Monmu

On top of ruins, humanity remains.
In the edges of this world, portals rise.
Order or chaos, decision of few people. 
Life or death, priced by jewels. 
“When disaster strikes,” some say, “will is the only weapon in the face of danger.”
‘Hypocrite.’
“Don't let the sorrow of the times,” some say, “become your sorrow.”
‘Cretin.’
“I will let my sorrow,” others say, “to be the sorrow of the time.”
‘Selfish.’
...
Presence my hypocrite, cretin, and selfish story. 
“No more victims nor predators,” I said, “because today, I rule.”
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How the story is actually like: 
System: “By playing videogames, you're gonna obtain abilities from those games, did you understand?”
MC: "Gotcha."
...
A year later.
System: "How the **** did you created a hundred sixty seven new abilities without my help!!!"
MC: "Ehe."
System: "Ehe Te Nandayo!!!!!"
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(Please bear the first 5 chapters)

Game, War + Anagnorisis

Walking out of the MDW base's gate, Sebastian who feels like if his body was sold, himself was a slave, and that institution his master, regrets immensely the guts he had this morning to drive that car out of town.

And speaking of which, waiting in the diver's seat, who else will be sitting other than Thomas.

"I thought you didn't know how to drive." The man said.

Sebastian got in the car and Thomas started the engine.

But the nephew understood that his uncle was explicitly expressing his dislike toward the way he hid things.

The car began to move. In front and behind it, other police or military vehicles that were on their way to Zhreta made them a companion.

Thomas dropped Sebastian in his house and took the car away.

Self-analysis