In the 22nd century, VRMMOs have become humanity’s most beloved form of entertainment.
Among them, one stood above all: The Singularity a massive galaxy-spanning simulation filled with war, advanced AI, and a living world that felt almost too real.

But like all great games, its glory didn’t last forever.
When the developers shut down the servers to chase the more profitable gacha RPG trend, one player refused to go quietly.

Under the name Shiin Avalon, he hacked the system, hijacked admin rights, and launched one final act of chaos: uniting every online player, blowing up a virtual star, and injecting a destructive virus into the game's core.

#Isekai, #Otome Game, #Dungeon Building, #Smart MC, #Hidden Technology, #Antihero, #Magic and Science, #Monster #Dismemberment, #Slow, #Reincarnated, #Academy (Future), #Multiple POV, #Harem, #Nobility Drama. 


What he didn’t expect… was that his rebellion would tear open a rift to another dimension.

When he woke up, the world had changed.
Magic had replaced technology. Monsters now roamed where mechas once stood.

And the strangest part?
He's now trapped inside an academy, where a handsome prince breaks off his engagement to chase after a seemingly ordinary girl.
Even worse, she’s building a reverse harem?!

This isn't his game.
This isn't his world.
This is... an otome world.

#Isekai, #Otome Game, #Dungeon Building, #Smart MC, #Hidden Technology, #Antihero, #Magic and Science, #Monster, #Reincarnated, #Academy (Future), #Multiple POV, #Harem.

Inside a perfectly round command room built from simulated Ge-plasma material, several aliens sat casually around a glowing holographic table.


Their bodies were far from normal—twisted forms with extra limbs, floating heads, pulsating cores.


But despite their bizarre appearances, they were just players inside The Singularity, the most ambitious VRMMO of the 22nd century.


"So, LickmaD, got any plans after the servers go down?"


The question came from a three-headed alien with four arms. His ID floated above: MilfLoverz.


"Maybe I'll focus on work... or find a new game if I have time," replied LickmaD, a tall figure with a head that floated slightly above his neck.


"By the way, where's Shiin? Haven't seen him around."


LickmaD shrugged. "Said he was 'preparing something fun' for the final server shutdown."


The empty space behind them shattered like glass. A humanoid figure stepped out, clad in sleek midnight armor with a glowing star emblem on his chest. A floating spherical drone followed behind, its blue core pulsing with light.


"Weren't we supposed to have a farewell party on Glise-12b?"


"Go ahead without me. I've got my own plans. Apolo, initiate Ragnarok Protocol."


<Understood, Creator.> the drone replied.


Suddenly, the name above his avatar changed: [Game Master].


In seconds, every remaining online player was forcibly dragged into a single server—Glise-12b.


Bugged code and glitches crackled in the virtual sky.


"He's... trying to create a Supernova?" MilfLoverz whispered in horror.


"Of course he is," said LickmaD with a calm voice. "That's just so Shiin."


"Shit! That lunatic's trying to blow us all up!"


MilfLoverz shouted, snapping the other players out of their confusion.


I sat in the cockpit of my personal mothership.


Left hand gripping the gravity throttle.


Right hand typing the final lines of a virus directly into the server's data structure.


You think you can just abandon us for a flashy gacha game?


All our achievements... all the priceless moments... erased like they meant nothing?


<Plasma energy rising. Unstable star reaction forming... Supernova imminent. Spatial shields online.>59 seconds...


A black hole formed at the center of the star system.


A white void. Distortion. HUD flickering.


<Entering the Singularity.>53 seconds...


Chapter 1 - Prolog