The Mech Touch

Summary of the The Mech Touch

You know, the world dove headfirst into these towering machines – the mechs. It felt like everything changed overnight, wrapped up in circuits and chrome. But Ves? He was stuck right outside that door because his genetics just didn't meet the bar to pilot one of those steel giants himself. His dream was tangled with his dad's legacy, a heavy expectation he couldn't quite fulfill.

Fresh outta uni with an engineering degree buzzing inside him, Ves walked back into this life expecting maybe... I don't know, something different? Maybe a warm welcome or at least help figuring out the next step. Instead, chaos. His pops just vanished, leaving behind *this* place – all shiny and new but totally deserted, like nobody had ever been there except him. And then there was the debt. A crushing mountain of it. It felt like his world got flipped upside down, literally.

Pressure's really on now with those creditors breathing down his neck, right? Nobody to lean on, no support system in sight. The future looked bleak, painted in cold steel and flashing lights. He thought he'd hit rock bottom...

Then he found it. Something nobody else seemed to notice at first – but maybe because they weren't looking right. His dad's final gift wasn't a pilot's license or some flashy prototype; it was *this* thing. A system? An opportunity? It felt like his only lifeline, maybe even the sole key to unlocking "The Mech Touch" potential in this hyper-mech world he grew up in.

"It’s..." The program hummed to life inside his interface. "...'Initializing Mech Designer Interface... Please begin creating your first mech unit.'"

Right. That's it. It wasn't just lines of code; it was a whole new universe opening up through those circuits, tailored for *him*. A chance to chase the dream he thought was lost, all on his own terms now.