They saved us from a dying Earth, only to turn us into monsters.

A secret group calling themselves the Enix plucked me from the apocalypse, gave me an incredible power system, and forced me into a brutal death match against other survivors. I was one of the lucky few to make it out alive, armed with a power they can't control: my own imagination to create, build, and materialize any weapon or object I can imagine.

Now, they've given us our grand purpose: to protect the last human settlement from a tyrannical emperor on a war-torn alien world. They call us heroes, the last hope for a species on the brink of extinction. But with every battle we fight for them, the lies begin to unravel.

We were told we are fighting for humanity's survival, but the truth feels far more dangerous. In a universe where our saviors might be the real demons, my power isn't just for creating weapons—it's for finding the truth. And I'm starting to suspect that the greatest threat isn't the emperor we've been sent to kill, but the very people who saved us.

Akira stepped back to make way for Yousef, who came out from behind him, saying in an arrogant tone, "Sir Keno, with all due respect, the soldiers can't take any more of this. This terrifying atmosphere and the unknown things have destroyed our mental health. Even these strong suits can't extinguish our fear of the unknown. We have gathered enough reconnaissance data. Let's go back and return another day. This will be better for everyone. Isn't that right, my friends?"


Chapter 102 - The Cosmic Passage