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Metaworld HopeCore

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<p style="font-weight: 400"><span style="font-weight: 400">The Year is 2032, and AI slop has won. </span>Far from creating utopia, society has become divided by bots and culture wars, creating a world of disunity.</p> <p style="font-weight: 400"><span style="font-weight: 400">Enter Lana Zacanissian, Corpo superstar, the prophet of profits. She who created the largest IP aggregate marketplace in the world, vertically integrating every creative’s worst nightmare to empower an inflated IPO. In the style of SpaceX infamy, she fleeces billions of people of their life savings, catapulting herself onto the cover of every industry magazine.&nbsp;</span></p> <p style="font-weight: 400"><span style="font-weight: 400">Then, like Icarus skirting the sun—</span></p> <p style="font-weight: 400"><span style="font-weight: 400">She is judged by her coworkers and victims, tossed into Santa Monica Bay from her yacht. <br>Their final words:&nbsp;</span></p> <p style="font-weight: 400"><strong>“Do you believe in Karma?!”&nbsp;</strong></p> <p style="font-weight: 400"><span style="font-weight: 400">When Lana opens her eyes again, she is in the body of a girl-child she does not recognise.&nbsp;</span></p> <hr> <p><strong>[SYSTEM MESSAGE]&nbsp;<br></strong></p> <p><span style="font-weight: 400">Usurper, you have not only unjustly ended the </span><strong>Karmic Causality </strong><span style="font-weight: 400">of another, but your boundless greed has usurped countless </span><strong>Causality</strong><span style="font-weight: 400"> from others. </span><span style="font-weight: 400">You who have catalysed the sale of ideas to soulless machines have given each and every dreamer a </span><strong>little death</strong><span style="font-weight: 400">.&nbsp;<br><br></span><span style="font-weight: 400">In a time gone by, </span><strong>Lana Zacanissian</strong><span style="font-weight: 400">,</span><strong> </strong><span style="font-weight: 400">the psychic loathing you have reaped would have given birth to a God.<br></span></p> <p><span style="font-weight: 400"><em>Live again to atone for your sins, or sink into eternal oblivion.</em></span></p> <hr> <p></p> <p></p>

LitRPGProgression Fantasy
LitRPG MechanicsWeak to StrongComedyFemale LeadSlice of Life

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