{Check out my new novel, I Won't Forgive You!} 'Born In Ruins' was a forgettable read. That was the only way Emir could describe the pages of the novel he had found himself reincarnated into. The young man barely knew anything, but the snippets he had recalled only caused him unending sorrow... As what awaited him was only tragedy and an early death. It was a depressing story, one that he had planned to flip on its head—all for his salvation. — In this post-apocalyptic world, monsters fought humans and cyborgs in a battle for survival on a scale greater than ever before. A world where innocence and death were a luxury, where the line between heroes and villains was razor-thin. Within its expanse, 'Ancient Clans,' 'Galactic Federations,' 'Factions', and 'Corporations' presided over colossal 'Ruins' that dwarfed the concept of life itself. Survivors of the 'Third World War' continuously dove into the 'Old World,' 'Hunting' for 'Relics' in any ruin that they could find on Earth, desperate to reclaim 'Lost' technology, to stand a fighting chance against the inevitable. But it appeared that 'Earthkind' had met their match. …However, Emir would never allow that fate to take its course. — Emir unraveled layers of the tale and realized the truth of the world. He acquainted himself with the rules of this game before it fully consumed him. And now... no longer content with mere survival, he sought to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe. Emir shall rise from the pawn he once was, seeking to unravel the mysteries that hounded him. The boundaries of 'Aether,' his father’s disappearance, the noose hanging above his family’s head, and of course… his starless destiny, a fate he longed to control. This pursuit would earn him the epithet: "Prince Of The Fallen." ---------------------------------------------- *Tags: Reincarnation ;), Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism, Academy (Volume 3), Romance, Apocalypse, {Anti-Hero. Villain.} *Expect this novel to start slowly; it begins ramping up at the halfway point of volume 1. *The Magic System is introduced at the end of volume 1, read my review and Auxiliary chapter for more on that. *Warning: The main characters have emotions like proper humans. So don't expect your usual emo kid as the MC and come complaining later.
This fanatic wasn't much different compared to his peers.
They looked the same. Acted the same. Attacked in the same way.
There was only one difference.
He had an explosive vest around his waist.
"FOR TEMPLAR'S GLORY!"
Jamal's eyes widened, and, using all the strength he could muster, he rushed back, shooting behind him with each step.
But the man didn't let him go.
He was going to die today, and he was determined to take Jamal down with him.
The bullets intended to shred him apart bounced harmlessly off his augmented suit, its shield set to maximum.
Nothing—not even air—could penetrate it, allowing him to withstand the barrage for a little longer.
A soldier suddenly appeared in front of Jamal, blocking his escape route.
Still sprinting, Jamal glanced back, then forward, eyes locking on the gun aimed straight at his head.
'No way I'm dying to this racist fucker!'
Ratatatatatat!