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

"Making profits from shooting commercials, obeying Directors to do dirty work... Those things merely soil your skin. A rinse with water, and it's all clean again.


"Believing you are superior is where your true downfall lies. That's what dirties your flesh and bones."


"...Though, that's easier said than done..."


Despite speaking only a few words, the Emperor felt his throat somewhat hoarse.


He picked up his cup to take a sip of water, only to notice his fingers trembling slightly.


My blood pressure hasn't risen... Why are my fingers trembling?


The Emperor pondered this question in his heart, yet his tone remained calm, "Aren't you the same?


"You also believe you are above all else. You're just as autocratic."


"That's why I've never considered myself clean, Emperor,"


the godfather said with a laugh, "I am indeed a tyrant. I am the unrighteous man, I am the King of Lower City, and it's natural for me to do unrighteous deeds.


Chapter 78: Welcome to Babel Tower_2