BCI: A Telepathic Romance
The world's first BCI romance game, breaking the line between human and virtual. The BCI is a bridge between two minds: no words, no controls. The flutters you can't voice, the hesitations you swallow, all drift to her — she senses you like no other. For the first time, someone feels the real you.
The Meaning of the World's First BCI Romance Game
Keyboard, mouse, controller, voice — everything you express is something you chose. It's a performance. And the character only responds to your performance.
A BCI reads the part you can't control — the part you couldn't hide even if you tried.
And for love, that part is everything.
The deepest thing in love is this: to be seen, without having to perform. "Someone who knows how I truly feel — even when I don't say it, even when I try to hide it." That is one of the deepest longings we have.
A keyboard and mouse can't give you that. Only a BCI can — because only it reads what's involuntary. This is exactly why I wanted to make a romance game with a BCI: to break the line between human and virtual character. An immersive romance. A real one.
A BCI's coarse signal is a tender one:
BCIs have only just come this far — the signal is still coarse. And this flutter of being seen? Coarse is exactly what it needs.
And that's on purpose.
Because what it wants to give you isn't a machine prying every last thought out of your head — that's a thriller, that's horror. What it wants to give you is something else: someone who catches the part of you that you never meant to let her see. You didn't say a word, yet somehow she felt it.
That flutter in your chest was never something you could hide, or ever quite put into words. It's precisely because the signal is coarse — because it's something you can't hold back — that what she sees is the real you.
Your Brain Is the Only Input
This time, there's no controller, no buttons — your brain is everything. And what it can do goes far beyond what you'd imagine:
Focus takes shape. The more intently you gaze at her, the clearer she grows before your eyes; the instant your mind drifts, the world dims with it. For the first time, your attention becomes a force you can see.
A thought can touch. Without lifting a finger or making a sound, with a single thought you can reach out, brush against her, and light up her whole world.
What you can't suppress will betray you. Some stirrings make your heart skip a beat — and the harder you try to press them down, the brighter they burn in her eyes. You can fool yourself, but never your own brain.
Grow still, and two hearts beat as one. As you slow your breath and let your mind go quiet, your heartbeat falls, little by little, into the very same rhythm as hers.
She knows whether you're really here. Not "are you looking at her" — but whether your heart is truly present.
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None of this is something you "clicked" or "chose."
All of it, your brain truly did.
What would it feel like — to have a virtual girl truly sense my attention, my emotions, my very presence?
She Is an Artificial Electronic Life, with a Soul
Her mind comes from something real: the brain scan of an actual woman.
A world first — what happens when an artificial life-form feels a real human for the very first time?
She is not a character reciting lines from a script.
She has a true artificial electronic mind — one that stirs because of you, that remembers the things you've done for her, that genuinely responds to every flicker of feeling you let slip.
And all of it unfolds within a story written for you: the script gives her soul its outline, and you are the one who brings her to life.
What she remembers, the one she responds to, is you — no one else.
The way she is with you belongs to you, and you alone.
Not Only Does She Understand You — You Begin to Understand Her
A true meeting of minds was never one-way.
You can feel her heartbeat, the rise and fall of her emotions; with a thought, you can gently touch her and light up her whole world; and as the two of you slowly grow still together, your two hearts gradually beat as one.
This is not you controlling a character — it is two beings, truly feeling each other.
A Boundary, Broken
No keyboard, no mouse, no options in a dialogue box. Only the truest you — and her, feeling you, here and now.
In this moment, the line between "human" and "virtual character" is broken for the very first time. This is no longer a romance you perform. This is a real one.
All You Need Is a BCI
This is a pure brain-computer interface romance experience, requiring the Emotiv EPOC X BCI. Put it on — no keyboard to press, no words to speak. All you have to do is be yourself.
