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A Throw-Away Prince's Epic: Return of the Forgotten King

Author's Quote: "If I can't have one in this reality, let me create one so I can have them all!" In the mystical realm of Velum, Dante is reborn as Gideon Von Alphonse Rose Vienerstien, heir to the prestigious Vienerstien Kingdom. But Gideon's joy is short-lived when he's assigned the humble title of Master Craftsman by the Church of Classes. Undeterred, he forges ahead, using his skills from his past life to prove his worth. Married off to a princess of Havenby, Gideon discovers the hidden potential of his craft, defying norms and steadily rising in power. However, his journey takes a dark turn when news of his father's undead assault reaches him. With Jagar in his sights, Gideon returns to Corundum to thwart his father's conquest. As Gideon navigates challenges, encounters enigmatic Beasts, and receives divine blessings, he realizes he's part of a cosmic game. The choices he makes set in motion a divine intervention, with gods descending upon the mortal plane. In a world on the brink of upheaval, Gideon must shape his destiny amidst celestial forces, where every decision carries weight. {{{Hey you! Yeah, you! I am a 35 year old man, and I just want to put it out here before you start reading that not all adults act or are as smart as their age credits them for. For the first time I have based the MC strictly off choices that I, myself would make in his position. I am sorry if my maturity isn't up to snuff, but before becoming a writer, I worked for 15 years in construction. I just wanted to add this little point before you read so you don't have any misconceptions going into this book!}}}

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What is Magic?

"I'll begin work on your armor today," I replied, feeling the weight of her expectant gaze. "But it's not going to be a quick process. It needs not only to be durable but also to allow for your agility and combat style."

A trace of impatience flickered across Lilliana's face, but it was swiftly replaced by a grudging recognition of the task's complexity. "Fine. But I expect progress updates."

I nodded, knowing full well the stakes involved. Lilliana's armor wasn't just a protective suit; it was a symbol of the trust between us and her autonomy as a warrior.

We spent the rest of the morning working side by side, her offering input on strategic locations for defenses based on her intimate knowledge of Jagar's terrain, and me melding that information with my Divinatech constructs.