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

There was no bloody way I would be able to turn around and escape in time before the enemy charged us.


If I gave the command to turn around at that moment, the time it would take for my squad to process the command and actually act on it would be more than enough for the enemy to make their move.


Plus the five hundred downed mechas around weren't completely out of the action.


In fact, the ones furthest behind which did not "die" were already standing up.


If I retreated, I would be running into a wave of furious mechas with our backs turned to even more of their brethren attacking us in formation!


My ambush had failed, and I had to lead my three hundred to fight for our survival.


In times of emergencies where only a split second was available for us to make a decision, we usually fall back to our comfort zone and do what we were used to, or at least what we did before.


Weak Ass Whitefrost Punk