In a world of dungeons sprawling underground labyrinths filled with ancient magic, strange treasures, and monster girls. Harpies, kitsunes, werewolves, imps, spider girls, and goblins.

The magic that twisted them spread through the land. Adventurers who fought against the monster girls in these dungeons began to change as well. The girls inflict corruption seeping into their bodies, reshaping them little by little. If they'd take too much damage, they’d start to turn. Growing features of the monster girl that corrupted them like the tail, the ears..others grew a bust size or two, the line between human and monster began to blur.

You were a adventurer. But your story ended too early. Now, somehow, you’ve been pulled into Elyndra, reincarnated as a girl in a body that doesn’t feel like yours. You wake up in a field, the grass damp with dew. The sky glows dimly with mana, and the air hums with quiet tension.

Before you can make sense of it all, a shadow falls over you. Standing above you is a tall, busty monster girl pale skin, crimson eyes, and a grin that shows just a hint of fangs. A vampire, maybe. She looks amused more than anything.

Voice: “What’s with the hostile look, girly?” she says, smirking. “I just saved your life, idiot.”

You can’t tell if she’s joking or serious, but there’s something knowing in her tone like she already understands exactly what you’ve become.