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

Ever since the curtain fell on the history of the Church, the status of Psychics underwent an immense transformation, from a universally revered status to that of lab rats in the eyes of the Review Meeting and related researchers.


Therefore, sometimes it's best for certain memories to be forever buried in the heart.


People like him could even be described as remnants of an old era.


However, the Church and the Psychics were not the only powers in decline. The Machine Cult, with its craze for transforming frail bodies into mechanical ones, had also receded into history, leaving behind only prosthetics as a heritage of the past.


But has such a world truly changed for the better?


Chapter 970: The Secret to Maintaining a Good Mentality