Ongoing
I, Lin Ge, was a diligent workhorse of a manga artist. One day, due to excessive late-night work, I got hit by a car and died on the spot. But when I opened my eyes, I found myself bound to a system.
System: Based on the assessment, you need to create a blockbuster manga. Only when your manga’s popularity on the charts reaches one hundred percent will you truly survive.
Me: OK, I get it. What’s next?
System: Next, you’ll transmigrate into your manga as the protagonist and draw everything you experience.
Me: ??? Wait, did I miss a step somewhere??
System: Dear, are you ready? Grab your tragic-hero script and get set to go!!
· In a futuristic city of superpowers called [City of Love], black shadows reflected in the silent dark alleys.
When I stepped onto this unfamiliar land, raising the flag of rebellion, the people in the dark alleys could finally glimpse a shred of light in the darkness.
I was a revolutionary who rose in defiance, unyielding and scornful even if crushed into the dust.
I was a vengeful spirit wandering through hell, countless rebels falling under my blade, leaving only flames that burned everything to ashes.
I was decisive, ruthless, solitary yet powerful. My eyes held no trace of self, only boundless love for the greater good.
“With my spine as the pillar and my hands as the beams, I will prop up this corrupt, broken world.” The black-haired youth lowered his head, a pale, icy smile curling on his lips, black flames dancing in his eyes.
[He rose in rebellion from the darkness but never belonged to this world of light.]
