After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war! Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond! His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm! However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server: https://discord.gg/APB5KCU Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn)
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Erin was a young man about to enter intergalactic college. Unfortunately, his starship was attacked by pirates and Erin thought he had died! To his shock, he survived only to be attacked my mythical creatures he had never seen before! When he finally got a chance to catch his breath, five thousand years had passed?!
When I woke up, I found myself inside a spaceship. I guess you guys think I’m talking nonsense here, but I also have absolutely no clue about what exactly happened to me. I was really close to completely losing it, but fortunately, I managed to notice that this place was really similar to the world featured in a game I was playing recently. Am I dreaming? Nope, it’s no dream. Maybe I actually got sent to a different world or something? But didn’t those things usually involve getting sent to a magical world with elves, dwarves, dragons and whatnot? In any case, I don’t know what caused this, but I guess I’ll just have to suck it up and live properly in this world from now on. It’ll be okay. I got my trusty spaceship so I can probably make some money. It’ll work out! It has to! This is the story of a man abruptly thrown into space along with his private spaceship. He runs around with it and saves damsels in distress along the way, flirts with said damsels, earns money as a merc-for-hire and uses his gaming knowledge to work his way into living freely and easily. For the ones that know where this is from, I only have this here to read when my data runs out and I never said this was mine.
For 30,000 years, war has ravaged the cosmos. The Humans, a materialistic faction, governed by The Council. The Governed Space. The Ren'tarri, a spiritual faction, led by The Cardinals and The Avatar. The Star Space. The Welrog, a territorial and splintered race, split into many factions led by many Warlords. The Fractured Space. The Helgaia, an ancient cult seeking to end all life led by The Abyssal Lord. The Abyssal Space. And finally, the Denarus, a coalition formed from by the different races for sake of being left out of the war, led by The Overseer. The Sheltered Space. For 30,000 years this war has raged between these five. Unspeakable plots and tragedies as well as tales of heroism have been written and forgotten in the annals of history. And now the past comes back to greet the present. A project, long since abandoned and forgotten, has been unearthed. Something so terrifying, entire solar systems were destroyed to be rid of it. From the ashes it rises. Notice: As the story can/will be quite violent and bloody, caution is recommended. As of 13/10/20 Story is on hold, I've got some editing and revising to do now that I've got time on my hands.
It is the 2300s, the Solar System is completely colonized. Humanity has branched out to its limits, inhabiting nearly all worlds. The First Solar Rising has occured only a decade prior to the events of 2325, a war between the Coalition, Union and many more nations to be discorvered. The Solar Risen follows multiple characters within experiencing the rise and fall of the Second Solar Rising, having their voices expressed out among both the civilian and military aspects of the world. Venture out in this story to find death, loyalty, treachery and war.