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!]
The Demon King's Incarnation
Power is what makes us blind to the truth.
A force capable of breaking through and enforcing a conclusion, into an undesirable outcome.
It was reckless and imprudent.
Even the smartest of man will fall upon bearing such a thing the wrong way.
It was how a man had and will fall.
However, others tend to see this as a beautiful thing.
The fallout of power and authority within another, the anarchy that supposedly freed everyone from the shackles of ranking and belief.
"You lost control. Again. You fail to exert strength."
"——."
"You've called me a parasite, but I am not the parasite here. You are the one who doesn't belong here."
"——."
"You are nothing without me. Without power, you are nothing but a weak little lord that will die like our father."
"——"
"What..."
It was in his mind. The real Grantt had submerged back inside himself to evoke the name of his imposter, however.
It wasn't him who was just speaking right now.