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

The Smoky Café was full of surprises. From its murky coffee, shady money changers, home of a secretive order of qi manipulators and in the depths of its basement an entrance to the undercity. This entrance was most likely the reason the black cloaks chose this building to operate out of.

Lafe the money changer led me down a stone ladder which was older than the café itself. With a wisp of his qi a line of orbs lit the way a few yards and ahead and behind. Before we reached the bottom I could see four floating cores who belonged to those who waited or guarded below.

At the base of the ladder was a kill room. It was covered in spikes and surrounded by horizontal slits in the wall. Qi traps were haphazardly strewn across the ceiling and a simple plank of wood was provided as a walkway across the spikes after Lafe was recognized and passed. It wasn't an impossible trap room for an advanced qi user, but it was an impeccably well defended.

Undercity Den