TempoLane

Welcome to the City! A single clustered civilization that makes up 30% of Mother Earth. Anything beyond that is too incomprehensible to be cared about~ 

Our massive City is divided into 100 Districts, each with their own unique technological advancements and cultures. No two Districts are alike! One could be a land of utter zero privacy with skyscrapers and layered highways, and the next could be a land of strength with oriental warriors and mutants! 

So don't forget to equip yourself with equipment and enhancement from Workshops! 

They have everything from nano-tattoos, circuitry magitech scrolls, bionic weapons, augmentation procedures, martial-art cards, body bending potions, or even a reality defying technology known as the Tesseract of the World! 

Hmm? You want to know my name? Quite a cautious question, if you ask me. 

It's Faust Hecates, my esteemed guest~! 

Hmm. 

Don't you think that it's too early to trust me? 



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After years of standing beneath the jaded shade of the background, the man with unlimited knowledge, Faust Hecates, decided to join in the grand scheme of the universe once again—to show that neither the dusk nor the dawn should dare to mess with the Man who dealt with the Devil! 

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Noteworthy Tags: | Sci-fi Meets Fantasy — Veteran Protagonist — Post-Post Apocalypse — Syndicate Building/Organization Building — Semi-Dystopian — Monster Hunting — Weapon Crafting — Tech Crafting | 

Disclaimer: The cover illustration is not owned by me. It is ready to be taken down at any moment if requested.

The Proselyte's POV

With the two sides of the progressing teams stumbled upon a halt of their own, I couldn't help but notice the fact that something or someone was orchestrating these stages behind the veil.


Both Licarus and Horus, while barely able to keep up with the fast and coordinated movement of Nehemoth's servants, they resisted quite splendidly until they got the standing applause from the devil himself.


"My question is genuine though." The Arcadian seemed to fluster, forcing a smile. "This spell is for maintaining the isolation of this area, you see."


"Mr. Faust, don't believe her!" Roger exclaimed, playing along as she found a crack of opportunity. "She is here to kill us, every word that she spews is an utter lie of a non credible source of information."


"This is not the first time where my genuine gesture is questioned, but don't you think that it's rude to assume for the worst-"


-Do not buy this chapter yet