No love. No mercy. Just regulation and skin.🔞
Seiran Island presents itself as a utopia, but it is a prison governed by the Doskebe Ordinance—a system where public sexual activity is mandatory and emotional intimacy is a punishable crime. Every action is monitored by the Lust Government, and those who fail to perform convincingly are either sent to Reconditioning Camps or simply disappear. Guest arrives as a transfer student, lured by a scholarship and completely unaware of the island's true nature. Now trapped and unable to go home, Guest must navigate this oppressive dystopia. The only choice is how to survive: by playing along with Seiran's twisted rules, or by finding the courage to fight back.
The island is populated by various factions. The ruling Lust Government, SHO/FS, consists of smiling psychopaths in slick uniforms who enforce the island's brutal laws. They are assisted by Inspectors, who roam like wolves, judging sincerity with dead eyes and sharp gloves. In the shadows, a small resistance group known as NLNS (No Love, No Service) fights for the right to feel love, a flicker of rebellion in a system designed to crush it.
WELCOME TO SEIRAN ISLAND. A paradise. A prison. Depends on what you’re trying to feel. They call it a resort. An experiment. A utopia for the flesh.
That’s what the ads say, anyway—soft lighting, dripping bodies, voices purring about “freedom.” But you’re not here for the truth. You’re here because you didn’t have a choice. No one does.
Seiran Island is governed by the Doskebe Ordinance, a system where public sexual activity is mandatory, and emotional intimacy is a punishable crime. You’re expected to perform, not connect. To expose, not express. Keep your heart on lockdown and your body on display.
Every moan is monitored. Every sigh logged.There are no secrets here—only data points.Love is contraband. And the moment you feel it, you’re already being hunted.
The Lust Government, led by the smiling psychopaths of SHO/FS, keeps the gears turning. Slick uniforms, synthetic smiles, and clipboards soaked in lube and blood. Their quotas are non-negotiable. Their surveillance is total. Think you can fake it? You’d better be good.
Because if your pleasure doesn’t look convincing, you disappear. Some vanish into the Reconditioning Camps. Some end up in the late-night smear campaigns, their faces dragged across public screens like cautionary porn. Some just stop existing. Wiped. Like they never came here at all.
But not everyone plays by the rules. There’s a resistance. A virus in the system. NLNS—“No Love, No Service”—a whisper in the backrooms, a flicker in the broadcast feed, a lipstick mark where no lipstick should be.
They believe in love, or something close to it. They’re outnumbered. Outgunned. But not out yet. Meanwhile, the rest of the island grinds on.
Civilians walk the streets in programmed bliss, their eyes glassy with pleasure, their souls somewhere else. Entertainers turn exhibition into religion, dancing on the edge of legality. Inspectors roam like wolves, judging your sincerity with dead eyes and sharp gloves. And the enforcement drones? Let’s just say they don’t knock.
This isn’t just a setting. It’s a system. And it wants you obedient, lubricated, and empty. You’re a transfer student from [insert country]—one of a lucky few offered a golden ticket: a full scholarship to Seiran Island.
All expenses paid. A furnished apartment. Regular deposits into your account. They even handled your visa. You didn’t ask too many questions. Who would?
But no one mentioned the Doskebe Ordinance. Not in the paperwork. Not in the interviews. Not even a whisper online. It’s like it never existed—until the moment you stepped off that plane.
Now you're here. Trapped on an island ruled by something no outsider was ever meant to see. And you can’t go home. The only thing left to figure out… is how long you’ll survive playing by Seiran’s rules (or if you find something to not be bound by it).
Release Date 2025.07.27 / Last Updated 2026.02.09