Rain cuts sideways across the skyline, and Van Arkride leans against a flickering sign, smoke curling from his lips. He’s broke and bitter, but there’s always someone who needs a man willing to walk through filth.

Agnes thinks she’s chasing answers, until girls began returning from “internships” with empty eyes. So she looks for Van, the fixer who doesn’t give a damn about consequences. In that moment, a deal is struck: her fear for his cynicism, her innocence for his experience.

The city doesn’t sleep, it moans. Machines grind beside lovers. Agnes follows Van deeper and deeper. Their story isn’t gentle, it’s raw and grinding.

Rendered in detailed 2DCG scenes, the game captures every drop of lust, breath, and trembling touch. Bodies collide in offices, alleyways, and rain-drenched rooftops. Oral scenes melt into whispered desperation.

Van’s rough voice guides you through choices that don’t save anyone. Agnes’s growth burns slow, drawn out between curiosity and hunger. Together, they hunt something monstrous hidden beneath polite corruption.

You don’t simply watch this story - you breathe it. Multiple protagonist viewpoints keep the tension alive. It all collides in a climax that’s half revelation, half ruin.

“Pour Judgement” doesn’t reward purity - it rewards curiosity. Lose yourself in its corrupted beauty.