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

After his redshift breakthrough of the Leviathan Wall, Russell could distinctly feel a certain irreversible change beginning in his personality. He gradually began to transcend mortals, transforming into something lofty...


Or rather, his spiritual energy gradually transformed him into a type of "Longevity Species".


Just as elves do not need sleep—Russell also thought perhaps he didn't necessarily need to sleep or rest either.


But to maintain his humanity... or rather, to make his brain think he was still somewhat human, Russell continued to live in the manner of ordinary people.


Russell was very content and adjusted to his current state; he required no "drastic makeover" level of updates. Just as one might not want to update to a new, unfamiliar software system once they've grown accustomed to the old computer system.


52 chapters: The Poison of Love