by prodigyredshard
One perfectly ordinary day, Akane — just a regular guy from Earth—feels reality twist. A shadowy, impossible eldritch hand reaches out, not for his body, but for the idea of him. Before he can scream, he’s yanked out of his world and dropped into the presence of a panicked goddess. She tries to play it off like a normal isekai summoning. She gives him the speech. She performs the appraisal. And then everything breaks. His “ability” isn’t magic, or a skill, or a blessing. It’s a Conceptual Status Effect, a genre‑breaking power that rewrites the foundations of other beings—stats, dao, timelines, narrative roles, even destiny itself. The goddess has never seen anything like it. She’s terrified. Then he casually mentions the hand that pulled him here. The goddess freezes. The chamber collapses... and the eldritch entity that devours dead worlds reaches in and kills her. With her last breath, she seals Akane’s location and flings him into a world stitched together from the ruins of collapsed timelines—a chaotic fusion of isekai, cultivation, regression, LitRPG, and villainess tropes, all smashed together by the same cosmic horror that stole him. Now he’s trapped in a world where: a traumatized Regressor sees futures that contradict themselves, a fallen Cultivator senses dao turbulence around him, a sentient LitRPG sees his stats as “???”, a silly, frantic Villainess Goddess tries to force romance flags that keep collapsing, and the Anti‑Versions—corrupted survivors of doomed timelines—hunt him across reality. Everyone else was taken after their worlds died. He’s the only one taken before. He’s the anomaly. He’s the mistake. He’s the one the eldritch horror can’t fully overwrite, and now it’s searching for him, along with everything else in the wretched world he's been transported to. To survive, Akane must team up with four genre refugees who can’t agree on anything—not even what kind of story they’re in—while the cosmic author‑god that killed the goddess claws at the edges of the world, trying to finish the job. This is the story of a boy with a broken power, a party with broken genres, and a world on the brink of narrative collapse. Welcome to the apocalypse. Oops, all genres!
