Become Alpha is a porn game with tons of memes, kickass branching storyline, quests, RPG-like experience system, and a possibility to have sex with many partners. It's also pretty damn funny. The story is about Harry Panuchkin who's a nerd and a wannabe gangster. He has a big dick, but never actually used it. It's your job to help him get the pussy and make him a proper alpha male, that he always wanted to be.

I don’t know why I even clicked this one. Maybe because I was half-drunk and saw Hinata’s face on the thumbnail, or maybe because I’ve got that soft spot for those messy parody worlds where everyone’s older, jaded, and way too horny for their own good. The thing starts slow, like it’s pretending to care about your “choices,” but before you even realize it, you’re knee-deep in scenes that feel too personal, too raw. I mean, I’ve played plenty of these hentai sandboxes, but this one… it doesn’t even pretend to be polite. Boruto’s there, weirdly confident, cocky in a way that makes you both hate and want him, and Hinata - god, she’s written like someone’s fever dream after a breakup. There’s this scene in the bath, the kind that drags too long, the steam barely hiding anything, and I kept thinking, “Why’s this hitting harder than it should?” Maybe it’s the music looping wrong, like an old memory that won’t stop playing.

The AI art is uneven, sure, but sometimes it lands so well it’s uncomfortable. I wish they didn’t make Tsunade so submissive - it doesn’t fit her - but then again, maybe that’s the whole point. The corruption bits feel almost lazy at first, but then there’s that moment, that one line where she gives in, and you kind of forget it’s pixels. I got stuck in the sandbox part for an hour, mostly because I couldn’t figure out if I was supposed to feel bad for what I was doing or not. It’s not even about the sex half the time, it’s about watching everyone slowly lose their sense of self, like the war didn’t end, it just moved inside their bedrooms. And yeah, the urination scene was too much for me, I skipped it, not out of disgust but because it felt too intimate, like reading someone’s diary.

I still don’t know if I liked it. Maybe that’s the charm. Maybe it’s just broken in a way that feels honest. There’s a rough tenderness buried under all the filth, like the dev didn’t want to make porn but couldn’t help himself. I kept thinking about Kushina’s eyes long after closing the tab. They looked tired. Not sexy, just… tired. Maybe that’s why I’m writing this at all.

That resort game, the one mixing all those anime worlds together, feels like it was made by a group of sleep‑deprived modders who somehow hit the exact kind of chaos that’s actually fun. You show up as this nobody, supposed to manage a handful of “special guests,” and within ten minutes you’re knee‑deep in half‑serious flirting with characters who definitely don’t act like they did in their shows. Yoruichi teases you like she knows she’s the hottest woman walking that beach, and Hinata - yeah, Hinata - is way too forward for someone who used to blush at eye contact. I laughed when Momo starts discussing work schedules while half‑undressed like that was a normal HR meeting. The writing’s nowhere near perfect, but it has that unfiltered vibe that makes you forget you’re reading a script.

There’s a weird rhythm to the sandbox bits. You wander around pretending to manage resort stuff, but mostly you’re hunting for the next scene that’ll ruin your concentration. The choices matter only half the time, and when they don’t, it’s almost better - like the game’s winking at you, saying “yeah, we know what you’re here for.” I got stuck once because I kept getting distracted by Mitsuri’s pool animations (don’t judge me). The transitions between locations feel choppy, sometimes even glitchy, but then a random scene with Nobara saying something filthy just resets your patience. It’s like being scolded and rewarded at once. Also the music - why is Miku on the speakers? Feels cursed but in a way that fits.

There’s something kind of honest about how it doesn’t try to be subtle. One moment you’re sunbathing, next you’re part of some ridiculous love triangle where Makima pretends she’s not manipulating the whole mess. Every “romance” route is written like a fanfiction draft that someone forgot to edit, yet it somehow nails the messy excitement of it all. You’ll roll your eyes, you’ll screenshot things you shouldn’t, and you’ll probably tell yourself “just one more scene” before realizing the resort has already swallowed you.

It’s weird how this one starts - like, you think it’s just another horny anime parody with the usual harem setup and shiny boobs bouncing like they’ve got their own physics engine from hell. But then you realize the tone’s darker, not edgy-teen dark, more like wet asphalt after rain, mixed with cigarette smoke and something sticky. You’re dead here - literally roadkill - and the devil looks like she walked out of an adult doujin but talks like she runs an HR department. That mix of absurd and sexy actually works. I didn’t expect that. One moment you’re getting chewed out for failing to “collect” souls, next moment you’re watching Hinata give side-eye to Makima because apparently even hell has workplace drama.

The school setting does get weirdly believable after a while. Not realistic, just... internally consistent? The sandbox bits let you wander around and hit on whoever’s available, but what sells it is that every route feels just slightly off, like something’s wrong under all that teasing and touching. The animated scenes are rough in spots, sometimes too long, sometimes janky in timing, yet there’s a rawness that fits the theme. I kinda liked that Tsunade doesn’t act like fanservice here - she’s mean, confident, way too aware of your pathetic afterlife mission. Also, someone coded actual reaction differences depending on how submissive or cocky you play, which made me laugh because who puts moral nuance into a sex sim about dragging waifus to hell? But yeah, they did.

Anyway, I got stuck once in an event with Zero Two because the dialogue looped, and I thought it was broken, but maybe that’s the point - hell’s repetition, right? Either that or lazy scripting. Doesn’t matter; it still got under my skin. The sound design’s half-great, half-annoying: moans crisp like ASMR, ambient hum like a broken fridge. I kept playing though. Couldn’t tell if I was chasing the girls or the story or both or neither. Maybe that’s what makes it work - it’s horny, yes, but also oddly melancholy, like losing something you never really had. And then it just keeps going, like punishment disguised as pleasure.