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A Gunslinger’s System in a World of Magic

A reputation as ‘The Most Feared Gunslinger In the West’, and the Law hot on his heels, Henry Morgan had lived a full life. So when it all ended with a gunshot to the back of his head, he was quite ready. He embraced death… He embraced his end. Except it wasn’t the end… Some mysterious [Powerful Forces that be] wrenched him out of the world he knew and deposited him into the body of a version of himself in a Parallel world. A world where something as ‘impossible’ as Magic apparently exists. These [Powerful Forces that be] went a step further by granting Henry a System and issuing him strange prompts and Quests that send him down a road of Adventure and bloodshed all so he can etch his name in history and show this world and its many ‘wonders’ just how deadly a Gunslinger can be…

Nate_Quinn · Fantasia
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234 Chs

I Can Truly See You

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—Hadron Mansion West Wing Corridor—

"So… Are you better now?" Henry asked at the Medical bay doorway. His deep black eyes bore into Yelena's green orbs. 

Yelena kept his stare and smiled,

"I'm better," she said gently, "Thank you."

Henry dipped his head for a bow as he said,

"I'll see you later."

"Hurry back," Yelena said and played it off with a chuckle like it was a joke but truly, she was hoping Henry would come back again soon. 

She closed the door and Henry walked down the corridor. He got just past the bodies of the three dead Langlots, turned a corner, and grabbed the handle of the sword the Shadow Vyker had dropped (he had hung it off his gun belt by its wide hilt) and Elminster's brand burned bright with an urgency. 

"Relax," Henry mumbled and walked into his room. Once his door was closed behind him, he activated the brand and was sucked into the familiar portal that took him into Elminster's workshop.