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

Song Lan felt he had done his best; he tried to resolve issues through peaceful means. However, regrettably, this was never a peaceful world, especially this prison filled with blood, violence, and sin.


The surging Spiritual Energy emerged once again, corrupting even the air.


Both men found themselves in a room deforming and collapsing due to the continuously expanding Spiritual Energy. The black shadow of Nothingness pulled everything surrounding it like a Black Hole, "Nothing in this world is truly eternal, not even for a Consciousness Entity."


The Judge believed he had seen through Song Lan's heart.


There had indeed been characters in this prison sector who, after becoming Consciousness Entities, believed themselves to be immortal and acted recklessly; most of their fates were quite bleak, "Becoming a slave in Sector C isn't the worst outcome; at least those people still had hope."


Chapter 958: Unnatural Death_3