"Beneath their manufactured perception - their artificial reality - is a
writhing, twisted mess of dread. Loathing. Judgment. Elitism. Self-doubt.
All thrashing to escape the feeble hold of their host, seeping through every
little crevice they can find. Into their willpower, starving them of all
motivation and desire.
Into their stomach, forcing them to drown their guilt in comfort food. Or into a newly-opened gash in their skin, hidden only by the sleeves of a cute new shirt.
Such a deplorable, tangled mass is already present in every single one of them.
That's why I choose not to blame myself for their actions.
So, starting by the experience. It was truly one of the most unique I have ever had. It thoroughly opened the box of my mind regarding VNs. It provoked thoughts, conclusions and guesses in a way that made me actually want to tear off from the computer and walk around in my room holding my head. I didn't do it, I wanted to see what happened next.
There's nothing much I can say about the plot though. I don't want to spoil you, even if you actually read it. But, to hold your interest, the protagonist enters the literature club invited by his childhood friend. There, he gets to know three girls with brimming personalities, and exchange poems with them.
I'm about halfway through the game so far. At first it was kinda boring but once it got to the poems and all the foreshadowing it was much more interesting. Somehow... I have a increasing fear that I'll get stabbed along the way.
Monika is a really interesting character. It feels like she knows what is going to happen (Breaking the 4th wall so often(´-﹏-`;)).
Somehow I feel like she'll kill someone most likely me.
=͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇) This is supposed to be a fluffy galge right?
Judging from the quote.... probably not.
Actually I'm saving and going along the way with every route so far. Although I can't deny Yuri is the most interesting. Actually all of them are really interesting. I really like the character development with Natsuki so far.
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