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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Never alone
As the cold winter wind swept through the streets of Ignar, the torches flickered, and the exhausted soldiers wrapped their torn cloaks tighter around their shivering frames. The sky was still overcast with gray clouds, but the moon peeped through her fleecy veil, bathing the city in a dim glow.Although Ezra had tried to hold his nerve in front of the other nobles, as he walked out of the Council Hall, his heart pumped faster than ever. Just looking at the pale moon cocooned in crimson hues made his heart drop to the pit of his stomach.He knew Tanya was running out of time, and they were nowhere close to Stonewell. “It’s going to be alright. We will kill that bald oldie and find Tanya. She will be fine,” Aurelia’s voice cut through the oppressive silence, pulling Ezra out of his dark thoughts.Ezra snapped back to reality and turned to look at her. “I am glad to have you by my side. You have always treated me as family even though I—”Aurelia stopped him by shutting his lips with h
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The ultimate custom sniper
A Gunsmith of Marlin’s repute was accustomed to modifying firearms according to the specifications of his patrons, but his customizations mostly comprised of engraving names on stocks and enchanting the guns with special magic runes.However, in all his years, Marlin had never even attempted to modify a legendary firearm. In his eyes, the Celestial Avenger was already the perfect sniper rifle, and when loaded with Doom Strike bullets it became a terrifying weapon in the hands of a trained Gunner.Ezra, on the other hand, knew he could improve the rifle by leaps and bounds by just infusing it with the technology from the future that only he had seen in action.As Marlin watched Ezra sketch furiously and label each part with perfect accuracy, he couldn't help but wonder about his previous life and the strange world he came from.“Your world must be hundreds of years ahead of ours,” he said, staring at the new components added to the weapon’s modified blueprint. “I cannot even begin to im
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The long night
If it were a war against the elves or the orcs, Ezra would have never hesitated to head out right now. But since they were fighting the undead, he knew it was never a good idea to step outside the walls after dark.Ezra glanced at his watch and saw it was only nine. They still had to endure ten hours of gloomy darkness before the sun finally reappeared in the sky. Fortunately, since they had liberated Ignar, the fortified city now offered them a safe haven, allowing them to rest and reorganize themselves before the next march.While Aurelia was busy discussing the march across the Vale of Scribes with Sir Galahar, the Count ordered his Elite Knights to tend to the rescued prisoners and help them rebuild their homes.Although Lorelai hadn’t destroyed Ignar’s defenses, her dark magic had tainted everything around the castle, transforming the city into an unforgiving hellscape.The Elite Knights cleared the skeletons from the streets and helped the priests perform the last rites for the
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The calm before the storm
A well-fed army was a happy army, and this was especially true for these Imperial Troops who had never gone without a meal in years.King Reginald had never marched his soldiers out of Magaravia, even for scouting missions. Most of the rebellions were suppressed by Count Gressil and his Elite Knights, while the Gunners from Dragon Claw were tasked with handling the rogue sorcerers and monsters.Marquis Desmond knew that these greenhorns had probably never endured the harsh conditions of war, and the psychological stress of watching their brothers die in battle was already starting to get inside their heads and manifest in the form of jitters and night terrors.To ease their problems, Marquis Desmond ordered all foot soldiers to move into the nearest lodgings and rest for the night. The warm food was just what they needed to get them going, and Count Gressil threw in some of his old wine from the castle’s special cellar.Only the Imperial Cavaliers and a handful of Imperial Paladins wer
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System What plagues thee?
Ezra’s cry for help prompted the patrolling cavaliers to rush to his aid. They were soon joined by one of the only healers who had survived Lorelai’s slaughter.The old healer was blind in his left eye and walked with a slight limp. “What ails this poor soul? It seems like a malady of the humors,” he mumbled in a croaking voice.As the healer hobbled toward the scout convulsing on the ground, Aurelia rushed in to stop him.“Stop right there! Don’t get too close!” she shouted him down.The old man shivered as Aurelia’s booming voice pierced his ears. He stopped a dozen feet away, his bony legs trembling under him.“My…Lady, I can help this man. I might look old, but I am a trained healer. My knowledge of the various herbs, potions, salves, and tinctures can cure not just the diseases of nature but the disorders of the mind and disabilities of the body as well,” the old man went off into a senile rant. “You know I was trained by one of the finest—”“I am sure you can heal the sick and i
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The trail of decay
Riding out into the night was never a good idea when dealing with the undead, but the arrival of the Plague Bearer forced their hand.Ezra and Aurelia ditched the armored stallions, choosing fresh mares instead to cover the ground quickly and move without stirring up a storm.It had been many months since Ezra had ridden with a partner, and with Aurelia by his side, he felt confident of tackling any danger that lay ahead.“It’s good to ride with you again after so long. Just like old times,” Ezra said as he spurred his horse while keeping his eyes peeled for any signs of decay.Aurelia chuckled back at him. “You know this reminds me of your first mission for Dragon Claw. That night, we were hunting a Night Walker, and this time it’s a Plague Bearer.”“Not much has changed I suppose. The same old undead as always,” Ezra huffed, his voice rife with irritation.Aurelia, however, saw the funny side. “I would not say nothing has changed. You have climbed the ranks quite quickly. Now, you ar
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Plague Bearer
Ezra pulled out his damned shotgun and set out on the snaking path, guided by Aurelia’s spectral angel. Novara's holy aura pushed back the shadows, illuminating the immediate surroundings, but the distant trees still remained in complete darkness.The shadow Ezra had spotted amidst the trees had disappeared without a trace, but the trail of decay lingered on, helping them track their elusive prey.Hunting a Plague Bearer in the dead of the night in the middle of a rotting forest was a fool’s gambit, but for Ezra and Aurelia, there was no alternative. Since the Plague Bearer had already started corrupting the lands around Ignar and infected so many beasts and birds nearby, it was dangerous to let the creature roam free for too long.Three scouts and an unwitting physician had already died from the Rotting Plague, and there was no telling how many more would get infected if things were not handled at once.The deeper they ventured into the forest, the gloomier it got, and the air reeked
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Plague Bearer (2)
A Gunner without magic was nothing more than an ordinary gunslinger. Despite having access to some of the most powerful enchanted firearms, Ezra had no way to fire enchanted bullets without using magic power.The Plague Bearer towered over Ezra, its branch-like arms hanging loosely by its side as a slimy green liquid dripped incessantly from its mouth. Ezra knew he could not rely on his damned shotgun any longer since he was all out of magic power, so he quickly switched to his father’s enchanted musket.Equipping the Gremlin Silver-barreled Musket, Ezra fired a steel pellet at the Plague Bearer. The round pierced its chest, puncturing one of its many swollen blisters.A stream of putrid yellow bile oozed from the Plague Bearer’s bullet wound as it grumbled like an ancient troll. But the shot had barely scratched the surface.Raising its enormous arms, the Plague Bearer let out a hollow growl. As its guttural cry echoed through the forest, it attracted all the wrong kind of attention.
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Choose your fate
“I never really thought the boy had it in him to keep going after he lost his home,” someone observed in a calm, benevolent voice. “I must admit his resilience is quite impressive for a mortal. Were it anyone else in his shoes, the ending would have been a lot different.”“I knew there was something about him right from the day he was born. Alas, his mother never got the chance to see him grow up,” a feminine voice stated wistfully. “The question remains, what must we do with him now?” the male voice questioned.“I think it is time to leave the choice in his hands,” a second feminine voice spoke aloud. “Wake up, my dear child. Your mortal troubles cannot touch you here. Wake up and choose.”Groggy and disoriented, Ezra slowly parted his eyelids and immediately squinted as the bright white light flooding the room smarted his eyes. Still dizzy and weak, he somehow rolled over and gasped.“Where am I? What happened?” “You are safe inside the Hall of Wandering Souls,” a measured feminine
Sins of Thy Father
“The hour of darkness descends upon this world like a shroud, and the bleeding moon beckons the Lord of Decay to reclaim his lost domain. Come forth and ascend the throne of darkness, my Lord!”Ezra’s heart pounded inside his chest like a caged animal, and his head throbbed in pain as he heard muffled words shouted in the distance. Lying in a bloody puddle on the black marble floor, he parted his droopy eyelids and saw Lord Wilhelm standing behind the altar and Lady Lillian facing him on the other side.Though Tanya’s face was hidden from view, Ezra could see her supple white fingers tingling as her delicate arm dangled from the stone altar. She was still alive, but Lord Wilhelm was already anointing the ceremonial dagger forged from infernal obsidian and preparing to plunge it into her heart.“You…cannot do it. You need the crimson moon to…summon Zepheroth,” Ezra said, fighting the pain.“The hour of our Lord is nigh. And all celestials shall obey his will,” Lord Wilhelm continued cha
Heroes never win
The enchanted nock gun vibrated with elemental energy as Jasenki loaded it with enchanted rounds. The glyphs carved into its stock shimmered and dazzled as he aimed at Ezra.“Scream for me, Ezra!” Jasenki yelled, pulling the trigger.Bang! Fwoom!A fiery barrage lit up the dark pavilion as fifteen fireballs erupted from the silver-dusted barrels. The first hit burned Ezra’s left sleeve, setting his tattered leather jacket ablaze, and the rest of the fireballs charred his white shirt, burning his skin.“This gun was forged by the best Gunsmiths in Stonewell, and enchanted with the rarest of ancient glyphs. No one can withstand its power!”Jasenki reloaded his weapon and fired again, unleashing another flaming barrage.But this time, a barrier of flames erupted around Ezra, cocooning him within an elemental shell.All fifteen fireballs exploded into sparks as they collided with the flame barrier, leaving Ezra unharmed.“Damn you, Ezra. Keep trying your tricks and see how long you can su
Lovers in Crime
Ezra looked at the two Spectral Companions hovering behind Jasenki and Cecilia and realized these spirits weren’t obtained from their ancestral artifacts. “I see you have abandoned your family relics,” he said, carefully analyzing the two specters with his Dragon Eye skill. “These spectral entities are gifts from the Lord of Decay,” Jasenki replied, raising his head with arrogance. “I bet you have never encountered anything so powerful before.”“Go on, Ezra. Call your little Spectral Basilisk, and let us see if it can stand up to our companions,” Cecilia mocked, casting a disdainful glance at Ezra’s tattered brown jacket and muddy black boots. “You still look as beggarly as before. I suppose some things never change. I am so glad I rejected you when I did.”Suddenly, Ezra’s eyes glinted, and his pupils brightened with a bright blue flame that blazed with magic energy. The scar on his chest glowed through his shirt, revealing his true power.Reaching inside his jacket, Ezra pulled out
Hour of Judgment
Following the glowing trail left behind by the Spectral Beholder, Ezra avoided the rot vines squirming in the mire, and the Medallion of Purity hanging over his chest shielded him from the swamp's corrupting influence.Dark geysers erupted around Ezra, spewing molten tar several feet in the air and filling the swamp with a sulfurous haze. The choking odor brought tears to his eyes, but he pushed on through the vaporous veil.The Spectral Beholder led Ezra to a small patch of dry land surrounded by rotting oak trees. As he stepped onto the elevated mound, he spotted a fiery blue orb floating in the distance.Ten more orbs appeared out of thin air, floating through the foggy darkness. At first glance, they looked like glowing power crystals, but as Ezra took a closer look, he realized these orbs weren’t floating crystals or fireflies, but Elven Wisps.The Elven Wisps were unique spectral entities only found in the Violet Everglades. Unlike Banshees and Spectral Wraiths, the Elven Wisps w
Lady of the Swamp
A weary traveler lost inside the Violet Everglades was an easy prey for the creatures of the dark, and Ezra had just encountered one such nefarious entity. But instead of fear, his eyes lit up with a strange hopefulness.“You called out to me in Tanya’s voice, so you must have seen her passing through. Point me toward the Fountain of Chaos, and I won’t kill you,” he spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, without even turning to look at the creature creeping toward him.The creature laughed at his words and rushed through the darkness, moving like a shadow to play with his mind. Her voice echoed from different directions as she disappeared like smoke and danced around Ezra.“You are in my home, youngling. The dark ones told me you’d be coming,” she cackled. “But you won’t be walking out alive. So, forget about your friend and save yourself if you can!”As Ezra stood there motionless, a howling shadow rushed past him and gathered on a dry patch of grass overgrown with violet tulips that glo
Swamped!
The upturned black carriage slowly sinking in the mud, had turned into a feasting ground for the necrophages prowling nearby. But these slimy creatures neither resembled Ghouls nor Drekavacs. At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for Merfolk due to their scaly bodies and fish-like gills. However, their sharp black claws and long white fangs gave away their real nature.About thirteen of them were gathered around the carriage, fighting for the best share of the food and tearing out lumps of flesh from the dead horses lying in the mud. Seeing no human bodies around, Ezra concluded the cultists must have ditched the carriage upon entering the swamp and proceeded on foot from this point onward.“The cultists are already here. We should be careful,” Ezra cautioned the Count as he slid out of the saddle and dismounted from his horse. It was far too dangerous to ride any animal into the swamp, leaving him with no choice but to walk.“We are losing time here. Let’s go in and kill thos
The Everglades dilemma
Marquis Desmond volunteered to stay behind and defend Stonewell while Count Gressil and Aurelia joined Ezra, ready to venture into the Everglades and rescue Tanya.However, as soon as Flavius heard their plan, he immediately objected to the idea.“The Violet Everglades is a perilous swamp haunted by malevolent specters and damned elven warriors who were cursed to roam this world forever. Chaos magic flows in its murky depths, twisting everything it touches and distorting the surroundings. Aberrations and magical anomalies are as common in the Everglades as trees in a forest. It is not wise to willingly venture into that death trap.”“The cultists have Tanya, and they are going to sacrifice her at the Fountain of Chaos. I don’t care about the dangers!” Count Gressil retorted, his fatherly feelings pushing all thoughts of caution out of his mind.But Flavius, being a distant guest, could look at things objectively without getting overwhelmed by his emotions. He looked calmly at the Count
Pieces of the final puzzle
Ezra rummaged through the pile of ashes on the ground, hoping to find that one elusive clue that would lead him to Tanya. But all he managed to get his hands on was a pile of disjointed bones buried amidst the heap.“God, how I wish you were here with me, Marlin. I could really use your help.”The thought of summoning Vorus’ departed soul to this mortal plane crossed Ezra’s mind for a moment, but as he looked at his shattered Mystic Lamp medallion, he remembered the necromancer had destroyed his old relic, vanquishing the Tainted Djinn.“Damn it, Vorus. You are a pain in the behind even after your death!” Ezra clenched his fists, anger, and frustration surging in his heart. Even after killing all three necromancers, he had learned nothing about Tanya’s whereabouts.As Ezra’s pocket watch ticked the minutes away, his heart raced faster and faster. He knew he barely had a couple of hours to locate Tanya and free her before the other cultists sacrificed her.The sound of heavy footsteps m
