[Slightly hardcore] + [A huge number of self-created academies and students] + [With both angst and sweet moments] + [Daily life/battle]...

Thirty years ago, the Seventeenth Joint Campus was destroyed by an unknown force, turning the once prosperous academy into a desolate ruin. Our forefathers fought desperately during the catastrophe, sacrificing their lives to give their descendants a chance to survive. However, the survivors still wander among the ruins, lost, helpless, and uncertain of the future.

Just as despair was spreading, a firm voice rang out:

"Reconstruction, revival, revenge."

Guided by this brief yet powerful message, the students of Campus 17 wiped away their tears and rose again. They rebuilt their homes from the ruins, unearthing buried scientific discoveries from the depths of the rubble, etching the tragedy into their hearts and transforming past pain into motivation for progress. Beneath the wasteland lies not only a shattered civilization, but also revelations powerful enough to change the future.

Thirty years later, when a similar disaster struck another school known as "Children's Eden," the students of the Seventeenth Campus resolutely raised the blade of revenge. They were no longer helpless survivors, but fighters who had overcome the shadow of death. With thirty years of accumulated experience and the strength forged from the ruins, they would safeguard hope and reverse their fate.

"The past belongs to history, but we remember it."

"What is now ruins, we will rebuild."

"The future belongs to hope, and we create it."

This story begins in 2013. Mobile internet was booming, and everything familiar was undergoing rapid change. New trends emerged, challenging the traditional values of an ancient nation. It was a year of turmoil and prosperity. Some said it was a time of declining moral principles and a decline in moral values, perhaps the worst of times. Others said it was a year of vibrant energy, simplified government, and clean laws, perhaps the best of times...

The sleepless nights engulfed darkness. I ran through the darkness, bloodthirsty monsters howling behind me. Through the thick fog, I seemed to see a faint light. It was a strange power! I had no choice but to throw myself into its arms. With it, perhaps I could survive. Beneath the shroud of fog, a combination of steampunk, witchcraft, and Cthulhu brought about the ultimate midnight revelry. I walked on the edge of darkness, between light and shadow. Nothing could control me, only shadows, everywhere... PS: This is a third-person perspective, and the protagonist is rational and cold.

Tang Congxin, an artist who failed the art list, unexpectedly came to the world of one empress and became a declining emperor and grandson who did not protect her day and night. However, "the abandoned son also has Ling Yunzhi, and the fallen emperor's grandson should be like a dragon". This "Emperor, my grandfather did it, my grandmother did it, and so did an abandoned son!".

Hill Terry, Crown Prince of Timeline, possesses the blood of an ancient dragon capable of controlling time, yet his eyes harbor a cold, calculating sequence that trades emotion for omniscience. His world was meant to be a tapestry of knowledge, intrigue, and controlled adventure, until an awakened Titan ruin shatters it all.

The ancient steel civilization has never perished; it lurks in the shadows, regarding the Dragonborn as its most precious "forging material" and manipulating its allies into fanatical pawns. From a desperate escape to trials in the wastelands, from court intrigue to clashes in other realms, Hill matures rapidly amidst blood and fire. He exposes conspiracies, takes in the last surviving dragon, and confronts the chilling malice from beyond the stars, seeking to reshape all order.

As the family's king gradually relinquishes his power, as his sleeping brother awakens with bewildered eyes, and as his former classmates are transformed into twisted weapons by the Titans—Hill knows he stands at a crossroads in history. In his left hand lies the Reverse Scale, inherited from his ancestors, carrying both curse and hope; in his right hand is the Eye of Truth, capable of seeing through all things and weaving time and space.

This is the final glorious era of the Dragonborn, and the prelude to the Titans' return. Hill Terry will use his wisdom and sword to carve out a future for the Time Dragons, on the chessboard of power and the battlefield of flesh and blood, for his loved ones and for his world.

A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of ​​electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...

At the end of her rope, on the verge of death in despair, Yueyu shouted, "Kill me if you dare!" The enemy grinned maliciously, "I've never heard such a strange request." Yueyu died. Then Yueyu came back to life, living in the enemy's body. This is a story of someone who, upon being killed, will possess the body of their killer. "Why are all the people who kill me mysterious, cunning, and ruthless strategists with countless quest lines, seemingly destined to die at any moment?" "Why aren't there any honest, wealthy, and beautiful women who are the ultimate winners in life who come to kill me?"

The ancients determined the seasons based on the direction pointed by the Big Dipper. Today, we have a new Big Dipper, spanning the skies above us, becoming our "eye in the sky," safeguarding national security and serving society and the people's well-being. This is the BeiDou satellite navigation system, independently developed and built by my country. The novel depicts the arduous and magnificent construction process and the growth of each individual along the way. Like the Big Dipper, they shine like a starry sky.

"One must learn to face youth head-on." "To gain love, one must first acquire the ability to love." Shizusui Asama, using words she herself didn't believe a word of, helps the protagonists achieve their desires. Embarking on a path of shadow, escaping the banality of evil, and ascending to the pinnacle of supporting roles. This is a story of a solitary soul reflecting the entirety of Tokyo. Other titles: *Eiwa Academy: The Shadow of Strength*, *I Really Didn't Want to Be the Protagonist*, *Living in Tokyo, Earning a Billion Yen a Day as a Matchmaker*, *I Loaded a Romance Game, But I'm Not the Protagonist*.