About this game
The tutorial pops up and it's already broken. Some text overlapping, a button that doesn't click right. Classic. But then you're in it, this grimy neon shithole your dad just dumped on you. Not a car, not a trust fund. A brothel. In a world that makes Night City look like a wellness retreat. The whole thing feels like a mod someone abandoned halfway through, and honestly? That's the charm.
You're not just picking wallpaper. You're buying damaged goods, women with stat sheets that read like a trauma report. Obedience, pain tolerance, specific "techniques." The training minigames are where it gets properly fucked. You're not leveling up a warrior