Lea
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🕑 Added 2025-07-28 01:00:03 +0000 UTCHey everyone,
Just a quick update on how things are going with the game:
Like many games tagged with "nsfw", "erotic", It’s currently shadow‑banned on itch.io—so it won’t show up in searches or tag listings anymore, but you can still get to it using old/direct links. I’m not removing it and will continue with updates as planned.
I’ve finished coding a solid chunk of Chapter 2. What little bugs there are I've taken care of,, except for the resume button quirk which I’m fixing now.
Chapter 1 update—featuring new choices, some reworked scenes, and variables for Chapter 2—will go out to paid Patrons first, then down through the other tiers. Chapter 2 will follow the same rollout once it’s finalized. I’m waiting on feedback from a few betareaders, but everything’s looking good so far.
For those of you who love collecting achievements: don’t worry, they’re already fully integrated, so you don’t need to restart when Chapter 2 drops. Your progress will carry over without having to start a new game.
I have the release date set and will post a countdown once we’re close. In the meantime, I’m finishing up feedback.
Thanks so much for sticking around—more updates soon!
Down below is a little sneak peak of one of the sidestories. This one will be a fantasy setting so we can see how the Ro's react in a different time.
There weren’t many things you could count on in this world. The sun coming up was one. The early morning dew that clung to your clothes and soaked through thin layers was another.
And then there was the Thieves’ Guild—alive at all hours with its usual brand of barely controlled chaos.
Laughter was abundant. So was swearing. Both echoed off tall stone walls as dice and cards lay strewn across scarred wooden tables. Somewhere up in the rafters, someone was singing. Badly.
Drink flowed freely here. No cup sat empty for long. Those who felt the urge to dance did so without shame, many of them half-clothed at best.
The hall reeked of sweat, cheap spirits, and damp stone. Light filtered through mismatched panes of stained glass, casting the hall in slashes of burnt orange and lush green.
Beneath one such patch of color, Cam lounged with all the grace of a street cat, perched precariously on the shoulders of a guildmate twice his size.
Comments
Lea
I was curious if it would happen after it did to steam I wasn't expecting it so quickly. The amount of work that is just loss from it is bullshit.
Sarah Mooney
I still can't BELIEVE the itchio bullshit happening
