POV: You gave a horny gremlin a third-person camera and a fantasy sandbox. This is your fault.

I don’t play Carnal Instinct for the plot. I barely play it for the quests. I play it because it lets me run around as a draconic monster-himbo with glowing tattoos, seduce a jackal warrior, and then absolutely wreck a tent somewhere in the dunes. And then? I do it again. But with armor on. For lore.

I am a goblin of lust. A gremlin of ungodly libido. And this game? This game feeds me.

Do I remember the main storyline? No. But I do remember that you can toggle camera speed and lighting during “interactions” and—listen, I’m not proud, but I am very invested.

Every NPC is fair game. Every corner of the map is a thirst trap. I haven’t walked normally since unlocking the “Carnal Vision” skill. Everything glows pink and flirty. Even the rocks feel like they want something.

Highlights of my degeneracy include:

Getting stuck mid-animation and refusing to reload because it looked hot.

Starting a dialogue and accidentally triggering a scene that would make a bard cry.

Spending 40 minutes trying to seduce a lizard priest just because they looked emotionally unavailable.

Referencing the “pleasure meter” in casual conversation like it’s normal.

10/10 — would descend into the horny sandpit again.
I don’t want content. I want context for the chaos I create.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a crocodile queen to disappoint.

POV: You gave a horny gremlin a third-person camera and a fantasy sandbox. This is your fault. I don’t play Carnal Instinct for the plot. I barely play it for the quests. I play it because it lets me run around as a draconic monster-himbo with glowing tattoos, seduce a jackal warrior, and then absolutely wreck a tent somewhere in the dunes. And then? I do it again. But with armor on. For lore. I am a goblin of lust. A gremlin of ungodly libido. And this game? This game feeds me. Do I remember the main storyline? No. But I do remember that you can toggle camera speed and lighting during “interactions” and—listen, I’m not proud, but I am very invested. Every NPC is fair game. Every corner of the map is a thirst trap. I haven’t walked normally since unlocking the “Carnal Vision” skill. Everything glows pink and flirty. Even the rocks feel like they want something. Highlights of my degeneracy include: Getting stuck mid-animation and refusing to reload because it looked hot. Starting a dialogue and accidentally triggering a scene that would make a bard cry. Spending 40 minutes trying to seduce a lizard priest just because they looked emotionally unavailable. Referencing the “pleasure meter” in casual conversation like it’s normal. 10/10 — would descend into the horny sandpit again. I don’t want content. I want context for the chaos I create. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a crocodile queen to disappoint.