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Fantasy is but a target for modern weapons

Fantasy
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Leia o romance Fantasy is but a target for modern weapons escrito pelo autor tothedome566 publicado no WebNovel. My second endeavor in writing has our protagonist Daniels sent to a strange world that will be all but too familiar for you, the readers. What differs this from other isekai, however, is Daniels abil...

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My second endeavor in writing has our protagonist Daniels sent to a strange world that will be all but too familiar for you, the readers. What differs this from other isekai, however, is Daniels ability which will let him become the living breathing incarnation of "Victory through Superior Firepower". I do not plan to hold punches with language and if I deem it appropriate for the situation, the wonderfully gory details. I hope that this can set itself apart from my other work in terms of quality, coherence, and worldbuilding. As elements may be added tags will be appropriately mirrored.

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WE ARE SILBA

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APOLLO: In Modern Era

She was on her way home when someone called her. She clearly heard it even though she had her earphones.  “Czarina,” as she heard again but she didn't bother to look who it was. She always heard someone calling her name but when she turned around there were none. “Czarina,’ on the third time. Even though she was getting pissed off, she took off her earphones and quickly turned around. “Yeah, I’m Czarina,” she uttered firmly. “Wait!” she exclaimed. “Apollo?” she laughed sarcastically. “Are you attending a party?” she asked. “It’s not even November yet,” she laughed.  “How’d you know my name?” the man asked. His voice was very masculine. Her mouth agape in shock like he was seriously asking her. She looked at him, awed. She’s a tall teenager but the man in front of her was towering her.  “Oh! You’re making a joke, now?” she laughed sarcastically. “Haven’t you read Greek Mythology?” she asked perplexed. “With your costume, you seemed to be portraying Apollo,” she explained.  The man looked at her amazed with the beauty she has. “You looked like my queen, Athena” he said solemnly.  “Yeah that’s my name. You already called me a while ago,” she laughed. “And, I’m Apollo,” the man said. Czarina looked at him trying to hold herself from laughing more. ‘Then, what am I supposed to do?” she smirked. “Are you one of the Gods now?” she gestured her hand as if he would understand what she’s wanting to point out.  “Yes” he answered straight away. Solemned. But Czarina, on the other hand, only laughed even more. “It’s already six-thirty, I should be home by now,” she said. “I have to go, Your Highness, Apollo,” she said in full of sarcasm.  She turned her back from him and walked directly on her way home. She was frightened when the ground started shaking, wind blew hard like a tsunami would happen anytime. Even the trees swayed like it could tore apart from the ground. “My Princess,” He was already in front of her. She neither opens her mouth nor utters a word. He stood in front holding a golden-metallic wand. He was buoyant in the air. She stiffened as soon as she realized how his eyes gazed intently like there was fire. 

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The story and Characters are good, world design is not too detailed but still enough to undestand. Plot is kinda wacky, but it's still acceptable. I'd say this is a hidden gem. 8/10

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