Kael Ardyn had stepped into plenty of strange machines over the years—medical capsules, nutrient pods, even those bulky combat simulators meant to train soldiers. Yet the moment he slid into this high-level military gaming pod, he knew—this one was different.Everything felt sharper. The seat molded perfectly around his body. The cold metal beneath his fingertips vibrated faintly, like it had a pulse of its own, alive and waiting.He swallowed.Okay… this is new. Calm down, Kael. It’s just a game.A soft blue glow spread across his vision. Holographic menus unfurled around him like a living display. His pulse quickened—not from fear, but from a strange, childish excitement he hadn’t felt in years. Maybe this was the escape he’d been looking for. Maybe this was… freedom, in a way.He grinned.The system prompted him to enter a username. And of course, Kael refused to be subtle.Unbeaten War God.Bold. Arrogant. A name that demanded attention, even if he had no idea what he was doing.T

Captain Kael Ardyn guided the Reaper Fifth-Generation Mecha through the spaceship’s battered control room. The walls hummed with old machinery, rattling with every step. Virtual screens flickered wildly, streams of numbers and symbols flashing across his vision. He didn’t understand half of it. Didn’t need to. One thing was obvious—he had made the right move.The ship hadn’t exploded. Not when he powered it on. Not when he activated the shields. It just… held together.Outside, thousands of robots circled the vessel. Their sensors blinked cautiously as the damaged defensive shield sputtered and sparked. Nobody dared come closer. Not yet.Kael moved toward the hatch he had crawled through earlier. Every step of his massive mechanical frame was careful, precise. This body was strong, yes, but heavy. Slow if you didn’t plan.“Everyone, get inside! The ship works, and it didn’t blow up!” His voice echoed, bouncing off the metal walls. “From now on, I’m your leader. Call me Captain Kael Ar

“Follow me into the interior of the Square-Inch Fortress,” said the eyeball-shaped fortress owner. Its massive orb swiveled slowly, tracking Kael Ardyn with unnerving precision.Almost instantly, two long mechanical legs extended from beneath the hovering eye, and four spindly arms unfolded above, moving with a fluid, almost living grace. Kael’s Reaper Fifth-Generation mecha followed without hesitation, metal plates clinking softly with each step. The corridors stretched narrow and endless, doors opening and closing in a rhythmic pulse while a constant hum of machinery vibrated through the walls.Curiosity tugged at Kael. He leaned forward, peering into the nearest open chamber, and froze. This wasn’t a fortress in the usual sense. No battlements, no towers, just the relentless motion of hundreds of machines. Robots of all shapes crawled, rolled, and skittered along production lines. Hundreds of mechanical workers installed chips, slotted energy drives, and tightened screws, sparks da

Chaos rained down over Mechanical Mountain that day. Tens of thousands of discarded mechanical bodies fell from the sky, clattering and thudding against the jagged metal terrain. Amid the turmoil, the e-book robot moved with surprising precision, coordinating a lottery system to restore order. It was a small miracle, one glimmer of control in the middle of a storm.Kael Ardyn watched silently, his sharp features tightening with frustration. His repair speed barely scratched the surface of the flood of machines crashing down each day. Ten units repaired per day. Laughable. It wasn’t even a drop in the ocean compared to the thousands of broken shells pouring in from the transport ships. Even if he never slept, never ate, never rested until his last breath, he couldn’t possibly fix them all.Silence fell over him. Not the kind of silence that brought peace, but the kind that demanded thought. Efficiency. He needed it. It wasn’t optional anymore. Ideas started forming, jagged and precise.

Kael Ardyn’s eyes were glued to the central system screen. His mind jolted with a sudden, shocking realisation, like a bolt of lightning straight to the chest. He checked again, fingers moving with practised precision over the controls, though his hands trembled slightly.“In seven years… my Death God Fifth-Generation mech will reach its limit and shut down.” The words escaped in a whisper, disbelief twisting his tone. He glared at the record like it had insulted him personally.Seven years. Just seven. That was all. His chest tightened, a cold weight pressing down as the truth sank in. Even if every component stayed perfect, every circuit flawless, in seven years it would simply vanish. Forever.Shutdown wasn’t just deactivation. It was death. Absolute. Irreversible.“Damn the War God System!” Kael gritted his teeth. “It hides a limit like this? In this mission world? That’s murder!” He leaned closer, voice low and feral. “And it didn’t even warn me. If I hadn’t come here today… in s