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

With a light creaking sound, the somewhat aged wooden door was pushed open by Dr. Zanbai, radiating a red glow.


Following behind Russell and the elderly man, Cui Que carefully walked in.


She rarely visited the cyber church... or, to be more precise, Cui Que had only been to the Church once before.


That was because a former colleague from the Special Execution Department had unfortunately died in the line of duty, and that colleague had no living relatives...


At the time, Cui Que had just been appointed head of the Special Execution Department. In the end, the only person able to attend the funeral was her, and she was not even twenty years old then.


She personally watched the priest conduct the funeral ceremony, converse with, and say farewell to the deceased.


Chapter 11 Cyber Nun and the Electronic God