Can someone explain to me why men prefer this instead of real life woman?

>be me
>grow up watching anime with woman capable of selfless love, nice, strong, capable of being happy
>eventually turn 20 and realize my only choices are a real woman with that entails (wall at 20, treat me like shit for something her boyfriend did to her years ago or whatever she imagined I did to her, inevitable divorce, cheating, draining me, among other thing) or dying alone
>unconsciously choose the later after a particular bad date with a single mom who demanded I pay for dinner and the babysitter
>turn 34 feel like shit and lonely
>look on Facebook on how my classmates turned out
>all are divorced or miserable not one happy marriage I can see
>never had a chance
What’s going to be the societal end result of this? Feminism destroyed the illusion woman are good and revealed them for what they are and men especially younger men who lived through their parents divorce knows it and are refusing marriage. What’s going to happen?

Can someone explain to me how men jerk off to drawings of underage girls with superpowers?

>be me
>have to deal with parents nightmare marriage my entire life they fought over everything and wouldn’t let me go outside or do anything and if I did they would have a shitfit over me not doing it “right”
>avoid doing anything
>terrified of the prospect of being with a woman woman and marriage together and go super deep into anime
>turn 25 still live at home and have no interested in the non digital world at all and parents have the nerve to ask about grandkids
Seriously what did they think would happen?

How do I get a girlfriend like this?

I don’t think people understand just how unfair this whole thing is for guys like us. We grew up marinating in anime—watching women who are literally designed to be the perfect partner: beautiful, smart, supportive, loyal, actually interesting to talk to, never vindictive, never bored, and never using you as an emotional landfill for issues you didn’t cause. We were promised, at least by all the media we consumed, that somewhere out there we’d find a partner who would add something to our lives—a real equal, someone to grow with, fight for, love, and who would actually love us back.

Then reality hits like a truck. What are we expected to settle for? Women who, by every objective measure, are inferior to the fantasy in every single way. Aging in fast-forward by their early twenties, attitude through the roof, full of tattoos, nose rings, carrying baggage from five failed relationships, expecting you to play therapist and finance manager for the emotional fallout some random chad caused years ago. Not to mention the drama—always bored, always looking for something new, and when they get bored of you, they’ll burn your whole life to the ground just for kicks. And somehow you get blamed for their bad choices and emptiness.

How is it even remotely fair that I’m supposed to trade away every dream I’ve ever had for a real woman who’s not only inferior to the ideal, but often inferior to me—less loyal, less intelligent, less kind, more entitled? Where’s the justice in that? I spent my entire life being told to “wait for the right one,” “don’t settle,” “be a good man,” and for what? To be handed a choice between loneliness and being saddled with someone who’ll make my life miserable out of spite or sheer boredom?

You want to understand why so many guys on here resonate with Dark Hero Party? It’s because it isn’t just another NTR game—it’s basically the most accurate RPG allegory for the way life cucks you at every turn. Every character is a stand-in for something 4chaners have lost or been denied, and the whole plot is just a slow-motion car crash of betrayal, disappointment, and reality punching you in the face.

Lotia? She’s literally childhood love and hope. The “girl next door” or childhood crush you thought would stick by you if you were loyal and good. What does she do? The second a Chad (Thrash) walks in, she drops you like trash and lets herself get taken, no hesitation. All your memories, your years together? Worthless. She’s proof that loyalty and shared history mean nothing when hypergamy and excitement are on the table.

>be me
>have to deal with a BPD cunt of a mother my entire life and a useless father who pretty much told me to deal with it myself at five and worked 12 hours just to be away from her for as long as possible and when they were around each other it was unbelievable fights always caused by her always about how he is fucking her mother and other insane shit
>end up 34 never dated, no friends my entire life because mom wouldn’t even let me out of the house for a moment and feel like my entire life was a bust because of that cunt
>now I spend all my free time gooning to anime and fanfiction which is as close as I’ll ever get to genuine human connection
>parents of course blame each other and me and the world for how I ended up
>mother is in the hospital haven’t visited her once and don’t plan to and I won’t even go to the funeral if she croaks and my dad despite how she ruined my and his life is telling me to go not because he gives a shit but to save face in front of our family and neighbors he doesn’t want gossip of how his son didn’t go to his mothers funeral or visit her in the hospital
>block his number eventually
>look on Facebook all try classmates who married their highschool sweetheart or married are all literally all of them are all divorced and the woman are ugly as shit I mean back when they were in their 20s they got fat and ugly
Was there really any hope for genuine love or is it all just some male fantasy that only exists in anime? I feel like I missed out but when I see the end results of marriage I think I dodged a bullet.

Let’s be honest: there’s nothing noble, tragic, or “misunderstood” about this new breed of zoomer shut-in. If you’re one of the millions of young men wasting your life chasing anime fantasies instead of stepping up as a man, you deserve every ounce of contempt society has for you. Sixty percent of zoomers aged 18 to 30 have never even approached a woman. That’s not just embarrassing—it’s shameful.

You were born into the easiest era in history: no wars to fight, no famine, no real adversity, and you can’t even muster the backbone to leave your room, get a job, and fulfill your basic biological and social role as a provider? Instead, you rot, fapping to cartoons, while the women around you are left to fend for themselves, raise children alone, or settle for men who actually show up. You’ve abandoned your duty—not just to women, but to the next generation. Your ancestors built civilizations, protected their families, and sacrificed for their children. You? You can’t even be bothered to try.

You aren’t victims. You’re parasites—living off the hard work of others, refusing to contribute, whining that reality doesn’t match your delusional, animated ideals. You don’t want love; you want a trophy for existing. You don’t want to work; you want handouts and validation. Society is collapsing, birth rates are plummeting, women are forced to become both mothers and breadwinners, and you do nothing but consume and retreat.

If you won’t step up and become the men women and children need—providers, protectors, leaders—then you are part of the problem. You are the dead weight dragging civilization down. Stop blaming women, society, or anime. The only villain is the man in the mirror. Grow up, get out, and start building something real. Or fade away and let someone better fill the void you left.

Let’s stop pretending: the so-called “Zoomer crisis” isn’t some tragic accident—it’s the logical endpoint of an entire generation drowning itself in infantile escapism. Anime, that intellectual junk food, is now the primary diet of minds so spiritually anemic they mistake two-dimensional doodles for genuine connection. The sheer irony: a subculture priding itself on “individuality” and “counterculture” now produces the most homogenized, docile, and socially inept young men in history.

Here’s a fact so damning you should feel ashamed: over 60% of Zoomer males aged 18–30 have never even approached a woman. Not flirted. Not even risked basic human embarrassment. Instead, they cower behind screens, worshipping digital fertility idols crafted by lonely, underpaid animators. These pixel-perfect waifus—forever young, impossibly beautiful, infallibly loyal, immune to age, mood, or actual personhood—become the new standard. No living woman, not even Aphrodite herself, could hope to compete with this pathetic, idealized fiction.

Is it any wonder so many of you are jobless, loveless, ambitionless? When you’re conditioned to believe the “protagonist” is entitled to unconditional adoration for the act of breathing, is it really surprising you have no work ethic, no resilience, no desire to improve? You’re not rebels. You’re not misunderstood. You are the purest product of a hyper-capitalist culture that discovered the most profitable addiction: eternal adolescence on demand.

The result? A lost cohort marinating in self-pity, jacking off to cartoons, and convincing themselves that “real life” is just too flawed to bother with. Plato described shadows on a cave wall; you treat hentai as freedom. No therapy, no boot camp, no intervention can help until you put down the remote, step outside, and confront the blinding banality of the real world. Grow up. Your ancestors conquered continents. You can’t even conquer your own loneliness.

Let’s be real about the absolute state of the zoomer generation. Anime and digital escapism have completely warped what people expect from life. So many young men now think existence should just be about coasting—get rich without effort, be famous for doing nothing, and never have to do a single thing you don’t want to do. But the real damage is in what it’s done to expectations around women and relationships.

Look at the media these guys consume—wall-to-wall idealized, impossibly perfect girls. Anime heroines are designed to be flawless: always young, always beautiful, superhumanly loyal, bursting with magical powers, no flaws, no real needs, and forever fixated on the blandest “nice guy” main character. The line between fantasy and reality has basically evaporated. What’s terrifying is that for a growing portion of zoomers, this isn’t just entertainment. It’s become their unconscious template for how real women should look and behave.

The result? 60%—sixty percent—of zoomer men aged 18 to 30 have literally never even approached a woman in person. Not dated, not kissed, not even said hi. Why? Because real women aren’t animated, ageless, perfect dreamgirls. They have flaws, opinions, emotions, and sometimes, yes, they’ll reject you. Rather than learn to deal with reality and imperfection, too many guys are just opting out entirely. They’re choosing the endless safety of their rooms, worshipping digital idols, and wasting their finite years watching, fantasizing, and even jerking off to drawings instead of actually trying to make something of themselves.

Let’s be real about the absolute state of the zoomer generation. Anime and digital escapism have completely warped what people expect from life. So many young men now think existence should just be about coasting—get rich without effort, be famous for doing nothing, and never have to do a single thing you don’t want to do. But the real damage is in what it’s done to expectations around women and relationships.

Look at the media these guys consume—wall-to-wall idealized, impossibly perfect girls. Anime heroines are designed to be flawless: always young, always beautiful, superhumanly loyal, bursting with magical powers, no flaws, no real needs, and forever fixated on the blandest “nice guy” main character. The line between fantasy and reality has basically evaporated. What’s terrifying is that for a growing portion of zoomers, this isn’t just entertainment. It’s become their unconscious template for how real women should look and behave.

The result? 60%—sixty percent—of zoomer men aged 18 to 30 have literally never even approached a woman in person. Not dated, not kissed, not even said hi. Why? Because real women aren’t animated, ageless, perfect dreamgirls. They have flaws, opinions, emotions, and sometimes, yes, they’ll reject you. Rather than learn to deal with reality and imperfection, too many guys are just opting out entirely. They’re choosing the endless safety of their rooms, worshipping digital idols, and wasting their finite years watching, fantasizing, and even jerking off to drawings instead of actually trying to make something of themselves.

Without a doubt the greatest Netorare deconstruction RPG game ever.
Lotia was an utter whore and Aina should have had her own route.

Without a doubt the greatest Netorare deconstruction RPG game ever.

Can we talk about how anime has totally warped an entire generation’s sense of reality, especially for zoomers? We’re now looking at a group of young men who genuinely believe that life is supposed to be some kind of fantasy game where you never have to work, you get rich instantly, and you get to be famous just for existing. The worst part isn’t even the job market delusions; it’s how it’s completely twisted their expectations of women and relationships.

Anime doesn’t just set the bar high, it launches it into orbit. All these shows are filled with impossibly perfect girls—flawless skin, giant eyes, “forever 18” bodies, impossible personalities, superpowers, zero flaws, and they’re eternally devoted just because the protagonist is “nice” to them or stumbles through some forced plot. None of it’s remotely real. But you look around, and suddenly more and more guys seem to think this is how women should be—youthful, beautiful, submissive, always loyal, always understanding, and essentially, never disappointing. It’s become this unspoken yardstick that real women, obviously, can never measure up to.

The fallout is undeniable. You now have a staggering 60 percent of zoomers aged 18 to 30 who have never even approached a woman. Not asked out, not flirted, not even made a move in person. Instead of adjusting to reality and understanding that people are flawed, complicated, and aging is a thing, you get guys who just check out. They give up entirely, retreat into their rooms, endlessly watching their “waifus,” sometimes even fapping to drawings. They literally waste years—maybe their whole lives—on these Plato’s cave shadows of women, never working, never dating, never engaging with actual people or the real world.