You wake up half dead in some dusty tent, head ringing, body wrapped in bandages that smell like herbs and sweat, and the first thing you see is this desert beauty bending over you with her tits almost falling out of her clothes. Not some plastic bimbo, but that soft, dark eyed type, like old anime OVA heroines from the 90s, where the artist actually cared about curves and skin tone. She says her name is Imry, and you can’t remember jack shit, not even your own name, but your dick remembers everything just fine. The game doesn’t rush it, though. You lie there listening to the wind outside, hearing the tribe talking in low voices, the sound of camels, the desert at night. That atmosphere hits you in the brain in this lazy way, like when you rewatch some VHS hentai from your youth and suddenly remember the exact smell of your room back then. Imry keeps leaning in to change bandages, and every time, the camera gets closer to her lips, her neck, the edge of her clothes where her nipple is just barely covered. It’s that kind of slow, teasing erotic, not the modern "HERE IS NAKED BODY IN 3 SECONDS" type. Which is funny, because the game still lets you fuck pretty quickly if you push certain choices.

The whole setup with the tribe and Zaris and his daughter feels like some lost “Arabian nights but horny” doujin that someone found on an old hard drive and turned into a visual novel. You saved the chief’s daughter from bandits, got slammed in the head, now you’re the mysterious warrior outsider in the camp. Of course he offers you his daughter like it’s the most normal thing in the world. She’s this shy but spoiled desert princess, with gold jewelry bouncing on her tits every time she moves, pretending to be all proper while her eyes keep drifting to your crotch when she thinks nobody sees. There’s this one scene where you walk outside the tent at night, moonlight on the sand, wind blowing her veil, and you can choose whether to act like a gentleman or just press her against a tent pole and grind. I picked the “a bit gentle but still horny” option and the CG that followed… yeah, I had to pause and open Telegram because my phone buzzed, and when I looked back, her expression in that moment stuck in my head for hours. Old school blush, a little drool, thighs pressed together, not this sterile porn pose style you see everywhere now.

The mystery stuff about who you are is kinda there, but honestly, I forgot about it halfway because I was too busy trying to unlock all the scenes with Imry. Some dialogue pacing is weird, like the game suddenly jumps from “how is your wound” to “I have always felt alone beneath these stars” and then back to slow handjob in the same conversation, like someone edited three drafts together and said “good enough.” There is also one choice where the timing of the text box completely killed the tension for me, but I still clicked through because the next CG promised nipple. Sometimes the desert background looks copy pasted, sometimes it hits you with this really nice sunset and you think “damn, this would be a killer wallpaper on my old Windows XP machine.” The sex is more about skin and eyes and those small touches, like fingers brushing over scars, the way her clothes slip aside instead of just vanishing. Penetration scenes are direct, lots of fluids, hips slapping, that good stuff, but my favorite bits were the small lewd moments, like Imry’s hair all messy after she goes down on you and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, pretending nothing happened while her cheeks glow. It feels rough around the edges, like some half forgotten hentai CD-ROM game little perverts like me used to trade on shady forums, and that’s exactly why it stuck in my head after I closed the browser.

Death in this game is like a bad Unity compile: you think “ok, that’s it,” and then it spits you back one year in the past and tells you to try again, except now you got a hard-on and godlike save scumming built into the story. You’re basically a horny superhero with the power of “what if I didn’t fuck that up?” and the whole town is your sandbox. One moment you’re chatting with a tired, hot older woman who has that soft-mom energy and cleavage that never quite fits in her clothes, next moment you’re quietly nudging events so some disaster never happens, while being absolutely distracted by the way her shirt sticks to her when it rains. The game pretends it’s about fate and responsibility, but half the time it feels like the devs asked: “what if time travel was just an excuse to flirt, screw up romances, then reload reality itself?”

The structure is pure visual novel, but it actually reacts. You say the wrong thing to her in one scene, brush off her feelings or push too hard when she clearly isn’t ready, and ten scenes later she looks at you like she remembers every tiny shitty choice you made. There’s this one moment where I tried to be the cool, distant hero, focusing on stopping something huge from happening, and I ignored a small, intimate talk with her in the kitchen. Later, when everything got tense, she just quietly said, “you never listen until it’s too late,” and that hit harder than any explosion. Right after that, the game lets you see her in a really tender, erotic CG, where she finally opens up… and you know you kind of didn’t earn it in that timeline. The hentai scenes are nice and shameless: soft lighting, curves that feel indulgent, a lot of focus on her face when she’s torn between “this is wrong” and “fuck it, I want this.” Sometimes the camera lingers a bit too long on one angle and I kept noticing a tiny shadow artifact on the edge of her hair. It annoyed me once and then I couldn’t unsee it. The dev will never fix it, I just know.

What I like is how your “superpower” is not just shooting lasers or something dumb. It’s messing with cause and effect, changing who comforts who, who survives, who falls in love, and that includes sexual tension that brews forever before it finally snaps. You might protect the town and lose her, or chase her so hard that the town quietly burns in the background, and the game doesn’t slap your wrist right away. It waits. Lets you sit in your mess. The romantic side is surprisingly sweet, almost softboy, then in the next scene you’re pinning her against a wall, kissing her neck while she mutters that this is insane and still pulls you closer. There’s this constant question: are you a hero, or just a guy abusing a cosmic reset button to get into a milf’s panties? The game doesn’t give you a clean answer and honestly it shouldn’t. I do wish there was one completely stupid route where you just waste your power on lottery tickets and porn subscriptions on Steam, but that’s never going to happen and that’s fine. I was going to talk about the supernatural side more but my brain keeps looping back to that one scene where she’s half undressed, asking if the universe is really worth saving if she ends up alone again, and you have to pick between touching her or stepping away. That choice stuck with me longer than any fancy effect or explosion. Maybe the real bug is that I kind of wanted the “wrong” option to feel even better.

When misfortune befalls the father who has tirelessly backed him, the story’s hero struggles with fear yet fuels his drive as he prepares to leave for university and dreams of exploring the world. Could this hold him back? No way. Now more than ever, he’s determined to hustle, fulfill his ambitions, and look after his father.

However, in choosing new friends and lovers, he has to be cautious not to stumble into deeper troubles. The stakes are high, and every choice holds consequences he can’t ignore.

Enter a raw, gripping journey where passion and struggle collide at every turn. Feel the electric pull of temptation and the crushing burden of family loyalty.

Navigate the tangled web of bonds and betrayals that define his brutal path forward. The line between salvation and downfall is razor-thin, and your decisions tip the balance.

Brace for an unrelenting ride packed with explicit, heart-pounding encounters that push limits. It’s a brutal saga where every pleasure comes at a price and every risk might be the last.

Does he have what it takes to overcome heartbreak, betrayal, and temptation, or will he fall apart? Start playing and carve out his destiny in this gritty, provocative adventure.

You show up at this rich family’s mansion as the new gardener, thinking you’ll be trimming bushes and pretending you know the names of flowers. Instead, the game pretty quickly makes it clear that the real “landscaping” is happening in the bedrooms, on the balcony, up against doors, wherever there’s a flat surface and no witnesses. The whole thing plays like a horny soap opera someone wrote while staring at a maid outfit too long. You wander around this big estate, talk to people, choose your answers, and every “innocent” chore has a way of turning into sex. Pull weeds, get a blowjob. Carry boxes, end up with your cock between soft tits. Water the roses, suddenly the mistress is pressing you against the window and asking if you’re loyal to her or to her husband who you never even see. It feels less like a job and more like you accidentally signed a contract to become the walking stress relief toy of bored upper class weirdos.

The mistress is the first one who really hits you like a truck. She has that calm, perfect-lady vibe at breakfast, then five minutes later she is on her knees in the study, drool on your shaft, mascara smearing while she tries to swallow everything and doesn’t care if she makes a mess on her dress. There is a lot of that actually. Ahegao faces that are a bit too much sometimes, with eyes rolling back and tongue out while her throat is full and she still somehow moans a whole sentence. The game loves face-fucking shots where you see her choking, tears coming out, then she looks up like she’s proud of taking it. There are a bunch of cum-eating closeups too, with her licking it off her lips or deliberately gulping, and you can practically hear the “gulp” sound in your head even when you mute the browser because something autoplayed on another tab and pissed you off. And nearly every time you think “ok that’s the peak”, suddenly she pushes your dick between her tits, squeezes them together and makes you focus on how they move, how she strokes the underside with her tongue, like she’s worshipping your cock way more than her supposedly expensive jewelry.

The maid is the one that sneaks up on you though. At first she plays this proper servant role, all polite bows and “yes sir” stuff, and you almost ignore her because you’re too busy staring at milf hips walking down the hallway. Then the game flips it and reveals she has this naughty streak and a secret that actually made me pause for a second. Not because it’s deep, nothing here is deep except throats, but because you realize she’s spying, listening, maybe even setting up situations. There is this moment in the laundry area where she pretends to bump into you and blush, then ten lines later she’s guiding your hand under her uniform and she’s already dripping. The uniform scenes are some of the best ones. Pulling her panties to the side, lifting the skirt but keeping the top neatly buttoned, like she’s half at work, half on her knees for you. At one point she ends up tongue to tongue with the mistress around your cock and it turns into this messy little yuri moment where they are kissing each other with your cum in their mouths, and it feels trashy in a very honest way. And then the game just casually drops the adopted stepsister on you like, “oh yeah, there is also a hot girl your age wandering around the mansion in shorts that are too small.” She starts out kind of playful and bratty, then there’s this scene on her bed where you’re “comforting” her, she gets closer, her hand drifts, and soon she’s grinding on you like she forgot you’re supposed to be family. The routes bleed into each other, so you can cheat on everyone with everyone, and the story pretends to be romantic while you’re basically plowing through the whole household. It’s messy, a bit wrong, occasionally sweet in a dumb way, and honestly that fits the tone. This mansion doesn’t feel like a place for love. It feels like a place where nobody gets what they need from the people they’re supposed to, so they end up on your lap instead.