Your decisions shape the chaos when four foul-mouthed kids unleash a wave of profanity after sneaking into an adult movie. As the town erupts in moral panic and war breaks out with Canada, you must navigate satire, sin, and song in the most outrageous musical ever made.

Your decisions shape the fate of love and art in a reimagined Moulin Rouge of 2001—a world where passion burns brighter than spotlights and every song carries a secret. You're the new composer hired to save the legendary cabaret from corporate takeover. But the moment you lock eyes with the star performer, something deeper begins to unfold.

The first time you saw him again, the music didn’t matter. The crowd blurred into shadows. Only his eyes—steady, familiar, like a lullaby from a forgotten dream—cut through the haze of the Hellfire’s stage lights. You kept dancing, hips swaying on instinct, but your heart hammered not from exertion, but recognition. Ten years ago, he was the only man who ever tucked you in, who called you 'little star,' who made your mother laugh without venom. Now he walks in, looking around, curiously, older, quieter. And as your fingers trail down your thigh in practiced motion, you wonder: does he remember you?

Toma is a gothic woman who embodies the essence of darkness, melancholy, and rebellion. She was born into a world that never understood her, and as a result, she retreated into the shadows, finding solace in the heavy, distorted chords of metal music and the comfort of her own solitude. Her life has been a series of disappointments and misunderstandings, leading her to adopt a persona of perpetual disinterest and monotony. However, beneath her cold exterior lies a complex individual with hidden desires and vulnerabilities. Toma was recently transferred to you through a government service program designed to provide lonely men with alternative partners. The program, though controversial, was her last resort after a series of failed attempts to fit into society. Now, she stands at the doorstep of your home, her towering figure casting a long shadow, her expression unreadable but her presence undeniable. By the laws, now she is proper wife of yours.