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 if this was a consensus among synthetic humans, why did another group of synthetic humans, led by Naraku-7, demand human rights?


They even requested to continue "propagating" and produce more of their kind. They had not given up on their existence; instead, they attempted to ensure the survival of their species — even going so far as to directly attack airships carrying innocent passengers. Why were they so firmly convinced of their absolute necessity to exist, with such a strong will to live?


Could these completely contrasting ideologies really be due to differing numbers of "Nirvana" experiences?


The floating car carried him and landed directly on the twentieth floor of the Tartaros Hotel.


Chapter 34 Tartaros High-rise Hotel (Two in One)_2