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'Advertising your skills to everyone is a foolish thing to do.' '……But. Sometimes, it's not bad to clearly imprint on your enemies just what kind of crazy bastard you're capable of being.' '…Unfortunately, I learned that too late.' 'Remember this, young friend. This world… is a place where once you let go of something you've held, it's hard to pick it up again.' These are the words you might hear if you strike up a conversation with the man wiping glasses inside a quiet bar in Neo…-
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"……Ugh. Ptooey!!" I spat out the blood that seemed to have mixed in my mouth and massaged my shoulder, which was numb from the recoil. After eliminating all the immediate threats, the state of the ruined store and… my almost equally ruined body came into view. I hadn't even allowed a physical attack, but my lower abdomen was strangely burning from being rubbed a little. My upper body was complaining of fatigue despite the minimized gun recoil. Damp bloodstains. "Just you wait,…
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Drrrrrrrrr---!! Bang! Bang!! Bang bang bang…!! The gang member who had climbed onto the back of the Black Society dump truck they dragged along raked the pub's wall with the mounted heavy machine gun like a madman. The noise, literally tearing at the ears, and the flames, almost too intense to look at, poured down on the residents. But while the aesthetics were terrible, the pub's outer wall, reinforced with multiple layers of steel plate in preparation for such emergencies, served as a sturdy…
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Zzzzzzz…! The power went out and the lights went off, but then they flickered back on, replaced by ominous red warning lights instead of the bright white ones. The interior of the shop, which I thought I was quite familiar with, instantly morphed into the lab where shards of test tube tiles had scattered. My breathing became labored, and my hand instinctively groped at my thigh for my pistol… only to belatedly pull it out from inside my jacket. Hiding it away, conscious of the customers'…
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I opened my eyes today… safe and sound. I did everything within my power, as far as I can remember, but I thought Enama Corporation, one of the main masterminds behind Neo Haven, would somehow come after me… I guess even for a Mega Corp, there was nothing they could do when an abyss diver deliberately wiped out the data from an entire independent research lab. Thanks to that, the days of falling asleep and waking up in fear, clutching a pistol, quickly came to an end. …The only unexpected…
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"God damn it…. Fuck…. You piece of shit…!!" BANG BANG!! The man, unable to hide the trembling in his voice, kicked his hoverbike roughly. But despite the repeated kicks, the engine remained silent. He was truly, with the comfortable Harvest Planet right in front of him, stranded in this sandstorm-ridden wasteland. "Fuck… fuck…!" His teeth chattered, and his voice grew fainter. A citizen left alone outside the city, with no system or witnesses. To make matters worse, he had his…
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Booaaang---!! Screeeeeech…!! A sharply designed sports car drifted roughly and came to a halt in front of the research center's main gate, where fire extinguishing and data recovery operations were in full swing. A peculiar person who would drive a tire car in a wasteland with no proper roads, someone who could freely access the heavily guarded territory of Mega Corp. If you still can't grasp the situation after seeing this, look at the Droids on hoverbikes guarding the sports car and the combat…
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The surroundings are dark and, even more so, hopeless. They say you grow taller when you dream of falling from a high place; at this rate, I might grow a finger's length. To dare to face a bottomless cliff. Like a beast that peered into the abyss and lost its footing, plummeting. In the darkness, limbs that seemed especially white flailed desperately, but there was nothing to grasp, and the feeling of floating didn't disappear. But… on the other hand, it's incredibly cozy. Eating, sleeping,…
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A shattered scanner, coolant dripping onto the floor, limbs and armor gradually torn away. These were the wounds Canned Goods sustained for not retreating from the front lines, for fighting the hounds, and for killing one of the trackers. In human terms, it was an eye socket defect, excessive bleeding, and upper limb amputation. A critical patient who should be rushed to the emergency room, yet he insisted. Absolutely. Not possible. Rather, even now, with the remaining power, we should restore…
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"Tch... What do you mean, 'tin can'?" Barely a care bot's processing unit and memory. Yet it's pulling off the feat of controlling all those machines, and it calls itself a tin can just because I insulted it. I couldn't help but chuckle. Beep! Beep beep...!! I manipulated the control panel to expand the detection radius of the lab's radar. The number of enemy hovercrafts displayed on the monitor gradually increased. The count... one... two... three...? God damn it. Did they hide a honey pot…
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Farewell, Miss Anastasia. - That quiet declaration sent shivers down my spine. The electric current that had been running through my naked body, which I had been desperately trying to ignore. The fear and tension I had barely overcome tightened their grip once more. "W-What does that mean?" It is as I said. Bio-implant installation is perfect. Cyberware aptitude and application ability verification complete. According to the experiment protocol designed by the Doctor, it is time to move on to…
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……My whole body is languid. Actually, it's not just languid, it's exhausted. I spent almost the entire night watching the newly revealed method for achieving maximum favorability with Anastasia of Neo Haven Prime and the final quest walkthrough video, so it's normal that my body won't move. But. There was definitely something important. Something that involved someone's life… something very important. Fortunately, there's a computer right in front of the bed, so even though my languid limbs…
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"Agh... Cough... Ack! Ah... Cough!!" With every cough I tried to force out, a brackish taste surged up my throat. I violently spat out the complete culture medium, custom-made for Anastasia alone. My mind, overwhelmed by the torrent of information I had never learned all at once, prioritized recalling what I could see and what was happening to my body. Crack... "It hurts...!" Ignoring the stinging pain in my throat, I instinctively scratched the floor I was lying on, and an even sharper pain…
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"Wow, goddamn... Those Chaos Point bastards are really something!! Save completely reset in achievements, and items exclusively for achievement resets in collectibles??" Chiiik!! My mouth felt parched, and my mind was hazy, so I cracked open a can of Coke roughly. The cool carbonated drink going down my throat helped quite a bit... but as my cleared head roughly calculated the number of playthroughs I had to do and the time it would take, the hand holding the mouse trembled. "Seriously...…
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The girl's tightly shut eyes opened before the set alarm could even ring. The interior of the room was different enough from the typical lower-class residential areas of Neo-Haven to warrant mention. It wasn't actually a lower-class residential area, but Engineer Plaza, where people with decent jobs belonging to Mega-Corps lived, but regardless. It was filled with obscenely expensive and obscenely rare... relics of the old century. A real wooden bed instead of a capsule bed. A showerhead pouring…
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