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The Proselyte's POV

Welcome to the City! A single clustered civilization that makes up 30% of Mother Earth. Anything beyond that is too incomprehensible to be cared about~ Our massive City is divided into 100 Districts, each with their own unique technological advancements and cultures. No two Districts are alike! One could be a land of utter zero privacy with skyscrapers and layered highways, and the next could be a land of strength with oriental warriors and mutants! So don't forget to equip yourself with equipment and enhancement from Workshops! They have everything from nano-tattoos, circuitry magitech scrolls, bionic weapons, augmentation procedures, martial-art cards, body bending potions, or even a reality defying technology known as the Tesseract of the World! Hmm? You want to know my name? Quite a cautious question, if you ask me. It's Faust Hecates, my esteemed guest~! Hmm. Don't you think that it's too early to trust me? _____________________ After years of standing beneath the jaded shade of the background, the man with unlimited knowledge, Faust Hecates, decided to join in the grand scheme of the universe once again—to show that neither the dusk nor the dawn should dare to mess with the Man who dealt with the Devil! _____________________ Noteworthy Tags: | Sci-fi Meets Fantasy — Veteran Protagonist — Post-Post Apocalypse — Syndicate Building/Organization Building — Semi-Dystopian — Monster Hunting — Weapon Crafting — Tech Crafting | Disclaimer: The cover illustration is not owned by me. It is ready to be taken down at any moment if requested.

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The Ceremony

Huh, I couldn't extract any kinetic energy from those projectiles

Well, this whole thing just escalated in a terrifying manner.

"No wonder that you've managed to massacre an entire battalion of inquisitors. You gave them the glimpse of madness, devoid of any hope and righteousness."

"Mitico!" Dorodoro gently clapped her hand one-sidedly against the body of her firearm. "I suppose that I wouldn't be left with the sense of boredom for a while."

"I can't see what's happening," said Roger, as she tried her best to see through the darkness in-between us and the lady with a gun. "Can you see it, Pluto?"

"... Just now, that lady sprayed sixteen projectiles in our direction. Your guardian stopped all of them with a single movement of his finger."

With closed eyes, Dorodoro giggled as she elegantly waved her firearm to the dark sky.

"Roger, encircle!"