My Hero Rising v1.0

I swear this thing started like a joke. You know that feeling when you open a “fan project” expecting jank, and then you end up three hours later mumbling *why the hell am I emotionally invested in this pixelated mess?* Yeah, that. It’s not even subtle about what it wants - every route feels like a fever dream cooked in some basement full of horny energy drinks. One minute you’re in a dimly lit classroom, the next you’re somehow tangled up in a scene that’s way too specific to be accidental. The way it shifts tone - like, soft whispers one second, then full-on chaos the next - it shouldn’t work, but it does, kinda. Maybe it’s because the characters don’t act perfect; they actually mess up their lines, stumble, laugh in the wrong places. It’s weirdly charming. Or maybe I’m just broken. Hard to tell anymore. There’s a moment - and I’m not exaggerating here - where the sound cuts out right before the scene hits its peak, and you can almost hear your own heartbeat. That silence? It’s murder. Then bam, everything crashes back in like a busted speaker at 2 a.m., and suddenly you’re choking on your drink because it’s *too much*. The dev clearly knew what they were doing with pacing, even if half of it feels like it was written by someone drunk on nostalgia and Red Bull. The transitions between characters feel like walking through dreams; you never know who’s going to appear next, or what they’ll be wearing (or not wearing). There’s this heavy sense of intimacy, but it’s not clean - it’s messy, sweaty, uncomfortable in the best way. I laughed, I cringed, I… yeah. Let’s not unpack that. Anyway, I’d say it’s trash. But I’ve replayed it twice. So maybe I’m trash too. Whatever. It’s not about perfection - it’s about those tiny, stupid moments where the screen fades out and you sit there, grinning like an idiot, pretending you’re not into it. Spoiler: you are.

• mitsuki bakugou
• visual novel
• kyoka jiro
• himiko toga
• midnight