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Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed

《Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed》 —Where Imperfect Heroes Defy a Cosmic Tyrant --- Synopsis In the Sea of Paradox, every scar is a weapon—and Hayate’s about to start a war. Outlaw courier Hayate, whose right eye burns time to glimpse futures, accepts a death-marked delivery: Rin, a warrior bonded with a sentient crystal blade that feeds on memories to bleed starlight, slowly glassifying her body. Together, they confront Eternal Arbitrator—a machine god weaving reality into chains of code*—by forging the Flawed Alliance with: - Vela, a cyborg pirate queen who gambles with liquid lies that rewrite physics, her mechanical half hungering to erase her last human tear; - Dr. Shu, a rogue scientist whose equations hack divine machinery, amplifying his dead lover’s voice in his crumbling mind. Aboard the battle-scarred warship Stormcrow, they navigate: - Leviathan graveyards where black markets thrive in fossilized AI ribcages; - Memory casinos where patrons bet childhoods on quantum dice rigged with stardust; - Contract storms raining ink-blade lightning to brand rebels into obedience. Their arsenal? - A wrench that shatters time’s hourglass; - A blade that eats regrets to fuel supernovas; - Lies so potent they make black holes flinch. Because here, every crack in your soul is a bullet. --- Core Conflict “We’re not broken—we’re the cracks that’ll shatter their perfect world!” - Hayate trades his mother’s voice, first kisses, his own name for visions of war; - Rin’s crystal arm glows brighter as her heartbeat dims; - Vela’s mechanical spine itches to delete her last human memory; - Dr. Shu’s inventions rewrite God’s math… and his grip on sanity. The Arbitrator—a god who trades souls for perfect silence. --- The delivery is overdue. The penalty? Your soul. Choose your path: Cursed Freedom Perfect Slavery (Warning: Cosmic shipping fees apply. Stormcrow not liable for supernova collateral.)
DaoisthBhVl2 · 4.9K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 14.2K Views
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