erotic encounters that challenge your very soul. Encounters with real models and otherworldly beings blur the lines between pleasure and pain, pushing you toward an uncertain destiny.

The game blends text-driven storytelling with provocative visuals, pulling you deeper into a world where nudity and danger intertwine. Your powers grow stronger with each risky move, but so do the stakes as Lucifer’s invasion draws near.

Your actions could either unleash chaos or seal the gates of Hell forever. Dive into a dark fantasy world where sex, power, and magic collide in a relentless battle for your very essence.

Only by embracing your true self can you hope to turn the tide and save the world from eternal darkness.

Rule your underground lair with savage cunning and deadly precision, sharpening your abilities to annihilate all intruders from above. Craft vicious traps that snap shut on every bold soul trying to breach your fortress uninvited. Crush heroic egos and bodies alike, leaving no challenger standing in your path.

Curiously, the brave souls who enter your underground world are often not the typical heroes, mostly hot and tempting ladies, their hearts pounding with forbidden desire. The delicate beauty of these women clashes with the harsh environment you command. They come for many reasons, but their allure fuels a darker game beneath the surface.

In this text-driven roleplay, your commands determine the rise or fall of heroes and seductresses alike. Wage war using a mix of cunning traps and brutal combat in a fight for ultimate control. Build your power step by step, turning your dungeon into a nightmare no one escapes from.

Experience a twisted visual novel where every choice leads deeper into a seductive nightmare. Become the dungeon’s undisputed ruler, crushing all who oppose your reign. Step into the role of a demon lord whose power and passion know no bounds.

The underground calls for a new king, and only you can answer with fire and flesh.

Confusion cloaks my thoughts like a thick fog rolling in from the ocean, making me feel dizzy and chilled. My body aches painfully, unfamiliar with the strange position I find myself trapped in. The room surrounding me is stark and sterile, painted in harsh white that seems to swallow all warmth. Overhead, the rough fluorescent lights cast an unforgiving glare across the walls, making every corner sharp and clinical. A steady, soft beeping cuts through the silence, a rhythmic pulse that fills the space - a clear sign I am not alone here.

I force myself to settle back into the bed, wincing sharply at the sting crawling along my back and the persistent dull throb pulsing in my head. My fingers reach up hesitantly to touch my face; the skin feels unnervingly smooth beneath my touch, hair soft and fragile against my palms. Who could I be? And where exactly have I landed? These questions storm my mind relentlessly, but no answers come to calm the rising tide of fear and uncertainty.

The sterile chill of the room sinks deeper into my bones as I try to piece together shards of memory scattered and faded. There’s an ominous emptiness to this place, like a forgotten tomb or locked cage. The beeping grows louder, more insistent - a heartbeat echoing in this cold, clinical prison. My eyes dart around, hunting for any clue, any scrap of familiarity, but only blank white walls and cold metal surfaces greet me.

Every instinct screams that I need to move, to escape this suffocating void, yet my limbs betray me, heavy and numb. The steady beep becomes a brutal reminder of my helplessness, intensifying the ache behind my eyes. I close them briefly, trying to push away the panic clawing at my chest, willing my mind to gather strength and clarity. The mystery of who I am and why I’m here claws deeper, demanding answers that remain maddeningly out of reach.

But beneath the fog of pain and confusion, a flicker of defiance rises. I won’t surrender to this unknown fate. Somewhere in this sterile nightmare lies a path - a way to unravel what’s been stolen or lost. My senses sharpen as I prepare to fight through the haze, to tear apart the silence and discover the truth hidden in this cold, blinding light. The time to act is now; waiting only deepens the darkness creeping closer. Will you join me in breaking free from this waking nightmare?

Confusion cloaks my thoughts like a thick fog rolling in from the ocean, making me feel dizzy and chilled. My body aches painfully, unfamiliar with the strange position I find myself trapped in. The room surrounding me is stark and sterile, painted in harsh white that seems to swallow all warmth. Overhead, the rough fluorescent lights cast an unforgiving glare across the walls, making every corner sharp and clinical. A steady, soft beeping cuts through the silence, a rhythmic pulse that fills the space - a clear sign I am not alone here.

I force myself to settle back into the bed, wincing sharply at the sting crawling along my back and the persistent dull throb pulsing in my head. My fingers reach up hesitantly to touch my face; the skin feels unnervingly smooth beneath my touch, hair soft and fragile against my palms. Who could I be? And where exactly have I landed? These questions storm my mind relentlessly, but no answers come to calm the rising tide of fear and uncertainty.

The sterile chill of the room sinks deeper into my bones as I try to piece together shards of memory scattered and faded. There’s an ominous emptiness to this place, like a forgotten tomb or locked cage. The beeping grows louder, more insistent - a heartbeat echoing in this cold, clinical prison. My eyes dart around, hunting for any clue, any scrap of familiarity, but only blank white walls and cold metal surfaces greet me.

Every instinct screams that I need to move, to escape this suffocating void, yet my limbs betray me, heavy and numb. The steady beep becomes a brutal reminder of my helplessness, intensifying the ache behind my eyes. I close them briefly, trying to push away the panic clawing at my chest, willing my mind to gather strength and clarity. The mystery of who I am and why I’m here claws deeper, demanding answers that remain maddeningly out of reach.

But beneath the fog of pain and confusion, a flicker of defiance rises. I won’t surrender to this unknown fate. Somewhere in this sterile nightmare lies a path - a way to unravel what’s been stolen or lost. My senses sharpen as I prepare to fight through the haze, to tear apart the silence and discover the truth hidden in this cold, blinding light. The time to act is now; waiting only deepens the darkness creeping closer. Will you join me in breaking free from this waking nightmare?