Reincarnated Realist In Another World
"They say that no man is an island, but an island can be conquered by man." Grant Maximilian, a wealthy man who owned the wealthiest corporate giant in the present world had died. And as he thought it was the end, he had woken up in a small run-down mansion, waking up from a fever, surrounded by maids. He had been reborn, however his name remained the same. As the heir to the doomed-land of Hellsburg, he will now begin to create his kingdom from scratch. [ Hello there! I'll be now update this novel st least twice a week due to my other book "Daily Life Of A Third Wheeler". Check it out as well! Thank you!]
Broken Ones
???: [You sure are lucky, Grantt Maximilian]
Maximilian: [...!]
Grant: [...Huh?]
Floating across translucent water, its surface reflected their figures that had both looked on it.
The two Grantt Maximilians were standing side by side in a void-like space, looking at each other's true appearances.
Maximilian: [——You're...]
Grantt: [——Maximilian?!]
Pointing at each other, Grantt was the only one that had been shocked at Maximilian's appearance.
His body was much bigger and taller. His short spiky red hair was dyed from black to red, giving off an unnatural color of red that fitted his sharp eyes nonetheless.
Grantt: [How... How old are you really?]
Maximilian: [25...]
As Grantt stepped closer, observing Maximilian's appearance, the other was the only one concerned about where they were, looking at the surreal environment they were in.
Grantt: [I-Is that how I would look when I—]
Maximilian: [——Shh. Where are we?]