I spent twenty minutes just watching the milf witch masturbate in the bathtub through a crack in the door. You're supposed to be learning spells or whatever, but the voyeurism mechanics in this sandbox are so bluntly presented that it feels like the game is daring you to be a pervert. The corruption system tracks it. Every time you peek, every time you guide the virgin protagonist toward something she shouldn't do, the interface ticks up like a cash register. No subtlety. I respect that.

The monster girl you summon during one of the early rituals has tits that defy physics in a way that made me laugh out loud. Not the good kind of laugh. But then the oral sex scene started and I forgot what I was complaining about. The 2DCG art is unpolished in that specific way where the artist clearly spent all their time on the explicit bits and just sort of gave up on backgrounds. A demon lord's throne room looks like a beige rectangle. His cock, though? Rendered with the attention to detail of a Renaissance painter. Priorities.

The cheating subplot with the married neighbor is where things get genuinely interesting, and I wish the game committed harder to that thread instead of scattering itself across three witches and their separate storylines. The fantasy elements are fine. Demons, magic corruption, the usual. But the mundane betrayal, the way the female protagonist rationalizes it, that's the real spell being cast here. I kept clicking through dialogue about ancient evils thinking about whether the husband would find out. He probably won't. Games like this never resolve that tension properly. They just pile on more monster girls with bigger asses until you forget what you were invested in. I forgot my point. The witch with the glasses has a masturbation animation that loops weirdly, like two frames are missing, and now I can't unsee it.