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The Crappy Zero-Star Therapist in a Parallel Dimension

Meet the worst therapist on Earth. He drinks cheap whiskey, aggressively insults his patients, and boasts a bulletproof zero-star rating online. He doesn't want to heal you; he just wants your hourly rate so he can pay his rent. But when a routine session with a weeping middle-manager abruptly turns into a telekinetic meltdown, he realizes that he is in a parallel dimension that is basically a psychological hazard zone. Welcome to a world where unresolved trauma literally gives you superpowers. The citizens here are walking, superpowered powder kegs, relying on their fractured "Egos" to cast fire, bend gravity, and level city blocks. The catch? If their mental health deteriorates, they burn out, and become food for interdimensional monsters hungry for negative energy. In a society entirely populated by emotionally unstable, heavily armed psychopaths, a guy who actually understands the DSM-5 is the ultimate mechanic. But our protagonist didn't get a superpower. He got something infinitely better: absolute, soul-crushing apathy. Because he is so fundamentally cynical and completely dead inside, he leaves zero psychological footprint. Psychic detectives can't track him. The trauma-eating monsters think he has the nutritional value of a cardboard box. He is the ultimate anomaly—a ghost in a city of glowing targets. Well, a ghost with one massive headache. Because his transition to this world woke up his subconscious "Alter"—a sickeningly sweet, overly empathetic Beverly Hills life coach who now lives rent-free in his head and refuses to shut up. Stranded in a dystopia where nobody remembers him and a militarized anomaly task force is hunting his shadow, he has only one goal: find a decent cup of coffee and extort these superpowered lunatics for everything they’re worth. Heroes save the world. He just bills it out-of-network.
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Reborn as a Mechanist with a God-Tier System

‘Ah shit, is this… Earth?’ In the far future, humanity has collapsed beneath the weight of its own technology. Megacities rose, AIs became rulers, and biological evolution was rewritten through genetic design. The world changed. Instead of humans, there are Synths, Geneforms, and AI Constructs. And instead of meow meow and woof woof, there are Neon Beasts- beasts mutated by the corruption of ADE. Leon Ardent, an assistant temporal engineer for SpaceX woke up in this strange dystopian world with neon skylines and aurora-like storms. One question lingered. ‘Where… am I?’ DING! ~----~ [ChronoSystem Rebooting…] [You have received your first Mission: Survive the First Cycle] ~----~ Well, things do escalate fast. Just like that, Leon was thrown into a cyberpunk world with weird skies, weird ecosystem, a weirder system, and with fragmented memories of his past. Only one thing gave him hope, his expertise as an engineer. “If I can build, I can live”. … [Author’s NOTE: It’s October 31st in Shibuya, and history records it that this book starts today. All I can say is give it a try. I won’t make promises, just know that I’m giving this my all, and I’ll appreciate any form of support. Thanks.] *This book will be written in 3rd person POV. If you have any queries, you can comment at the bottom of each chapter. I’ll try my best to read comments every day, and reply to them if there are queries. *I’ll try my best to thoroughly proofread every chapter and avoid any mistakes, no matter how small, but if you see one don’t hesitate to point it out. *I’m not expecting them, but an author can hope. So, any super gift will supercharge me to write more, and I’ll give a 5 chapter mass release for any super gift in appreciation. Lastly, happy reading.
GREAT · 348.6k Views