(Slow burn + Lovecraftian + no fixed ship + no System + not a bleeding heart)
A new author, lighthearted from beginning to end, with no angst.
When a game invades the world,
Jiang Feng awakens the class [Free Agent]: anything he sees can be put to use.
Painter, doctor, fighter, dancer... He can be them all.
He thought this was the ultimate freedom, only to discover it was just a more elaborate cage.
Are all partings just reunions arranged in advance? Are all acts of defiance part of the "script"?
Only after the gods turn their gaze on him does he begin to glimpse the truth of the world, and finally meet the one writing it all from behind the scenes.
Are my past, present, and future, even the people who stay by my side, all dictated by the writer's pen?
At last, he breaks free of the cage and takes hold of the writer's pen. "How should I write my tomorrow?"
