Skully

What happens when you have nothing to lose, so you agree to become a subject in a sketchy experiment.
What happens when this experiment ends up being a game and you're an alpha tester.
What if the game wasn't in a computer but (spoiler free)
What if the Alpha testers are helping create the system the game is based on. 

I was a brash kid and after getting a war wound I became a bitter bastard. I was given a second chance at life because of something called a high qi-count. I could die, but it's all good cos my current situation sucks.

I am Benzhi and this is my story. PS I had nfi what I was in for.
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No shameless author review. I want the readers to have their say.
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Something about the Author.
Under my pen name Skully I have been writing online web serials since 2017.
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I fell in love with a couple of stories, TKA and Savage Divinity and thought I'd give it a try in mid 2017. My first story was Hardcore Qi Worlds which was published on Gravity Tales and Royal Road. One of only 2 or 3 originals on Gravity Tales.
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I felt like I made a lot of mistakes and there was a distinct lack of modern sci-fi so I started Daedalus in 2018. I published it on here under Skully_ and on Royal Road.
It's now on Amazon as 4 books and the 5th will come out this year.
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This year I'm writing a lot more than last year. I have Spiritmaster which will go on to Kindle Vella and Amazon. And System Break is designed for webnovel.

I plan to write 1,000 chapters for System Break before its completed and the major arcs are planned.  At the 6 month mark I plan to have 380+ chapters.

System Break

We lounged in the smoke filled room and sipped on a thick sludge that was supposed to be coffee.

Leonell chuckled. "But you drink it still."

I sniffed the glasses rim and while it smelled like coffee it tasted like it was mixed with acidic chicken dung. "I can drink shit coffee." It had caffeine after all. I peered at him. "How am I supposed to find the artifact."

Leonell leaned forward and whispered. "If I had a map it would not help you."

I wondered if discussing a heist in a thieves guild abode, which I assumed the black cloaks were to some degree, was a wise idea.

I scanned the room checking for healthy cores or signs of someone using a technique. It was quiet. Maybe the deal with the expensive coffee lounge was a place of anonymity where you discussed your next crime. The only person using a technique was Leonell himself.

The Janissare Job