Voreocracy

You wake up in a hospital three years after a virus wiped out most of the world, and the first thing anyone tells you is how lucky you are to have slept through it. The world that greeted you afterward is not the one you left.

Civilization held together, barely, but only women survived, and whatever changed in them did not stop at biology. The setup plays it half horror, half joke, treating the collapse of humanity as a punchline with teeth.

You spend your days navigating this new hierarchy carefully, because the wrong choice with the wrong woman can end with you being the last thing she eats. Conversations and decisions steer which encounters turn fatal and which ones you walk away from, with the story branching toward different endings depending on how much you gamble.

Some scenes let you watch from a safe distance, others put you directly on the menu, and the game keeps both outcomes on the table without pretending one is the default.