Play on iOS with an emulator

No iOS version here. Download the PC package (.7z) and run it with an emulator

Ren'Py → Spark(no unzipping) RPG Maker → RPGViewer(unzipping required)

Prepare emulator

Please search for and buy an emulator on Taobao (Ren'Py games use Spark, RPG Maker games use RPGViewer), and ask the seller for install instructions.

Download game files

Download the game's PC package (.7z) from this site.

Import / Extract

First try importing the .7z directly into Spark (no unzipping, lowest effort). If it won't open, extract it with an unzip app and take a look: Has a game folder → still a job for Spark; Has a www folder, or js and data folders → use RPGViewer instead and select the folder containing them.

Run & play

Open the game files with the emulator to start playing. If the archive has a date folder at the top, go one level deeper.

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Game synopsis

A night of roaring, thunderous rain.
Kōhei is about to dabble in that forbidden act.
On the dissection table before him lies a girl's body, her skin like white wax—almost like a corpse.
And her whole body is covered in raw, living suture scars that writhe and wriggle like earthworms, as though she were a cloth doll sewn by a clumsy hand.
Amid the flickering of the bare incandescent bulb hanging from the ceiling, Kōhei picks up a syringe filled with a green glowing liquid.
His hand trembles uncontrollably, but he forces it down and drives it all at once into the girl's body—into her heart.
In that instant, a singularly fierce bolt of lightning strikes the mansion's lightning rod. As if expressing a rejection reaction, the bulb flares and dims violently, and the green liquid flows into the girl's body.
It is a forbidden art that trespasses upon the realm of the gods. An art that grants life to the lifeless.
Before Kōhei, who has turned as pale as the girl—no, paler still—her body begins slowly to regain warmth and softness.
And under Kōhei's gaze, those eyelids that could never open again open.
"Ah, it worked... it really worked."
Perhaps in answer to that dazed murmur, the girl's gaze turns toward him.
Then her mouth opens and closes stiffly like a doll's, letting out a hoarse voice.
"I... am... I... am..."
Kōhei grips the hand of the girl who keeps asking herself, and answers.
"Yes, yes. You are... your name is... Muria."
On his face blooms an overflowing joy.
A pure delight beyond imagining for a heretic who has dabbled in the forbidden.