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Lu Zixin has a Black Technology Chat Group of the Ten Thousand Realms , and the group members are the science and technology giants of the world. Tony Stark : “Group owner, I will send this War Machine Mark II Armor to you!” Red Queen : “Group owner, do you want to try the latest T virus ?” Skynet : “Group owner, where is your world? I am going to destroy it.” Bruce Wayne : “The Batmobile is simply used to pick up girls and today I have a great girl. Do you want to see it ?” Vega Punk : “Recently synthesized a new demon fruit, does the group want to try an experiment ?” Little Spidey : “I don’t care, I don’t care, do not send me the red envelope, I will retreat!” . . . Lu Zixin : “A group of lawless people, be careful with me!”

Wealth. Fame. Authority. Power! For those brave enough to step onto the road to divinity to traverse the nine realms, all these and more are within reach, provided they have the luck, skill- "Wait, wait wait, What? The road to divinity is closed man, that's not what the story's about. Oh whoa, I get my words in quotes in the synopsis? Cozy." ...True. Then something more like.. In a city nearly consumed by anarchy, a piece of a treasure map left behind by a master thief silently vanishes from within a locked safe- "Nope." A mysterious stranger offers passage out of a dying realm to whoever wins an exceptionally dangerous race- "Stop, stop, I mean, yeah that happens, but you're doing it all wrong, my guy." Ok, then what do you suggest? "It's an action story." Sure. "The people came here for one thing:" ...Acti-? "BULLETS." Um, "So we give them Bullet points in the synopsis." There's not actually an option for bullet points on the websi- * Gun toting gnomes: CHECK * Gum chewing succubi: CHECK * Speech impediments: CHECK * Black Holes: CHECK * Skyships: CHECK * Gods: CHECK * Snails: CHECK * Teenagers: CHECK * Gas masks: CHECK * "You're courting death!": CHECK * Frog beastmen blood mages with off brand batmobiles: CHECK * The meaning of family: CHECK * Racist middle aged women: CHECK * Child abuse: CHECK * The apocalypse: CHECK * Literal waterfalls of bullet casings ejected from hot, steamy guns (in your area, sign up now!): CHECK * Some chick named Holliday: CHECK * Swearing in at least three(3) languages (build your vocabulary!): CHECK * Existential dread: CHECK * Heroes of destiny: CHECK * A flying motorcycle that can rewrite the laws of nature and ignore causality: CHECK * A good old heaping scoop of violence: CHECK "And that's just what we got in the first realm. We got a whole eight more to go! So suck your thumb and stick it in an electrical outlet baby, this is GATTICAN DRIVE!" A dark comedy/ action epic set in a science fantasy world about a reality-altering motorcycle and its riders, narrated by a cynical, irresponsible, immature and petty disembodied voice that’s more interested in turning the whole thing into a slice of life than in any of the plot I described above. Updates... when I stop freaking out about editing and avoiding plotholes. The narrator’s whims will inevitably cause the story to follow a giant, diverse cast, so romance and sexual content, if there ever is any, will probably involve LGBT+ characters as often as straight characters. Content can range from laughably happy go lucky to cry yourself to sleep tragic. This story is set in the same universe as my other story, Death Quest.

"I'm a Volana wolf, a target of Evil. My blood can grant eternal life. My father locked me up since I was 10. He killed my wolf and tried to rape me. No wolf. No mate. No hope. Until Bastien offered me to be his contract mate. When 3 years contract comes to the end, I am pregnant. Yet, he's going to reject me. --- ""I'm going to be a mother!"" I breathe in blissful disbelief. I can't wait to tell Bastien. I've been grinning like a fool ever since leaving the doctor's office and practiced sharing the news while I drove. Butterflies flutter rapidly in my belly as I climb the stairs, my body thrumming with anticipation. But the ecstatic smile slips from my face the moment I walk in. Bastien is already there, waiting for me. He's sitting alone in the darkened living room, a tumbler of amber liquid clasped in his large fist and a severe frown dominating his handsome face. Finally he speaks, ""Tomorrow I'm going to have my father put things in motion for our rejection ceremony."" --- I am Bastien's burden. He marries me for duty. But when I leave to give him freedom, he goes crazy looking for me. When we meet again, he says he loves me."

What is the nature of good and evil? What is loyalty and family? Dose culture change what these words mean? Would and Angel really be pure good? Or a demon true evil? Philosophy is what defines the answer. Let see if you can figure out mine. Cover art by an unknown user on tumbler, if I find their name I will credit them proper.

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