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

Three hundred first graders being surrounded by nine thousand older students eager to gain a free flag and break our winning streak.


The entire situation was almost definitely set up from scratch to purposely teach us a lesson. 


And to make things worse, Sheera Lin had probably guessed that it might happen, and purposely sent me and the flag away with just three hundred kids to preserve most of the first graders' strength.


"A devilish old man and a devious classmate. How am I supposed to survive to the end of the year? Woe! Woe to me!" I thought to myself miserably for a split second before my anger returned to full force.


"But against all odds, I will triumph! I will show them that it is useless scheming against me!" I curled my lips in furious disdain and started to look for a solution to my predicament.


Gifted Program