mrant12

The Strongest Magic meets the Mightiest Mecha.

I have stolen Golden Mechas from the deepest vaults of the most tightly guarded fortresses in the world. 

I have personally destroyed more armies than the top three superpowers have in the span of the Absolute War - combined. 

I burned down the terrorist megacity of Habon.

I was expelled from the Union of Heroes at a younger age than people are allowed in. 

I have talked to Ancient Gods, loved women, and devoured mechas that would make superpowers cringe in fear.

I have faced demons head on in moonless nights others fear to speak of during the day.

I am deified in a thousand cultures, and labelled as the devil incarnate in the rest.

I am the Mecha Emperor. 



You may have heard of me.

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Excerpt from Chapter 1

This is where it all began.

A junkyard.

Oh no, this isn't your clean, mechas-only junkyard that was the 'starting point' of many mecha geniuses out there.

I have seen and heard my share of rags-to-riches stories, and many of them claimed that they had started from 'junkyards' and slowly grew to be where they were right now. 

From Zero to Hero, they declared. 
You can do it too, they said. 
As long as you work hard, everything is possible, they claimed.

I call bullshit.

Life doesn't work like that.

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Hi guys, thanks for dropping by. This novel is participating in WSA 2022. I will do my very best to write a highly entertaining and deeply immersive story for all of you to enjoy. Please support me! Thank you very much :)

FAQs

1. Harem? No.
2. Rape? No.
3. NTR? No.
4. School arc? Yes.
5. Power up speed? Exhilarating.
6. GOT style deaths? Hell no.

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The Undying Mecha Emperor

It was obviously a target meant for mechas.


How the freaking hell did he expect a mere human like me to shoot at Beyond Visual Range targets at ten freaking kilometers away in pitch black darkness in a freaking sandstorm?


But even as a human being, it was still within my capabilities to shoot at that target.


The rifle had its anti wind technology.


And it obviously had the strength to shoot at targets ten kilometers away.


In fact, with its ridiculous payload, I probably wouldn't want to shoot it at targets LESS than ten kilometers away!


"Good. Shoot it down." The Ancestor said in approval.


I held the rifle in a firing position, and allowed the radar and my resonance to guide me. 


After a few seconds of adjusting my aim, I felt comfortable enough to…


Once again. There was no recoil, no sound, and even no incredible burst of light to indicate that a mini nuclear payload had just been released. 


Chaotic Fighting Style