On Webnovel, I have released Reborn Gamer! Naturally a few things have been changed from the beta chapters I've released here.I'm posting the firsr chapter here and this will be the only chapter. Tomorrow is business as usual for Arc Chronicles. I hope you'll consider reading Reborn Gamer too!*******Chapter I: The Goddess AthenaI know you're not going to believe me, but this is the truth. It sounds crazy and insane, but every word I tell you is nothing but the truth. It's going to sound fantastic, insane, unbelievable, and everything else you can say about it.But it's the truth and there's plenty of evidence if you know where to look. I know what you're going to say; "Evidence? Of reincarnation? That's impossible." Not at all. There is plenty of proof throughout history. Take Dorthy Eady, for instance. A British woman who claimed she lived in Ancient Egypt as a priestess in the Cult of Isis. She has given a convincing account of her life before.Then there's the account of the Ok
Julius"What would he do if he found out what we did," Julius asked"He'd kill both of us," my boss said without hesitation. "Then he'd go find my older sister and drag her back. It's a good thing he isn't home.""He's not?""No. He's in Victoria.""Huh. So is my mom."My boss shrugged. "He is a security guard. I didn't know your mother was in Britannia.""My mother didn't want to live in a colony," I said. Maybe her dad worked with logistics? I had seen her father before and that man was huge. No, he was in security, no doubt. Just guarding them.My boss wrung the leaves out of her head and died it back into a long ponytail. "I'm going to need to take a shower when I get home. If my dad comes back and smells me like this, he's going to freak out. I'm sorry he'll just your name out of me before he puts me out of my misery.""I guess it's a good thing I work for the princess.""Oh no. He'll wait until you're alone and far away from the imperial guard."We looked at each other... And th
Since Edric Risley was a boy, it had always been his dream to become a knight. He had been raised on the stories of great knights from across the history of Aquitaine. Men of Valor, such as Sir Mendal or Sir Rowell. Men of great renound. He had always wanted to be a knight, but his ambitions forced him to climb higher and higher.When the emperor selected him to be an Imperial Knight, Risley believed he made it. The Imperial Knights were the greatest knights in the empire, the personl tools of the empire. In glories past, they had determined the outcome of battles across history.What he found was not the glories of old. He was honro bound to do as the emperor commanded and while he fought when ordered, it wasn't just battles that he was commanded to do.He would spy and lie and even poison for the emperor. It was inglorious and he felt like he would die of shame if it all came out, but thankfully poisonings had only been ordered once. The emperor promised it was necessary and Risley
Calixte Arc(Preview part after Calixte is from my story Strix)My shields flared to life as her gunfire struck me. However, unlike before, when she entered the cloud, she didn't know where I was. So when my shields came to life, I changed the system from the A1 over to the main system and unleashed the enchanted bullets.For the first time, I got to look at the A1 while it was activated. The piece glowed a soft red on the outside, so dull that I wouldn't be able to see it if I wasn't right next to it.I observed it just for a second before I turned to look at Emer. I slowed the memory down and zoomed in on her warplane. For now, I focused on the shield she was going to create. How long would it be before cracks started to appear?If I could figure out how fast those cracks appeared in comparison to how much mana I unleashed, I might be able to shatter her shields quicker.Three enchanted bullets later and her shields had shattered. Emer seemed to know how vulnerable she was because s
Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock.Over and over and over again, his little mouse ran up the clock. "My little prince," he pured, staring at the picture of Calixte Lescheres on the wall.Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Soon his mouse catcher would have his little mouse in her cage. He payed the bitch more than she deserved, but if she could catch his little mouse... Who was he to complain?Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock.
"I'm impressed, little boy," a voice said, coming over my radio. I grabbed my receiver. "Who is this?" I asked, but I already knew. She laughed. "I think you know, little boy. Honestly, when I first saw you, I thought it was going to be boring. But you put up a good fight. A much better fight than I assumed you could. I'm going, to be honest with you, my worthy enemy, I thought it would be over quickly. A pampered little prince playing sky knight? I figured I'd have you by lunch and I could get out of this hot hell." "You know who I am?" Was that why she kept but the chase? "You wanted to capture an Aquitese prince, was that it?" "Exactly. Those were my lord's orders, after all." "Why does Florentine want an Aquitese prince?" "Florentine doesn't want you. I don't serve Florentine. I'm here with them because of a deal struck." "What deal?" Was she a mercenary? "That is something I can't tell you. My lips are sealed. If you want that answer, you will need to speak to my lord."
"What!?" the general yelled, almost spitting out his coffee. "Are you sure?""Yes, sir! We confirmed it just now!"The general slammed his fist on the desk. "Have the mana lines been set up yet?""No sir!"The General almost spit. "Is Princess Victoria in radio range?""She might be.""Then run this by her. It's almost time for the operation to begin." It was little more than a week out. "Why thr hell is an Imperial Knight coming here?"The Imperial Knights served the Emperor. So if the Emperor had ordered them here...The General hated politics. That's why he became a soldier. If one of the Imperial Knights were coming...
Sir RisleyAs his plane began to land, Risley took one last look over the New Siberian wilderness. The authorities back in Aquroya were going to name New Siberia Alaska when they won and make it a new country, to be handed over to the Romanovs.At first, Risley couldn't understand why they would do that. It was imperial police never to surrender land conquered. The land was bought with the blood of Aquitese subjects. Their very people. Any land bought with such a price was far too expensive to allow it to be given away.Sir Risley wasn't looking at the big picture though. It had to be pointed out to him. When the Romanovs were given Alaska, they would have to give up their claim to the Roslachnian throne. The Emperor had designs to put his son on the throne with the Roslachnian princess.That plan revolved on trusting Prince Calixte, so if he needed to trust his son, why was Sir Risley being deployed as a spy?As the plane touched down, a retinue from the general met him. "The general