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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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You Made me Worried

The orange glow of sunlight streamed through the windows of Alexander's office. The gentle rays falling on his face gave him a warm feeling, it was a feeling he hasn't felt in quite a while. He sighed, rubbing his eyes and stretching slightly before turning to see who had walked into his office so late in the morning. When he opened his eyes he found Sevastian walking over to him with a face saying "I have something to report".

"Sevastian...you leaving the Command Ops means that you have something you want to talk personally and not over the telephone." 

"I could have done that, Your Majesty, but I prefer that you hear it from me in front of you," Sevastian said as he sat down opposite the King's desk.

Alexander smiled and gestured for him to go ahead with whatever it is he wanted to tell him; if Sevastian wanted to be formal then fine by him. 

"Well, Your Majesty. I have something to report."