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

"Good afternoon First Lieutenant Meeks, I have something to inform you."

Access to the office had always remained open. Although despite so, the lady consulting did not cross the door threshold but only knocked on its surface to draw the attention of the person owner of this room.

Finding himself working on some paperwork, Lenard Meeks raised his eyes from the unending reading and signing.

"Huh? Oh, hi Tina. What is it?"

He gestured upward with his palm pointing to the chair in front of him. From experience with this type of approach, he knows it won't something quick. So it was better to make the visitor feel comfortable.

"And also, why are you here on the base? I thought you were sent to deal with the issues at the schools."

Receiving the 'affirmative' instruction, the lady approached the desk, while avoiding any visual contact with the documents over it, looking at the man in the eyes… ups, eye.

For a car fine? Really?