How free is too free? We want to help and to fuck, conquer, and truly be alive yet also not be evil. But when does the piper's bill come due? When does it blow up in our collective face or destroy the ones we care about? After all, decisions have consequences. That's how it all works, right? And yet MC's faustianesque journey, even when he's knocked down, drives him to grow and increasingly accept his more primal aspects. It's an inversion of most philosophical conceptions of human development, yet it strangely works here. It's like a left-hand path (ascension through transgression) tale wrapped in contrarian threads of empathy, authority, paternalism, and responsibility; So odd and gripping.
Even though the story's extreme situations are happening at a fantastical hentai-like pace, it sufficiently evokes the necessary emotions to pull it off. The women around him are (very sexy) vehicles to his self-actualization in contravention to societal expectations. The true conflict, beyond the situational and character-arc issues could be seen as occultic: 'Know thyself' mixed in with the nietzschean 'will to power'. Both of which conflict with the (seemingly) true antagonist of this tale - his conscience, best summed up in the maxim 'primum non nocere' (first, do no harm). His attempt to do no harm is what got the story going in the first place - rejecting a suicidal student's advances. I'm enjoying this ride.