The story kicks off in a way that feels almost accidental - like you weren’t supposed to see this world, but now you’re too deep to leave. You’re Jevan, a dark elf with too many secrets and not enough patience for anyone’s bullshit. The city of Mizea looks alive, breathing in its own filth and luxury at the same time. One alley smells like spice and perfume, the next like blood and sweat. Everyone wants something from you - gold, flesh, loyalty - and most of them don’t ask nicely. The game doesn’t hold your hand; it just throws you into a mess of power plays, mind tricks, and people who’d rather kneel than think for themselves. It’s not romantic. It’s raw, a bit cruel, and weirdly hot in that “I shouldn’t enjoy this” kind of way.

What really sticks is how it mixes the fantasy and the filth. You’ve got magic circles glowing under trembling bodies, whispered spells that make someone moan instead of scream, and that feeling of control that’s both intoxicating and a little scary. There’s a lot of domination, sure, but it’s not cartoonish - it’s more psychological, like watching someone slowly give up their will because they *want* to. The animations hit that sweet spot between rough and elegant; you can tell the devs cared about the rhythm of every scene. One moment you’re interrogating a traitor, the next you’re making her confess with her body instead of words. It’s messed up, but damn if it doesn’t pull you in.

You’ll probably find yourself staring too long at the details - the way skin catches light, the tiny expressions when shame turns into desire. Sometimes it’s uncomfortable, sometimes it’s addictive. The story pretends to be about politics and revenge, but it’s really about control - who has it, who loses it, and why that loss can feel better than victory. It’s the kind of game that makes you question whether you’re the predator or the one being played. Maybe both.

First time I saw this thing, I laughed at the title and thought it would be another fake edgy porn game that pretends to be dark and then gives you high school drama. It really is not that. The world here feels like someone took a fairytale kingdom, flipped it into a cold matriarchal dictatorship, then forgot to clean up all the blood and semen on the way out. You play this royal bastard, Mordred, stuck inside an order of female knights that looks holy on the outside and rots everywhere inside. Half of your time you are talking in candle-lit halls, watching armored women argue about justice while their boots are still wet from torture. The other half, you're either getting your cock worshipped or crushed by the same women who just gave a speech about honor. It has this strange animation style for the cutscenes, where faces twitch a bit too long, eyes linger a bit too low, and the camera loves legs a lot more than is healthy. Not that I complain. I will still complain that some hair keeps clipping through armor slightly in one of the early scenes and now I can't unsee it, thanks.

The cutscenes work like little theater plays. One moment you're in the chapel while a knight commander lectures Mordred about loyalty. You can choose to be respectful, mocking, or quietly plotting. If you push her too far, next scene she has you alone, back pressed to a stone pillar, gauntleted hand around your throat, other hand unbuckling your belt, her voice totally calm as she jerks you off like it's just another punishment. The animation is not "clean", it has small weird movements, fingers pressing into skin, her lips brushing your ear when she whispers about how dogs shouldn't cum before their mistress. And then another route lets you flip it, pin her instead, push her on her knees so her polished boots are on your shoulders while you fuck her mouth, the camera staying low on the floor to show her drool hitting the stone. It all feels like somebody actually thought about power, not just tits. Sometimes the pacing is terrible. There's a scene with a healer knight who spends so much time talking about ethics that by the time she finally lowers herself and licks along your shaft, I almost forgot this was porn and not a weird philosophy podcast on Spotify. But when her hands glow and she "tests" your body with magic while sucking you off, the mix of healing light and messy blowjob is honestly hot in a way I didn't expect.

What caught me is how the game keeps switching between being horny and being kind of mean. You have these RPG bits, turn based fights where you pick skills while staring at women in heavy armor who later will make you kiss their feet as reward or as humiliation, depending if you played submissive or manipulative in dialog before. One battle ends, and immediately you get a quiet little romance moment on the battlements, your commander resting her legs in your lap, telling you a story about the revolution while she uses your tongue on her toes like it's the most normal thing. The camera focuses on her feet, then her tired face, then your wet chin. Feels intimate and fucked up at same time. Sometimes Mordred sounds like a smug porn protagonist, sometimes more like a 4chan user who accidentally grew a conscience, and the game doesn't decide which version is real. That weird inconsistency somehow works. Oral scenes are everywhere: knights using you to blow off stress before councils, a noble girl who never touched a sword but uses her soft hands on your cock with this almost terrified curiosity, a rough alleyway encounter where you shove a rebel priestess to her knees and grab her hair so hard you see tears mix with spit. And yeah, some romance is there too, quiet scenes where you share stories on a bunk, fingers brushing, no sex at all, which almost feels more indecent because you know what both of you are capable of. The AI-ish CG makes some poses look slightly unnatural, like joints bending a bit off, but it adds this uncanny vibe that fits a world where power and affection are always twisted. I kinda wish they fixed that one scene where the armor strap just disappears between frames. They won't. And I will keep noticing it while I watch a holy knight choke on Mordred's cock like faith alone will not save her.

King’s Guard torches your whole damn life in one night, and the game doesn't waste much time making you feel it. Orphanage gone, sister Alice screaming somewhere in the flames, and your magic blood suddenly turns you into public enemy number one. After that, it’s like being thrown out of a comfy mobile idle game right into some horny Dark Souls fairy tale. You stumble through a kingdom where anyone with magic is hunted, which sounds edgy, but here it mostly means the hottest girls are the ones everyone wants dead. Witches with ridiculous tits hiding in ruined towers, monster girls lurking in the woods, half-breeds pretending they’re normal until you pin them to the wall and they stop pretending. The tone jumps around a bit. One moment you’re talking about revenge and trauma, next moment you’ve got a stacked witch grinding on your hand while she pretends the spell “requires focus” and you’re knuckles-deep between her legs, watching her whole body shake in those smooth little animated loops.

The sex side hits that fantasy power-trip vibe hard. You’re a male mage, and once you figure out your magic doesn’t just blast enemies but also kind of bends people, things get spicy real fast. There’s a scene with a cat-like monster girl where she resists you, claws against your chest, then your magic pulses and she just melts. She ends up on top of you, big tits bouncing in your face, and you grab her hips and just slam her down on your cock until she’s crying and begging for your cum. The camera lingers when you creampie her, the animation shows the shiver going up her spine, then you see the white leaking out when you pull out. Same with this shy half-elf girl, she’s all “we should not do this, the church is close” and then she’s jerking you off under a ruined altar, stroking slowly at first, then faster, staring at your cock like it’s some forbidden relic. When you finally climax, she panics but doesn’t stop, and the shot lands all over her face, dripping down her lips. They actually show the motion of her swallowing what’s left while she’s still rubbing the last drops out of you.

There’s a messed up, almost quiet scene later where you camp with a girl who clearly trusts you too much. She falls asleep next to the fire, legs slightly open, night robe hiked up, and you can choose to “resist” or “touch.” If you don’t resist, you end up sliding your hand under her panties while she’s out cold. Her body reacts, even if her eyes stay closed. She moans softly, shifts her hips against your fingers, and the game lets you keep going. You finger her until she’s wet enough to push in, and there’s this slow, almost guilty rhythm as you fuck her while she sleeps, her breathing getting louder, little whimpers, her tits bouncing under the cloth each time you push deeper. When you finally cum inside, the creampie shot is slow, and she half-wakes, mumbling your name, but not fully. It feels wrong, and the game knows it, but it still lingers on that dripping detail between her legs when you pull out. Moments like that sit right next to softer bits, like a monster girl leaning against you after you’ve pounded her, asking if you’ll stay, then you ignore her feelings and just ask for another handjob. She smiles anyway, drops to her knees, and starts working your shaft with both hands, spit mixing with your cum from earlier, using your cock like a toy. The mix of revenge story, weird moral choices, magic bullshit and all that rough male domination sex stays kind of addictive, even when the pacing is weird and you realize you forgot why your character even started this journey in the first place.

This one starts gentle and then goes straight into the gutter, like a priest on Pornhub. You’re this quiet guy who grew up in an orphanage, no sex, no drama, nothing spicy, then suddenly you find out your dead father was running a pharma company that basically sells liquid corruption. The drug turns normal people into horny messes, submissive, addicted, hungry for more. Your stepmother Lucy is sitting on top of this thing like some evil nun with big tits and zero shame. She used it on you, broke you, tortured you, then threw you away like trash. You spend years training, obsessing, and then sneak back into the house as a security guard, pretending to be some random dude while you’re planning revenge and trying not to get a hard-on every ten minutes because everyone in that house looks like they escaped from a hentai tag list.

The sex goes from “almost normal romance” to “ok, that’s fucked up but I’m into it” step by step. Bridgett, your stepsister, is the soft spot. She actually feels like a person and not just a walking pair of tits. She’s sweet, a bit naive, and trying so hard to be good in a house where everyone is cheating, touching, lying, and sneaking around. When you start protecting her, it feels kinda wholesome at first. Then the game starts corrupting her with you. Slow groping in the hallway when no one sees. Accidentally brushing against her ass in the kitchen, not so accidental. A “comfort” hug where your hand slides a little lower than it should. There is this one moment when she’s crying in her room, you sit next to her to calm her down, and her head ends up on your lap, right on your dick, and she pretends not to notice. That scene felt way more dirty than straight-up anal, just because of the build-up. Later you get the more hardcore stuff, the oral, the creampie, the ahegao face when she finally snaps and begs for more. It actually feels like a corruption, not just a switch turning on.

Lucy is on the opposite side, full-on cruel milf energy. She uses the drug like a sex toy, like it’s just another thing in her drawer next to the vibrator. She talks down to you, calls you pathetic, then grabs your cock with this “I own you” attitude, and somehow you’re angry and horny at the same time. There is one scene where she forces you on your knees to “apologize properly,” and it’s basically a humiliation blowjob, with her hand choking the back of your head while she smiles like a saint in a stained glass window, except she’s got your cum on her tongue instead of a halo. The religion angle is very twisted here: there are crosses on the walls, family prayers, fake moral talk, and then five minutes later someone is getting fingered against the same wall. It hits that specific fetish where purity is just cosplay and everybody is rotten underneath.

The family itself is a walking harem waiting to happen. Cousins, step-something, everyone with big asses, big tits, too much makeup, and dangerous secrets. One cousin in particular clearly knows more about you than she admits. She flirts with you in this lazy “I know your real face” way, touching your thigh under the table during some polite family dinner. No big sex scene yet, just slow build, and honestly that teasing is hotter than half the actual anal scenes. Then later, under the excuse of “checking your uniform,” she corners you, runs her hand over your crotch, laughs when you get hard, and says something that sounds like blackmail and foreplay at the same time. The game loves this kind of domination where the woman is in control, but it still feels like you’re the one spreading the corruption, so the power keeps flipping and it’s messy in a good way. There is BDSM flavor too: cuffs, orders, forced positions, but it’s not super polished dungeon stuff, more like a very perverted rich family using whatever they want because nobody tells them no. You get masturbation scenes where the girls touch themselves thinking about you, handjobs where they test how far they can push you, anal in moments you don’t totally expect, and a lot of cheating that just happens in side rooms and corridors like it’s the most normal thing. It all fits the revenge story in a nasty way: the same drug they used to control and humiliate you, you start to turn against them, taking their fake holiness and grinding it into raw, dirty, shameless sex.