Apocalypse + no saintly protagonist + multiple heroines + no rebirth + no brainless decisions + revenge + power fantasy… When the blue liquid of genetic engineering swallowed the last barrier of humanity, I stepped on the skulls of Black Obsidian Group’s executives and rebuilt the laws of electromagnetism atop the ruins.
They took my fiancée and turned her into a killing machine, never knowing that the bloodstained wedding ring concealed lightning capable of tearing the apocalypse apart. Gripping the three-thousand-volt electrode extracted from Lin Xue’s spine, I awakened on a rainy night woven with neon and flames: wherever metal flows, it becomes my killing ground.
The mechanical girl’s railgun blasted open the underground palace of the immortals. The sniper’s armor-piercing bullets punched through the ceiling of the cloning factory. An AI wraith altered my death countdown amid a flood of data. But it still wasn’t enough. I wanted those demons in suits, sipping champagne, to watch their genetic sanctum crumble to dust in an electromagnetic storm.
There are no saviors in the apocalypse, only tyrants who repay cruelty in kind. If this world is destined to be dyed red with blood, then let my electromagnetic throne stand atop a mountain built from the corpses of 120,000 modified humans.
