Waking up naked in a city that looks like Silent Hill fucked a factory and then forgot to clean up after, that’s the vibe here. You open your eyes, have zero clue who you are, and the first real thing you focus on is this girl, Ophelia, who is hot in a wrong kind of way. Not wrong like “oh no, she’s evil”, more like “why does her body move like that and why do I like it so much”. She talks to you like she’s already decided you’re hers, and the game never really lets you feel fully safe around her, even when she’s stroking your cheek or dropping to her knees in first person view. One second you’re flirting, next second you’re both scavenging in a ruined supermarket while something wet and angry screams somewhere in the dark aisle behind the cereal. It’s messy, horny, and kind of romantic in that trash-fire way where the world is ending but you still argue about who gets to be on top.

The loop sneaks up on you. At first you just click around, pick up scrap, figure out some simple crafting, like “ok, I need this to not die, and that to impress the monster girl who can snap me like a twig but would rather tease me senseless”. Then you start thinking in turns. That nasty creature you meet in the subway? You’re watching its attack pattern, saving skills, deciding if losing here is actually a bad thing, because there is a non-zero chance it pins you down and suddenly you’re getting railed while the combat music is still echoing in your head. Sometimes it’s vaginal, sometimes it’s anal, sometimes the thing pulls out a surprise dick and your brain goes “wait what” at the same time your body goes “keep going”. The wild part is, a lot of these sexy punishments you can avoid if you don’t fuck up, but the game kind of tempts you to misplay. Like, you know that if you keep defending instead of killing her, this tall futa hunter might “reward” you by using your mouth until the screen literally fogs. I said I was going to play smart and then suddenly I am losing a fight on purpose like a clown.

The mood keeps swinging. You get this bleak, broken-city horror, ruined apartments lit by flickering signs, dead silence in one street and then some giggly banter with Ophelia as she strips piece by piece while pretending it’s part of a “strategic plan” to distract an enemy. Sure girl, it’s for tactics. She kisses another woman in front of you once, slow and deep, and you get that sharp jealous sting that hits harder than most jump scares. If you push it, they drag it into full lesbian territory and you’re just there, stuck between wanting to watch and wanting to join. There’s also these quiet POV moments when she crawls into your lap in some half-collapsed shelter, tells you stupid jokes, then casually opens your pants and starts sucking you off while still talking about survival routes like this is the most normal thing. The romance side is weirdly soft in places, with her asking little things about what you like, what you hate, how rough she can be, and from that point the dating sim brain kicks in and you start gaming her affection like it’s Tinder but with actual teeth. I wish the UI for the crafting menu didn’t look like it was slapped together in a hurry, but in a twisted way it fits the whole ruined-world energy, so I’m not even confident I want it changed. Just be warned: if you’re like me and tell yourself “I’m going to focus on survival”, you’ll still end up knee deep in sex scenes where losing a turn in combat means some hungry girl-monster is riding you in full animation and you suddenly forget completely why you came into that area in the first place.

You start as this shiny holy boy, all blessed and important, marching in to kill the big bad succubus, and the game just immediately laughs in your face. Nox wipes the floor with you, steals your power, and suddenly the mighty chosen hero is more like a walking protein dispenser in a world full of horny monsters that all want a taste. The whole thing feels like you accidentally clicked the wrong link on your church’s website and ended up here. Every area you go through is basically a trap: monster girls that look like they belong on some sketchy Pixiv page, smug milfs with that “I’ve ruined better men than you” look, futa demons with way too much confidence, fluffy girls with tails that distract you at the exact moment they’re pinning you down. You think “ok, this time I’m going to focus on combat, grind some levels, be serious” and then three seconds later some big tit demon bends over in front of you and the game is like, “sure you are, champ.”

What I liked is how it keeps playing this joke on your ego. You’re supposed to be holy, but half the time you’re flat on your back, getting milked, pinned, ridden, or just used like some toy. You win a fight? The monster girl still teases you, strokes your cock with her foot, presses her huge ass against you and whispers about how much you must be holding back. You lose? They sit on your face, fuck you stupid, ride your dick until you shoot inside them and they moan about how “the church raises such obedient little cum donors.” There is a lot of view-from-your-own-eyes stuff, with thighs closing around your head, tits smooshing against you, and those moments where you’re staring up at a smug face while she grinds on your lap and you can feel yourself giving up both the fight and your stats. Creampies are not subtle either. You see it, you hear it, they talk about it. Some girls get off on stuffing you dry, rubbing your leaking cock on themselves, looking you in the eyes while you twitch and spill inside them again. Oral scenes flip around a lot: sometimes they worship you, sometimes they grab you by the hair and shove your face between their legs until you are basically just a tongue with a body attached. There are furry girls that act like they’re “just curious” and then five seconds later they’re riding you, tail wrapping around your leg while they moan in your ear. A few scenes really go hard on the feet stuff too, like this one where a demon queen keeps your hands bound and makes you cum only from her soles and toes, then laughs that a “holy hero” got trained by her feet. You can pretend you’re here for the RPG elements, the sandbox, the power climb, whatever. But then you’re peeking around a corner just to watch two monster girls play with each other, or letting a milf priestess “cleanse” you with her mouth while your stats mysteriously drop again, and you realize the real boss fight is just how long you can last before you give in on purpose.

New city, new gym, whole building full of girls with claws, tails, extra ears and way too much ass packed into tight sport shorts. You play the guy who owns the place, the “responsible” gym instructor who swears it’s a safe space and not a walking fetish trap, then the first thing you do is watch a sweaty lamia try to fit her giant snake body on a treadmill that was never built for that. The game just throws you into this weird cozy fantasy where every monster girl is pretending it’s just about fitness, while you and them keep eyeing those bouncing tits in the mirror like nobody notices. It feels like a normal gym management RPG at first: you plan sessions, pick training routines, mess with stats, keep an eye on money and equipment. Then you realize each session is basically an excuse to get closer and closer until your “stretching assistance” is just your hands sliding way too low on her hips while she pretends it’s part of the program.

What really got me hooked is how personal the training becomes. You are not just clicking “do squats”. You choose how hard you push them, if you praise or tease, if you focus on strength, stamina, or just making them feel sexy as hell in those tight sport uniforms. One time I decided to be super strict with a shy catgirl who kept hiding her huge chest under baggy clothes. I pushed her with brutal cardio, barely letting her rest. By the end she’s drenched, shirt stuck to her skin, nipples poking through, and she’s staring at you with that mix of “I hate you” and “please don’t stop”. Another time I did the opposite with a tall, smug cow girl. I kept giving her “breaks”, helping her stretch, holding her from behind while she bent over, letting my hands “accidentally” rest on her thick thighs. She knew what I was doing. She leaned her heavy tits back on my chest and asked if that counted as core training.

The sandbox part hits pretty hard. You control schedule, who gets attention, what parts of the gym you upgrade. Do you unlock more public areas where other monster girls can watch each other work out, all that voyeur energy, or do you focus on private rooms where the moans echo against the walls and no one complains? I like when the gym gets busy and you walk through the floor, just clicking on whoever catches your eye: a wolf girl doing squats, ass popping out of her shorts, tail twitching like she’s horny already; a slim bunny girl trying to keep up with heavy weights because she wants a rounder ass and you stand behind her, every rep pushing her closer to you; a proud demon girl who pretends she doesn’t care about “romance” but blushes like crazy when you praise her body. Sometimes the AI art looks a bit off if you stare too long, like an extra finger or weird angle, but honestly the sweat, the flushed faces, the giant tits straining against sports bras, it all sells the fantasy so hard I stopped caring.

There’s a romance angle, yeah, but it’s the obsessive kind if you play it like that. You can focus on one girl, stalk her routine, always being there to “help” only her, tuning her training just for your tastes. You make her stronger while also making sure her curves stay huge, and she starts relying on you emotionally, not just physically. Or you can be a slutty trainer, spreading your attention, making them all a bit too attached, jealous when they see you correcting someone else’s posture from behind. I liked when one of them walked in on me mid “private stretching” with another girl and the dialogue got all passive-aggressive, but nobody actually left. Just silence, heavy breathing, and you in the middle of all that monster girl drama, pretending you are still just a gym owner and not the biggest pervert in the building.

Your life is basically a shitty spreadsheet of coffee stains and ignored emails when she shows up. Not in a cool dramatic way either. One second you’re half-asleep at your desk, the next there’s this smug, gorgeous succubus stretching like she owns the place, tits out, tail swaying, heels on your paperwork. Calysindra feels like that one toxic situationship you know is bad for you, but the sex is ridiculous, so you keep answering their DMs anyway. Only this time, it’s your soul on the line, not just your self-respect. And yeah, the game actually leans into that. Every time you say “yes” to her, it feels a bit like you’re handing over another piece of yourself… and then she rewards you with a blowjob that makes your screen feel way too small.

What I liked is how the erotic stuff doesn’t just pop up as random cutscenes. You push her around a little, she pushes back harder. Let her ride you once while she’s whispering corrupt little promises in your ear, and suddenly she’s slipping a finger in your ass the next time, like, “Oh, you didn’t say no before, did you?” The escalation feels natural in a fucked up way. One route I played, I kept trying to act like a good guy, resisting her, pretending I’m better than this. Then I caved during this footjob scene where she has you on the floor, heels dug into your chest, toes wrapped around your cock, and she keeps asking, “You really think you’re in control here?” I swear I clicked through that scene too fast, like I was actually flustered. And then later the game quietly reminds you what you agreed to when she’s sitting in your lap, cleaning up your cum with her tongue and casually talking about claiming your soul like it’s rent money.

Sometimes the camera lingers way too long on her ass while she’s riding you, and I kinda love that, but also the UI button in the corner is one pixel off and it annoyed me every single time. You get these branches where you stop being just her toy and start pushing back for real, using this demonic blood thing that wakes up inside you. Suddenly the blowjob where she was in full control flips, and you have her on her knees, hand in her hair, fucking her throat until tears mess up her perfect makeup. She smiles through it, of course. She always does. There’s anal that actually feels earned, like you pushed the corruption far enough that her bending over the desk and begging you to “fill every hole” just makes sense now. There’s vaginal creampies where she tightens around you like she’s milking you dry on purpose, and you can either moan her name or growl in her ear and use her like a fleshlight with horns. One of my favorite bits is a small thing: she casually lifts her foot to your mouth during a normal dialogue scene, tells you to kiss it if you want her help. Nothing hardcore yet, just this soft corruption, and later that tiny choice turns into a full-on domination foot worship scene where you’re licking her soles while she fucks you from above. I still have no idea how many endings there are, I just keep chasing the ones where I either completely own her or lose myself inside her, and both feel weirdly comfortable. Anyway, the game opens in an office and I still don’t remember what the original job was. I just remember her tongue, her tail wrapping around my leg, and the way she smiles when I finally stop pretending I’m not enjoying all of it.