Nomanalive

Sam Sanderson is envied by many for his job, however he himself didn't seem to like it much.

Due to his expertise in nanotechnology he was tasked with monitoring the state the Valkyries, humanity's strongest weapons who all just happened to be made into gorgeous females.

Forbidden from even touching any of them, Sam spends his days in agony watching flowers he couldn't hope to touch. However one day all of that seemed to change.

His luck recieves a massive boost, but with it came new dangers, more responsibilities and conspiracies knocking on his door one after the other. 

Finding himself diving head first into an inter-dimensional mess, Sam realizes that sleeping with robots was the least of his concerns.

Valkyrie Smash

"Yes. Everything has been double-checked."

Mimir is her name, a fourth-generation Nephilim and the personal consultant of the queen, or so she would like to think.

It wouldn't be an understatement to say that she is the wisest Nephilim born so far, and most of her brethren are aware of that, however her opinion is rarely taken into account which makes her question why she was asked to be a consultant in the first place.

"It's finally here…" She couldn't help the sigh that escaped her.

Looking at the small floating window in front of her, Mimir went around performing one more final check making sure everything was in order before their departure.

A strange illness.