A downloadable game for Windows, macOS, and Linux.
Arcs 1 & 2… they feel like a warm, aching hug. So bittersweet. Every moment quietly screams how much Genzou and Iggy need each other. Iggy’s timid, a little scaredy-cat, only just beginning to feel the shape of his love for Genzou those soft glances, the way he leans into Genzou’s teasing like it’s sunlight. And Genzou… my heart swells just thinking about him. He’s the steady heartbeat of their friendship, always joking, always protecting, always there with that loud, warm presence that makes everything feel safer. I can’t fully forgive Iggy for pulling away later, but in these early arcs I understand because the love was still fragile, still growing. It hurts in the gentlest way.
Arc 3… oh god, it tears me apart. Every scene of Genzou suffering feels like a knife slowly turning in my chest. Iggy turns cold sharp words, cruel distance all because he’s terrified of losing him, convinced pushing Genzou away will keep him safe. But it only breaks them both. Genzou doesn’t deserve any of it. Not one harsh syllable. He’s the one who stays kind, who stays himself, who loves so fiercely and asks for nothing in return. Seeing him hurt by the person he cherishes most… it leaves me hollow, crying for days.
Arc 4… I still can’t think about the ending without my throat closing up. Iggy finally softens, holds him closer… and then, with trembling love, ends Genzou’s pain with his own hands. That embrace tender, final, overflowing with regret and devotion shatters me every time. The mercy in it, the unbearable intimacy… I sob like I’ve lost someone real. Because in that moment, I have.
Arc 5… this one lingers heaviest. They remember it all now. Every scream, every laugh, every last breath across the loops. But Iggy and Genzou carry the deepest wound. Seeing Genzou our bright, unbreakable Genzou curled small in that bathtub, beard grown wild from grief, silently drowning in everything he’s bottled up… it rips my heart open. He’s waiting, even if he doesn’t know it, for the one person who’s always saved him.
When Iggy arrives and there’s no answer, the panic in him mirrors my own I feel it in my bones. The frantic rush, the key in the lock, the desperate search… and then finding him there. Alive, but so fragile. That moment of relief and terror crashing together… I can’t hold back the tears. Even writing this now, my chest aches like it’s happening to me.
Yet through every layer of pain, their love is the light that never goes out. Genzou’s loyalty quiet, immense, beautiful holds them together when everything else falls apart. And Iggy finally reaches back with the same strength. They save each other, again and again. No matter how much it hurts, they choose each other. Always.
Genzou, you incredible, warm, loyal soul… thank you for being the heart of this story. I love you so much.
Sorry if I'm so obsessed with Genzou, but he became more than just a character to me...
