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THE ANTHEM OF THE FORGOTTEN CODE

In a world rebuilt on unbreakable code, one glitch will rewrite everything. Kaelen is a Null—a glitch in the system. Born without a Compiler, he can't weave the Scripts that power Axiom Prime's iron-fisted utopia. Instead, he scavenges the Rust-Wastes, surviving on snark, stolen tech, and a "Null-Sense" that spots flaws no Weaver can see. To the Syntax Lords, he's invisible. Worthless. Until he finds the shard. A perfect, pulsing crystal of junk code that whispers impossible power: //GLITCH_BOLT. One pulse, and enforcers vanish in a haze of //TARGET_NOT_FOUND. But the shard isn't a weapon—it's a window. To a screaming cathedral of stars. To the Ghost. To the truth behind the Great Crash that shattered the old world. Hunted by elite Weaver Elara—a commander torn between duty and a personal vendetta—Kaelen's yanked into a reluctant alliance. Their trail of corrupted code leads to Jinx, a manic probability-weaver whose "borrowed luck" rains fish and broken bones. Together, this misfit trio crashes into the Silent Archive: a god-like library debugging itself against a fragment of the Ghost—a digital plague hellbent on rebirth. They're not heroes. They're surgeons. In a mind-bending war of code and chaos, Kaelen doesn't cast spells—he patches. Elara slashes phage swarms. Jinx bends reality into impossible escapes. But victory reveals a horrifying quarantine: The Crash wasn't an accident. It was a lockdown. And Kaelen? He's the key they never meant to forge. Now, with a Syntax Inquisitor's blade at his throat, Kaelen must choose: Stay Null and survive... or ignite the spark that burns the system down.
RustBuddy · 1.3k Views

Battle Bound Zero

The world I live in isn’t normal. It’s strange—abnormal, even bizarre. A place where the supernatural overlaps with the high-tech, where society has long since gotten used to anomalies, variants, and metahumans. Me? I just wanted a normal life. That was before I found the book. The second I touched it, everything around me froze. My mind… exploded. A million thoughts, ideas, and voices all at once—I thought I was going to break. When I finally managed to calm down, I noticed something even crazier: windows floating in the air, like little video screens. Each one showed a different path—possibilities, probabilities, futures. I don’t know why, but I picked one. In it, a senior of mine asked me to join his club, and I said yes. Then—just like that—time started moving again. No fanfare, no big reset, just… normal. And all those thoughts I’d had? Gone. Like they’d been erased. Honestly, I couldn’t even remember what I was doing before I touched the book. But the choice I made? That stuck. After one of my lectures, he walked up to me. “Hey, wanna join the Shutter Detective Agency?” “…What, like a club?” “Yeah. The Shutter Detective Agency Club.” “…Sure, I guess.” “Perfect. Sign here.” As I scribbled my name down, a weird chill ran through me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything had already been decided. —————— [Updated Synopsis] [AUGHH] [Will update the mock cover sooner or later, it's not half-bad? I edited it with AI] [Any criticisms or comments in general I welcome, please I need them] [Reading what I wrote from chapter 1 to chapter 5—it feels like more romance and slice of life with a subgenre of sci-fi; I hope I won't get sidetracked, please bear with me] [I promise there'll be creative abilities, exciting fights, mystery, and intriguing plot.] [So please follow through meeee]
SoveRein_ · 4.3k Views