He found himself standing amid ruins, with only a black briefcase beside him.
When he emerged from the dark cavern, only a faint glimmer filtered down from the sheer, cliff-like ceiling. He was deep within an abyss, with a chaotic, hallucinatory cyberworld overhead. He had forgotten everything except his own name. The air was suffocating. Terrifying shapes writhed in the darkness, and monsters, humanlike yet inhuman, emerged.
No identity, no companions, no memory of the past, and no idea what the future held.
But he knew he was very, very good-looking. Surviving shouldn't be hard for him.
"If you want something, you can definitely make it happen." Someone had once told him that.
Perhaps he could become a reality show star?
* * *
In the prosperous yet depraved world of Morris, prosperity belonged only to the Upper City. All darkness and depravity fell to the Lower City. Its people, mere ants, struggled to survive. Bloodshed and death were everyday facts of life. They had no hope or dreams. But one day, a peerless beauty emerged from the depths of this forsaken land.
He was like a dream, effortlessly stirring the deepest desires in people's hearts. And he had indeed come to grant people's wishes.
You could make a wish to him, entrusting him with any desire you could never fulfill yourself. He would make it come true, even if it meant destroying the world.
A beauty with a wild streak, and a story about how the strongest powerhouse steamrolls everything in his path: the galactic conquest of a fearsome queen of the battlefield. This story follows some tropes while subverting others, and will feature livestreaming, wilderness survival, and lots of space battles. Every plot twist exists to make the story more satisfying.
Theme: The purpose of human development is to liberate ourselves.
