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What?! I am the Reincarnation of the Magi King?!

Currently injured. As soon as i can use my arms again i shall resume writing. *Update: have two slipped discs with one pressing on my nerve root as well as arthritis. Will require surgery. Surgery March 12th* It’s Dax’s first year at the prestigious Excelsior Academy and he is excited to attend. As is the tradition of the school every student that attends are granted nanites that will give them access to a vast network of strength and strange abilities that they could only dream of before. However, the gifting of these nanites to Dax does not go well, and he is placed in the lowest class. His happy day was ruined, not to mention his future. The bottom class of the academy is expelled at the end of the year. Will Dax be able to get enough points for his class to stay secure? Or will he find a way to exit a doomed class? Do his constant nightmares have anything to do with his current problems? Well of course they do you read the title. Shouldn’t be hard to piece two and two together at this point. So go read. This is a tale of an overpowered magic user reborn into a realm of science and technology. Although it is the same fantasy world, he once lived… Just far into the future. Please vote with your powerstones! This work is entered into the fantasy carnival and needs your support!

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A Day of Magic Part 1

"Oh well." Dax said as he got himself out of his bed. "No point in dwelling on weird visions, right?" He then changed into a new uniform and made his way outside of his room. As he got into the hallway, he looked over to the room that Fey was staying in. The door was closed.

He thought she had either already gotten up and ready or that she was still inside. He thought for a moment. He wanted desperately to go and apologize for his accident last night, but he did not want to wake her if she was still asleep. Nor did he want to face her rage if she was still angry. His cheek still tingled from her slap last night.

Deciding against it he headed downstairs. Drakie rode atop his head, singing a little song to himself about pancakes.

Dax made his way into the kitchen and found his mother busy working at the stove.

"Good morning mom." Dax said.