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

And those "multifunctional drones" equipped with cameras, searchlights, and eavesdropping devices also possessed firepower.


The more intense the rebellion, the more it helped them sell "hotel tickets."


These tickets were like "Atonement Tickets." You could say they were tickets for Noah's Ark.


Whether it was a wealthy boss, they could only move into a certain floor after the board of directors nodded in approval. The floor they could purchase was not dependent on how much money they had, but rather how much face the board of directors was willing to give them—and what they paid was certainly not just a little "lodging money." They would have to give up much more, even becoming another form of "Contract Labor" for the board of directors, to obtain safety and power.


No matter what it was that they feared.


Whether it was the rebellious Synthetic Humans, Codeless Assassins, or even mercenaries and Mages... they could only come to Tartaros.


Chapter 37 Alcohol Doesn't Intoxicate; People Intoxicate Themselves (Two in One)_2