Edgy gobbledygook from an author who's in such disconnect with aesthetics, sensuality and eroticism it makes you wonder whether he's ever felt anything in his life that wasn't nu-metal-fueled angsty rage.
The game's grimdark edginess could've been used to underscore the rare moments of beauty and tenderness, which, alas, LonaRPG doesn't have.
Its mechanical richness, if properly balanced, could've helped conveying the feeling of struggle thus enhancing how rewarding overcoming them would've been, but instead serves as a source of endless meaningless frustration.
The scenes of brutal gang rape are barely distinguishable from those of street-corner prostitution thanks to the game's poor vocabulary and its extremely overdone puke-inducing effects of blood/piss/cum/dirt (in whichever combination the game's creator's sick mind chooses).
All the characters you meet are either one-note throwaways or cringeworthy animu stereotypes, which further drains the game of humanity.
Simply unbearable, repulsive garbage.
The game's grimdark edginess could've been used to underscore the rare moments of beauty and tenderness, which, alas, LonaRPG doesn't have.
Its mechanical richness, if properly balanced, could've helped conveying the feeling of struggle thus enhancing how rewarding overcoming them would've been, but instead serves as a source of endless meaningless frustration.
The scenes of brutal gang rape are barely distinguishable from those of street-corner prostitution thanks to the game's poor vocabulary and its extremely overdone puke-inducing effects of blood/piss/cum/dirt (in whichever combination the game's creator's sick mind chooses).
All the characters you meet are either one-note throwaways or cringeworthy animu stereotypes, which further drains the game of humanity.
Simply unbearable, repulsive garbage.