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.

This merchant simulator hits different when you realize the "trade goods" include way more than spices and silk. Valencia's got this weird energy where everyone's horny and politically charged at the same time - like walking into a brothel during election season. Your shopkeeper protagonist isn't just counting coins, he's navigating a web of futa merchants, trans nobles, and regular folks who all want something from his... inventory.

The political angle actually works here because selling weapons to rebels while also supplying the crown creates this constant tension that bleeds into every interaction. One minute you're haggling over sword prices with some gruff captain, next minute she's bent over your counter asking for a "personal discount." The AI-generated dialogue can be janky as hell sometimes - characters will switch from discussing trade routes to propositioning you mid-sentence like they're having a stroke. But honestly? That unpredictability keeps things interesting when you're trying to figure out which faction leader wants to fuck you versus which one wants to fuck you over.

Multiple endings mean your choices actually matter, though some paths feel rushed compared to others. The futa content is surprisingly well-integrated - not just tacked on fetish fuel but actual characters with motivations beyond having dicks. There's this one storyline with a trans guild leader that starts as pure business negotiation and evolves into something genuinely compelling, even if the sex scenes feel a bit mechanical. Valencia itself becomes almost like another character - this living, breathing city where your reputation shifts based on who you're literally and figuratively screwing. The fantasy setting lets them get away with some wild political scenarios that would be impossible in a modern context, and the 2D art style keeps everything feeling cohesive even when the writing gets messy.

This thing is messy in a way I kinda respect. You get tossed into this warped fantasy world where reality has given up, and apparently the local wildlife has tits, claws, and a very specific interest in human cock. The story talks in first person, so it feels like your horny inner monologue got kicked out of Earth and landed in a fever dream. One minute you’re getting smacked around in some turn based fight, the next minute you’ve got a monster girl pressed against a tree while you’re deciding if you want her whining from teasing, moaning around your dick, or riding you until she leaks cum everywhere. It flips from “oh no, danger” to “oh yes, fuck me harder” faster than my mood when Grindr crashes.

The whole thing is like running a very perverted HR department in hell. You manage your little crew, you juggle resources, you worry about who’s loyal, who’s useful in combat, and who’s just there because they let you grope them whenever you’re stressed. There’s romance, but it’s that fucked up sort, with girls who will absolutely let you creampie them behind a ruined shrine, then ask if you still like them when they’re pregnant with your half-cursed brat. Some scenes are soft and sweet, like slow oral where she’s shy and drooling, or gentle handjobs while she confesses feelings. Then five minutes later you’re shoving her face against a table, spanking her ass red while she tries to keep quiet and completely fails. The writing tries to be poetic sometimes, like it wants to win a prize, and then it goes straight into “her asshole clenched around me” without any shame at all. Honestly I love it. And also I rolled my eyes. Both things true.

Combat is that chill turn based style where you’re half reading the skills, half daydreaming about the next time some exhibitionist demoness gets pinned against a wall. Some fights actually matter and you’ll be min-maxing like a weirdo, other times you just mash buttons because you only care about seeing how much milk that busty priestess can spray when you pull her top down mid-dialogue. The game keeps throwing choices at you too: do you comfort her, or do you grab her tits; do you swear devotion, or fuck her raw in public while the shadows watch. Management and romance and adventure all tangled up in this slightly unhinged, emotional dude-brain that gets way too attached to monster girls he just met. I was reading on my phone in the bathroom, lost in some deep talk about devotion and despair, and two clicks later I had her swallowing my load and begging to carry my child. It should not work. It really should not. But here I am, remembering which route gave me anal, lactation, spanking, and a love confession in the same arc like it’s important info for my taxes.

You wake up in a world that feels too heavy with history, like the air itself remembers every god that ever fucked, lied, or loved here. It’s not some shiny Olympus on a postcard - it’s cracked marble, sweat, and the smell of skin after lightning. You’re not sure if you’re supposed to be mortal or divine, but everyone who looks at you seems to want to find out by getting under your clothes. The game doesn’t waste time pretending it’s about heroism; it’s about hunger, the kind that makes your chest ache and your hands shake when someone whispers your name like a prayer. You make choices, yeah, but half the time it feels like the choices are making you - pulling you toward lust or rage or something that tastes like both.

There’s this one scene - I can’t forget it - where you’re standing in front of a goddess who’s pretending to be human. She touches your face like she’s remembering it from another life, and then suddenly she’s pressing you against the wall, and it’s not gentle. The writing doesn’t flinch; it lets the moment breathe, dirty and holy at once. That’s what got me. The sex isn’t just there to get you off (though it will, trust me), it’s tangled with the story, with the idea that desire is a kind of truth. And sometimes it’s ugly. Sometimes you hate what you want. But the game doesn’t judge. It just watches.

I kept thinking about how the gods here aren’t better than humans - they’re just more naked about their madness. The jealousy, the possessiveness, the way they look at you like you’re both prey and prophet. It’s messy, mythic, erotic as hell. The music hums low like a heartbeat, and every choice feels like it could ruin you or make you divine. Maybe both.

Honestly? This game caught me off guard. Started playing expecting another half-baked detective parody but got sucked into something way more engaging than anticipated. The whole "wake up from coma, become magical cop" setup sounds cheesy as hell, but somehow it works. Your partner's this sarcastic brunette who keeps roasting you during investigations, and the banter actually made me laugh out loud a few times. The mind-reading mechanic during interrogations is brilliant - you're literally getting inside suspects' heads to catch them in lies, which feels way more interactive than typical VN dialogue trees.

What really surprised me was how the puzzle elements blend with the adult content. You're not just clicking through sex scenes; you're earning them by being a competent detective. The evidence gathering mini-games are actually fun instead of tedious busywork, and connecting clues on the detective board gives you that satisfying "aha!" moment when everything clicks. The magic duels threw me for a loop - wasn't expecting quick-time combat in my porn game, but here we are. The erotic scenes themselves are well-animated and feel earned rather than randomly thrown in. Your choices genuinely matter too; I replayed a case and got completely different outcomes based on how I handled interrogations and whether I decided to be professional or flirty with witnesses.

The variety keeps things fresh - one case you're investigating magical murders, next you're dealing with supernatural smuggling rings. Each chapter feels distinct while building the overarching story. Sure, some of the humor is hit-or-miss, and occasionally the pacing drags during exposition dumps, but when it hits its stride? Chef's kiss. The promised content updates look ambitious - more character types, expanded world, optional kinks for different tastes. Right now it's already solid entertainment that doesn't insult your intelligence while delivering the goods. Sometimes you want your detective fiction with a side of titfuck, you know?

You start off thinking it’s just another fantasy visual novel with tits and dragons, right? Then it hits you - this thing actually *wants* you to care about who you fuck. You’re tossed into this castle, all dressed up like some half-hero, half-sacrifice, and the queen’s gaze feels like she’s undressing your soul. The choices come fast, and they’re not just “pick girl A or girl B.” They twist your story, they mess with your head. One moment you’re flirting with a sly elf who keeps her armor half-open just to tease you, the next you’re in a candlelit chamber, her breath hot on your neck, whispering something that sounds like a spell but feels like a promise.

And then the dragon part - holy hell. It’s not just a pet or a mount; it’s a whole mood. The game plays with that line between power and surrender, and it’s filthy in the best way. There’s a scene (you’ll know it when you get there) where you’re supposed to “bond” with your dragon, and it’s dripping with tension. The camera lingers, the sound design goes low and throaty, and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re taming the beast or if it’s taming you. The lesbian routes? Way more tender than I expected, but still raw - like two warriors trying to outlast each other in bed, both refusing to be the first to beg.

It’s not perfect. Some transitions feel like the devs got distracted halfway through animating a kiss, and the dialogue sometimes sounds like it was written by someone who’s never actually seen a naked person. But then it’ll throw a line at you that just *clicks*, and you forget the rough edges. It’s messy, horny, weirdly emotional. Like a fever dream that smells of sweat and dragonfire. You’ll probably finish it once, swear you’re done, then start again just to see what happens if you say yes to the queen this time.

A horny old man jerking off to JAV, a plane falling out of the sky, instant death and then he wakes up as some scrawny school kid under a cliff in fantasy land. That’s the energy here. The game doesn’t pretend to be deep. You’re basically a 69-year-old pervert stuck in a teenage body with weird superpowers and way too much access to women who should really know better. It plays like some trashy isekai parody that got drunk and decided it wants to be both a fighting game and a porn VN at the same time. One second you’re doing dumb turn-based combat in a school uniform, the next you’re buried in big tits, or stuffing a milf against a wall and going from groping to oral to a lazy little titfuck scene like it’s just another Tuesday. The harem angle hits fast too. Every new girl might as well have “future cumdump” written on her forehead. Virgin shy girl from school, tall milf with the fat ass, teacher with glasses, the barefoot weirdo who keeps bringing her feet way too close to your face so of course it leads to a footjob later. It doesn’t even try to be subtle. And honestly I respect that.

What really sticks out for me is the voices and sound, in both good and bad way. I play on my phone with wired earbuds like some old guy, and half the time the voice lines are pretty hot, little moans during handjob or the way one milf laughs when you blow your load on her tits, but then the next scene it sounds like she recorded it in her bathroom with a cheap phone mic. It breaks the mood. Some lines are looped at weird moments too, like the girl keeps gasping the same “ah… stop… ah… stop…” while you’re clearly already balls deep in vaginal sex and there is zero stopping. The moans are hot, but they repeat a bit too much. And the game loves to jump from serious story to dumb humor with dick jokes. One moment they’re talking about tragic backstory near the cliff, next moment your power-up is triggered by watching porn on some in-game knockoff of Pornhub. The UI is a whole other mess. Tiny buttons in the corner, low contrast text over fancy backgrounds, no real settings for bigger fonts or high contrast mode. I use Android accessibility magnifier a lot, and this game fights me on it. Some menus don’t scroll right when zoomed. Try hitting the tiny “skip” button during a long voiced intro while your left thumb is covering half the screen, it’s like doing a precision platformer just to avoid another line of badly timed breathing sounds. They added a “auto” button for text, but you can’t slow it down enough if you read slower or English is not your first language. Sometimes the auto just skips mid line too.

The sex animation itself is pretty fun, even if a bit janky. There’s this scene where the main character uses his new power in a fight, wins by some flashy move, then right after is “rewarded” by the girl kneeling between his legs in some forest clearing, giving him this sloppy blowjob while still in her school uniform. The camera lingers on the big ass and big tits like it forgot which part it wants to focus on. Then later you get a full on harem scene where they all line up to “help” you recover your mana or whatever, and it becomes a mix of masturbation, footjob and oral at the same time, with half of the girls moaning in your ear. It is ridiculous and kind of hot but also low-key funny because the sound mixing puts one girl’s voice way louder than the others, so it feels like she’s right next to your mic and the rest are in the hallway. There’s a little masturbation scene early on where your reincarnated guy is alone in his new room, remembering JAV, and it’s nice they made it interactive, but the stroke speed feels locked and there is no proper feedback for blind or low vision players, no vibrations, no audio cue to say “you’re about to cum”. For a mobile game where everyone plays with thumb controls on tiny screens, the dev really forgot that not everyone has perfect eyesight or fast reading. You can’t remap gestures, can’t turn off certain flashing effects in combat, and if you use system-level text scaling from Android settings, some labels clip out of their boxes. The game is horny as hell, the jokes are dumb, the power fantasy is obvious, and in a weird way that’s charming, but every time I squint at a tiny button during a hot scene, I just think: you can give me a milf riding my dick with full voice, but you can’t give me a proper font size slider?

The first time I logged into this thing, I didn’t even care about the classes or whatever plot it pretends to have - the way the avatars breathe, the tiny tremor in their lips before a kiss, that’s what got me. It’s like the devs poured all their soul into making skin look touchable. There’s this one girl in a half-armored cosplay outfit, silver hair glowing like some digital eclipse, and when she leans close, her breath fogs your screen. Maybe I imagined that, but hell, it felt real. The sci-fi cities behind her hum like they’re alive, something between a nightclub and a dream you shouldn’t be having. The game doesn’t shout about its mechanics, but when you figure out how to sync movement and body sensors, it’s almost too much - like your nerves are being rewritten to crave every vibration.

Sometimes the story pretends to be about mystery - a missing player, a corrupted zone - but nobody’s really fooling anyone. The real puzzle is how long you can last before giving in to pure heat. The VR immersion slips between sweet and filthy faster than your mind can keep up; one moment you’re chatting with a student NPC about history, next she’s on her knees, glasses sliding down, eyes wide like she’s learning anatomy for the first time. There’s group stuff too, awkward at first until it’s not. Someone mentioned modders replaced the background drones with moaning echoes; I laughed until it happened in my session and I swear it made everything feel more chaotic and alive. The music, though? Too clean. Needs something grittier, maybe a heartbeat instead of these sterile synths.

I still can’t get over the fact that clothing physics act like they’ve got personalities - skirts that refuse to stay where they should, latex that remembers your touch. You can taste the future here, but it’s messy and dripping and maybe a bit too honest. Every time I log out, reality feels thinner, like a veil that won’t settle right.