סופר נהוראי

About סופר נהוראי

Very nice. I'm Nehorai. Yes, Nehorai.
Don't ask why everyone's laughing at my name, I swear I have no idea.

Mom sent me to get milk from Herzl's grocery store.
But a few things happened along the way..
Since I managed to escape from the police, I did a face swap and somehow woke up in Bucharest.
Don't ask my brother.

Now the neighborhood knows my name, but it's not for the best.
That's why you're going to help me change it.
A mission here, a mission there, a little money, a little wasah - and slowly you start to be recognized on the street.

Dozens of mini-games, houses, clubs, a market, flights abroad and people who surprisingly always have something to say.

And when you're already inside the neighborhood, there's also a soundtrack waiting for you - an original album that was written, composed and produced especially for my world, Nehorai's.

So listen, start without a name.
And you'll end up as the king of the neighborhood.. if you succeed.

Oh.. and the milk, by the way, is still in my hand..