cruelty squad is neon office sickness. you clock in, delete a guy, clock out. they call it “liquidation” lol. you’re a disposable lil contractor for some demon‑brained company and the world looks like a busted screensaver (in a cute way). you make money being awful: play the stocks, fish in toxic soup, yank organs (don’t ask), then buy weird body mods that make you fast/strong/awesome. the “story” kind of leaks out of emails, level names, and cursed rooms — starts as "corporations” and slowly turns into a religion built out of debt and meat. it’s ugly and pretty at the same time, like if a mall food court had feelings. i wander around, find a stupid vent, feel like a genius, repeat. 10/10 would sell my kidneys again if it would give me the ability to play this game again for the first time:3