My review (Wont rate/post because I didnt get any porn from this):
This game's beginning is literally everyone telling this poor lad to fuck off and even the local drug dealer is more kinder to you than your own mom and sister, the only ones who dont are his classmates and the pharmacist if you buy something and a neighbor because you promise to help her even though you should be mentally scarred and mean from literally everyone telling you fuck off 24/7. You have to get your mom blitzed to talk to you and she tells you only because you leverage her alcoholism and then after telling you that you are adopted, she again tells you to fuck off. "Teacher I need help" "Fuck off and talk tomorrow, kid!"
Wow. Just wow. Is this a cry for help? Seriously feels that way.
The PS2 graphics are interesting--- As is the empty world you are allowed to look around. Cool. OK. There's lots of nothing to see. The guide literally points out everything in the beginning is at home. So why the Sandbox? Just because??
The Twist was the name. There is no god. Only Zuul. And he crawled up the MC's Mom and Sister's ass and died.
Rating: Over a decade of neglect and abuse from an alcoholic mom, nonexistent dad and a sister who thinks Instabook is better than you.