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

When Cui Que woke up again, she discovered her mother was already making dinner.


Without knowing when, she had already slumped against Russell's chest.


Luckily, the sofa was wide enough to accommodate both of them lying side by side... she hadn't squeezed Russell into a 'cat pancake' or fallen off the sofa while turning over.


Russell was holding her from behind, his fluffy cat tail resting on her thigh.


It must have been that he sensed the change in her breathing rhythm, for Russell realized right away that she had awakened.


Above her head, Russell whispered with a light laugh.


Then, Cui Que felt her ear being gently nibbled by Russell, she twitched her ear slightly, unable to break free, and so she let it be.


She felt a bit of a headache from the sleep, thus she closed her eyes and yawned deeply, feeling slightly better afterward.


Chapter 2 Bite You