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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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Leaving St. Petersburg

Tiffania surprisingly saw Sevastian, his dearest brother's National Security Advisor, inside the Beast.

"Uncle Sevastian? Are you coming with us?" Tiffania asked. 

"No, I'm staying in St. Petersburg, Your Imperial Highness. This is where I work. I just came here to see you leave the city, right, Your Majesty?" 

"That's right," Alexander said as he sat on the comfy leather seat of the Beast. "Do you have something I can pass the time for?"

"There is one, Your Majesty but your little sister doesn't have the code-word clearance." 

"Code word clearance," Alexander scoffed after hearing that word. "Sevastian, you know my sister right? Does she look like a princess who is going to disclose sensitive information to other countries?" his gaze flickered to Tiffania. "Do you?" 

"Why would I, dearest brother? Do you want me to cover my ears or get out of the car so I can't hear your classified conversation?"