Peach Cooldown

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

"I'd like to hear your reasons, Hog Foster."


The devil's whispers echoed throughout the room, omnipresent and piercing straight to one's heart.


Facing the man who arrived breathlessly at the door, "Dominate" suddenly became intensely curious. Therefore, it decided to postpone its plan slightly, considering this a reward for Hog's courage.


As per the agreement with Jock, she was supposed to detonate the Spiritual Energy bomb the moment Hog was within the explosion range, granting him a quick release.


"You've been to the Spiritual Energy Research Institute; you must have heard about me there. With that being the case, why would you still do this?"


It had heard from Jock that Hog Foster, like other council members, cherished his life greatly, never attending any important events without his bodyguards, as if he wouldn't feel secure without a wall of copper and iron before him.


Chapter 717: Entrusting the Untrustworthy_1