Wuthering Waves: Dropped Into the Apocalypse, but I'm No Savior

[Saving the world + hellish dungeons + no Drifters + no System + hardcore combat + smart protagonists + multiple heroines and mutual salvation]

After transmigrating to Solaris, Chou Anming becomes a “Blue Star heretic,” an anomaly beyond the laws of the world.

Without Resonance or a System, he is a virus that Tacet Discords and Lament must eradicate, a heretic rejected by the world.

His body is an absolute “dimensional insulator,” rendering all frequency-based attacks useless against him.

But there's a price: the moment he swings his blade to strike an enemy, the insulation vanishes and he becomes corporeal, leaving him vulnerable to attack.

Phase out to dodge, manifest a blade to counterattack!

He dances on a knife's edge, seesawing between invincibility and injury. He feeds on Tacet Discords, plundering frequencies to forge an arsenal of will.

After his base is destroyed and the Nightwatch soldiers are slaughtered, he shoulders the guilt and exiles himself to the wilderness.

But when he's forced to draw his blade and carry survivors out of mountains of corpses, again and again...

The people hail him as their savior.

“Don't get it wrong. I brought the Lament here. I'm just a sinner.”

“As for saving the world... I only wanted to see tomorrow's sun once more, on behalf of those who died.”

Dragging his battered body onward, he plots amid the undercurrents and carves out a path to survival on the edge of his blade.

The girls he shields, meanwhile, vow to meet this scarred heretic with kindness and trust.