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What?! I am the Reincarnation of the Magi King?!

Currently injured. As soon as i can use my arms again i shall resume writing. *Update: have two slipped discs with one pressing on my nerve root as well as arthritis. Will require surgery. Surgery March 12th* It’s Dax’s first year at the prestigious Excelsior Academy and he is excited to attend. As is the tradition of the school every student that attends are granted nanites that will give them access to a vast network of strength and strange abilities that they could only dream of before. However, the gifting of these nanites to Dax does not go well, and he is placed in the lowest class. His happy day was ruined, not to mention his future. The bottom class of the academy is expelled at the end of the year. Will Dax be able to get enough points for his class to stay secure? Or will he find a way to exit a doomed class? Do his constant nightmares have anything to do with his current problems? Well of course they do you read the title. Shouldn’t be hard to piece two and two together at this point. So go read. This is a tale of an overpowered magic user reborn into a realm of science and technology. Although it is the same fantasy world, he once lived… Just far into the future. Please vote with your powerstones! This work is entered into the fantasy carnival and needs your support!

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Stew with Family and Fey

"You mean you wanted to make sure I was still among the living?" Dax asked, with a grin.

"Hey, I know my dad… He can be kind of… intense at times." Fey said. "Looks like you picked up a gnarly new scar. At least I assume it's new, not like I have seen you without a shirt before."

Dax quickly covered the scar on his chest with his hand. "No, it is new." He said.

Fey stood up and walked over to Dax. She pulled his hand off his scar and slowly ran her right index finger down it. She was as gentle as a light feather against his skin. Her touch sent shockwaves through his body. She looked him in the eyes and smiled when she was done with his scar. "I like a few scars on men." She whispered.

"Oh…" Dax said. "Well, that's good…"

She took a quick glance down. "I'll leave you to get dressed." She said as she walked past him. "Nice, by the way." With that she walked out of the room.