Honestly wasn't expecting much when I stumbled onto this one. The whole superhero angle felt kinda played out, you know? But fuck me, this thing actually got its hooks in deep. Started playing for the card mechanics - yeah there's some strategy element that doesn't suck - but stayed for Michael's weird journey through this broken hero organization.

The photography angle is what really sells it though. You're this washed-up photographer trying to rebuild these heroes' public image, and the way they handle the voyeuristic aspects... it's not just "click button, see tits." There's actual tension in deciding what shots to take, how to frame these supposedly perfect beings when they're falling apart behind the scenes. Anna Morgenstern runs STALWART and she's got this mysterious thing going on that kept me guessing way longer than it should have. The masturbation scenes aren't just thrown in randomly either - they actually tie into the characters' psychological states and the whole power dynamic mess.

What caught me off guard was how the multiple protagonist thing works. You're mainly Michael but sometimes you get these glimpses from the heroes' perspectives, and their internal monologues during intimate moments are pretty raw. The animated sequences are smooth enough that they don't break immersion, which is more than I can say for most games trying this hard. The mobile optimization is solid too, though I played mostly on desktop because the strategy elements need more screen space. There's this whole conspiracy brewing underneath the surface that gets darker as you progress, and by the time you realize what Anna actually wants from you, you're already in too deep. The erotic thriller label isn't just marketing bullshit - they actually deliver on both fronts without one overwhelming the other.

Guy gets fried by lightning on the way from his boring office job and wakes up as the new dark overlord. Sounds badass, right? It actually feels more like getting dumped into horny hell with a to-do list. You’ve got a demon castle, a bunch of monster girls who either want to serve you, ruin you, or sit on your face, and a curse inside your body that randomly flares up like the worst horny migraine ever. One moment you’re checking resource numbers and troop morale, next second your vision goes blurry, your body heats up, and you’re pinning a monster girl to the wall, pounding her while she’s got that full ahegao face, drool hanging, tongue out, eyes rolled. The game doesn’t fade to black, it goes all in. Animated sex scenes, hips actually moving, tits bouncing, ropes tightening, soft moans turning into straight up screaming when you decide to go rough. I keep pausing to capture the best frames into GIFs, then going back because I miss whole animations. It’s stupid how many times I rewound one anal scene with a slimy tentacle girl wrapping around the hero like a hentai octopus hug.

What I didn’t expect is how the management and rpg stuff keeps baiting you into lewd trouble. You open the map just to plan some combat, then some “innocent” patrol report pops up with a busty orc girl who “failed her mission” and now needs punishment. You can humiliate her in the throne room, bend her over the steps, slap that big ass until it jiggles, then decide if you’re fucking her like a toy in front of frightened underlings or actually comforting her with slower vaginal sex. Both still end with her broken, panting, eyes blank. Or that virgin elf mage you recruit, acting all pure and holy, but the first time the curse really bites you in front of her, you lose control, shove her against a bookshelf, tear her clothes and fuck her until she’s drooling and begging you to corrupt her more. She goes from “please, dark lord, control yourself” to “don’t stop, use my mouth too” really fast. There is some light combat, yeah, you smack monsters around, get loot, level up, but it mostly just feels like foreplay to unlock new positions, toys, and kinks. The bdsm scenes surprised me. Ropes look tight, skin goes a little red if you keep spanking, chains rattle when she tries to squirm away, and there’s this humiliation angle where you make monster girls lick your boots first, then your cock right after. It hits that fantasy of being absolute bastard overlord, even though the guy is still kind of clueless office worker inside, panicking in his own thoughts while his body is happily choking a girl with his dick. Honestly, the small UI sounds are too loud on mobile and it annoys me every damn time I adjust volume, but then the next scene has a monster girl choking on your cock with tears in her eyes and you kinda forget everything.

Yuu looks like one of those quiet types you’d never notice in a crowd, but that’s the trick, isn’t it? The game doesn’t start with fireworks or any fancy menu music - it just drops you right into his head. You can almost feel how tense he is around Misaki, his little sister who’s too innocent for the filth swirling around her. It’s that kind of story where every click feels heavier than it should, because one wrong choice and things slide from tender to completely fucked-up. And they do. You think you’re protecting her, then suddenly the camera lingers too long, she’s asleep, breathing soft, and your cursor hesitates. It’s not subtle about temptation. The voyeurism here is dirty in a way that makes you feel complicit, like you’re peeking through a crack in a door you shouldn’t have opened.

The animation hits that weirdly realistic zone - not uncanny, just raw enough to make the moans stick in your ears. There’s this one scene where Yuu’s hand trembles before touching her thigh, and the sound design makes it worse, or better, depending on what you came for. When the blackmail angle kicks in, everything starts looping back: guilt, lust, anger, repeat. Some endings hit harder than expected - one actually made me shut my phone for a minute. Then I went back anyway. The multiple paths don’t feel like “good” or “bad” endings, more like different shades of corruption. You’ll probably hate yourself a bit, which is exactly why it works.

Weird thing - the romance thread actually lands emotionally once or twice, like when Misaki whispers his name during the sleep scene, half-awake, half-aware. It’s messed up and strangely intimate. You won’t find polished heroes or tidy morals here, just a slow descent wrapped in warm skin and bad decisions. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

The story kicks off like someone accidentally hit “load save file” on a life that already went to hell twice. The guy you play as isn’t some shining hero - he’s just trying to crawl back from a mess that smells like heartbreak and cheap perfume. The world around him? All shiny screens and fake smiles, every move tracked, every glance sold to the highest bidder. It’s weirdly hot and depressing at the same time. You walk through neon-lit streets where even the vending machines flirt with you, and somehow you end up tangled in conversations that start innocent and end with someone’s breath catching in their throat. The girls here aren’t just eye candy - they tease, they test, they *know* exactly how much power they’ve got. And yeah, those curves are basically weapons.

The game doesn’t rush you, though. It lets you stew in the tension. One moment you’re arguing with a woman who could break your heart or your pelvis - probably both - and the next you’re caught in a scene that feels too real for a screen. The teasing is constant: a brush of skin, a look that lingers too long, the kind of moan that makes your phone feel heavier in your hand. You make choices, but they don’t always feel like yours. Sometimes you pick the “nice” answer and end up in her bed anyway, other times you try to be bold and she just laughs, walks away, and leaves you staring at her hips as she goes. It’s frustrating. It’s brilliant. It’s kind of addictive.

There’s something about the way it mixes romance and filth that feels almost wrong - in a good way. The emotional bits sneak up on you between the dirty ones, and suddenly you care about someone whose main skill is making you blush. The game knows exactly what it’s doing; it just pretends not to.