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Becoming Legend

"I was supposed to be sent to earth. But I ended up in a completely different world. A world where magic exists. And here I thought I`m a Hollow—born without magic. That was until my system activated and guided me to embrace my past, deal with my present, and prepare for my future." "With the memory of my past, information from the earth, and a bizarre world I`m in, my implanted A.I. will do everything to ensure my survival and venture the unknown. But first, I must deal with my past to move on, leave the island, and explore the world and become a Legend!" "But how can I, if my Master is all weak and alone?" "May the Maker have mercy upon my enemy, Because I won`t" - Ned, Becoming Legend.

Neorealist · Fantasy
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Prince Aesril: Journey, IV

"I can't help it," said Prince Aesril after he was surrounded by the crew. "But don't blame me if this ship sinks together with the items inside the locked doors."

"That should be it," Captain Creft said. "I am aware of the outcome, young Ely. But Dacota is all I've got. It was already fortunate that we escaped storms from the last three days. Let us handle things from here on."

Gelethorn raised an eyebrow. Calling the prince young seemed to tick something inside him.

It should be. Prince Aesril was generations older in terms of human to elven age ratio. Since elves don't age faster than humans did, Prince Aesril was looking young, perhaps 18 or 19 in human's age of preference.

Prince Aesril tagged Gele's broad shoulders.

Gele looked over his shoulder and nodded.

No matter what attitude the humans show to them, they were there to travel to O'rriadt with fewer delays if possible.