Past the reef, the shelf drops out to the turquoise haze of this ocean. I discover myself surrounded with golden-peaked columns aglow together with the shimmering blossom of sun-lit living. Bright green webs of twisted tendrils extend from pillar to pillar, forming a writhing network of bridges to its feathery, fern-like monsters who patrol and maintain them. It really is a spectacular, mythical spectacle. Yet it exists mostly within my creativeness, its wonder shaped by a handful of single-sentence descriptions and a straightforward two-colour contour map. hentaigames does thus much with apparently so modest, emerging like a master class in sensible, minimalist storytelling.