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Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

A scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is occupying was the imperial prince of a failing empire who suddenly rose to power after a successful assassination attempt of his father. Unaware that the attack is just the beginning of what is to come. He faces many challenges throughout. Will Thomas Harrier be able to live his second life in peace while running an empire and getting it back to its former glory? Or will he succumb into a conspiracy lurking within the country's borders? Expect some: Cold war era techs. Super battleship with advanced electronics, propulsion, and fire control systems? Helicopters? Missiles? Modern medicines and equipment? AC-130? A nuke? Challenger or Abrams or Leopard? F-4 Phantom or MIG-21? Colored TV's. Everything!!! Donation link: https://ko-fi.com/sorryimjustdiamond PS. Cover not mine, I just found it on google. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, then you can reach me in the comment section.

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The Pieces Began to Move

"Wait…a Britannian battleship attacked their own aircraft carrier?" Alexander repeated the conclusion of Sevastian's report. 

"Yes, Your Majesty. The moment I received the report from the Baltic Fleet, I immediately rushed toward your office. This could mean that the Black Hand has already controlled the Royal Navy as well."

Alexander clicked his tongue as he rapped his fingers on the table. "The situation is getting worse and worse ever since the attack on Westminster Abbey. This is bad, we are a lone warship sailing along the English Channel without escorts. Inform the captain of the ship immediately to not take their eyes away from the monitors. If the Royal Navy is controlled, then there is a huge possibility of a Black Hand-controlled submarine en route to our position." 

"Your Majesty, my suggestion, how about we wait for the Baltic Fleet to arrive in the English Channel instead of us charging to the unknown?" Sevastian asked.