My Reality is Bugged! (And I'm the Universe's Unwilling Tech Support)

The Universe crashed. Now I'm stuck fixing it. One day, reality just… broke. Glitches tear through cities like digital tsunamis, physics forgets its own rules, and monsters literally spawn from corrupted code. They call it the Glitchstorm. My name's Ren, and before this mess, my biggest worry was spilled coffee on a keyboard. Now? I’m the universe's unwilling, underpaid, and perpetually unimpressed IT support guy. While others might have gotten cool powers, my only "gift" is perceiving the broken source code behind the madness. I can debug glitches, stabilize failing tech, and sometimes, just sometimes, tell reality to turn itself off and on again. It's less heroic, more cosmic janitorial duty, and every fix comes with a brain-melting cost. And the so-called "System" (URE) that popped up? It's as glitchy as everything else! Expect pop-up ads for quests you can't complete, error messages instead of health bars, and achievements for surviving your own incompetence. It’s LitRPG, but if the game developer was actively trying to gaslight you. Now, I’m dragged into the depths of the treacherous Undercroft, a subterranean nightmare where survival is a daily dice roll against lethal glitches, desperate scavengers, and horrors that crawl out of broken data streams. With me? - Anya: A pragmatic, badass operator whose advanced, reality-bending vehicle is constantly on the fritz (guess who gets to fix it?). - Leo: An analyst whose knowledge of collapsing infrastructure is surprisingly vital, even if he's one bad glitch away from a complete system meltdown himself. We’re low on resources, high on existential dread, and every corner turned reveals a new system error threatening to delete us permanently. Ancient mysteries whisper from the darkness, enigmatic entities watch from the static, and I’m pretty sure my ability to debug reality is slowly debugging me. Warning: This is a gritty Sci-Fi LitRPG with a cynical MC, dark humor, unreliable systems, survival, unique skills, found family dynamics, and subtle (very subtle) harem vibes because when the world ends, tech support is suddenly in high demand. Can one tech nerd fix a fundamentally broken universe before he crashes too? Strap in. This reboot is going to be hell.