Not praying for ten strings

In a world dominated by seven super-corporations, the Longevity Species that always occupied the pinnacle of power didn't allow for the enactment of written laws. The Floating Islands of prisons delimited by lines on the map, where resources would inevitably run out in the future...
People yearned for the birth of a true "Hero," yet they cynically awaited the fall of a Hero from grace.
As long as one was hailed by the media as a Hero, even murder could be forgiven, and every word they said would be adored. Even high and mighty Elves dared not provoke the edge of a Hero.
But if a Hero of the past committed even a minor offense, the moment their image crumbled, the forgiven sins would flare up like an inextinguishable furnace, and the stars of yesterday would instantly become unforgivable criminals...
"—Come become a Hero, Russell."
The most vicious criminal in the world thrust a knife into the boy's hand, whispering a low enticement.
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Solo female lead, Beast Ears, Spiritual Energy, Mechanical Angels, and other elements. Cyber-fantasy. Please refrain if not to your liking.

Tower of Overturn

The moment Russell saw "Torkifat", he knew why other Elf Directors couldn't recognize his identity.


The overwhelming uniqueness of Torkifat diluted all the "strange scents" about him.


It's akin to how a spy, trying hard to imitate a normal person, would always reveal their true identity through some minor details. But if they turned into a well-known madman, a freak who everyone avoids, they might actually be able to hide their incongruences.


That is what is called deliberately creating mystery.


From the beginning, all this was Torkifat's design.


First, he let Russell enter the brain-heavy factory syndicate of Mental Heavy Industries, specifically taking him through various different production and research workshops... allowing him to walk amidst walls that constantly opened and closed like a maze, dispersing his attention and occupying his mental space.


Just as Russell started to feel a bit tired and annoyed, he arrived here.


Chapter 68: Imitation and Transformation