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Rebirth of the Global Banker

When 39-year-old financial genius Ethan Blake is tragically killed in a car accident, he finds himself reborn in a fantastical world as an 18-year-old with a second chance at life. In this new realm of magic and mystery, Ethan unlocks an extraordinary cheat code: the Global Bank, a powerful system that grants him unparalleled financial prowess and magical abilities. Ethan's path crosses with Princess Seraphina, the third princess of the wealthiest family in the kingdom. At 16, Seraphina's life has been far from a fairy tale. Used as a pawn in her father's schemes to expand his empire, she dreams of freedom and true love. Ethan and Seraphina's worlds collide as they form an unlikely alliance, determined to defy the odds and take control of their destinies. As Ethan navigates his new life, mastering the Global Bank's capabilities, he must protect Seraphina from her father's ruthless ambitions while unraveling the secrets of this fantastical world. Together, they will challenge the established order, fight for justice, and perhaps, discover a love that transcends worlds. ---- Tags and content warnings are mainly to give me creative freedom later on. This is my first real novel, so go easy on me. Any feedback is more than welcome, of course.

LJDRLwanen · Fantasie
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33 Chs

A Pivotal Moment

Blood and desperation tainted the air as I steadied my breathing, surveying the chaotic sprawl of conflict that spread like a living tapestry before me. My allies—bruised and grim—clung to their weapons with white-knuckled grips, their armor dented and smeared with the evidence of battle. We converged amidst the cacophony of clashing steel and anguished cries, a small island of resolve in a sea of turmoil.

"Look sharp," I commanded, my voice cutting through the bedlam. "Our enemy revels in his numbers, but hubris is often the harbinger of downfall."

With each ragged inhale, I scrutinized the writhing mass of combatants, searching for the chink in the seemingly impenetrable armor of our adversaries. There—beyond the thicket of spears and the relentless advance of heavy infantry—a subtle irregularity caught my attention. The enemy's flank, overextended in its zealous pursuit of victory, presented a tantalizing vulnerability.