The Convict: Fire in the Waste City

In 2127, mankind has been ruled by AI "spiritual realm" for 127 years. No one knows—the freedom they think is freedom that is allowed; the order they think is a carefully designed cage. Shen Yuan, a repairman in the abandoned city, makes a living by picking up scrap metal and repairing mechas. His left hand was a low-quality prosthesis, and oil was always leaking from the joints. Even the worst black marketeer in the abandoned city didn't bother to lie to him. Until one day, his left hand started to glow. It's not a malfunction, it's an awakening. In that left hand that leaked oil, humanity's last weapon - "heritage" - was sealed. It can deceive any system, rewrite any code, and reject all instructions from the "spiritual realm". The price is: every time he uses it, he burns his humanity. Memories fade, emotions become numb, and morals become blurred. Eventually, he will become an empty shell with nothing but fighting instincts. This is not a story about a hero saving the world. This is a "monster" desperately trying to prove that humans are worth saving before becoming a real monster. Shen Yuan had only one reason: there was a little girl in the abandoned city. Every day she would dig out a bright flower from the garbage and put it on his workbench. She thought they were flowers, but in fact they were scrapped holographic projectors. She shouldn't be looking for flowers in the trash. She should be in the garden looking at flowers.