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Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

A scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is occupying was the imperial prince of a failing empire who suddenly rose to power after a successful assassination attempt of his father. Unaware that the attack is just the beginning of what is to come. He faces many challenges throughout. Will Thomas Harrier be able to live his second life in peace while running an empire and getting it back to its former glory? Or will he succumb into a conspiracy lurking within the country's borders? Expect some: Cold war era techs. Super battleship with advanced electronics, propulsion, and fire control systems? Helicopters? Missiles? Modern medicines and equipment? AC-130? A nuke? Challenger or Abrams or Leopard? F-4 Phantom or MIG-21? Colored TV's. Everything!!! Donation link: https://ko-fi.com/sorryimjustdiamond PS. Cover not mine, I just found it on google. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, then you can reach me in the comment section.

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Showtime Part 1

Back from the location of the First Imperial Yamato Fleet. The hair from the back of Admiral Yamamoto's neck stood on end, he felt something wrong as he picked up a strange sound in the distance. It was a familiar sound. A speeding sound in particular, like something small zipping through the wind at high speed. A plane perhaps? No, the engine of a plane wouldn't make a sound like that.

Curious as to what it is, Admiral Yamamoto turned towards the sound. But before he can find it out himself, an enormous explosion rocked the very seas his ship is sailing onto. He instinctively ducked for cover as the screws rattled and electrical lines zapped. A blast wave followed after, shattering the windows of the bridge, sending shrapnels of glass into the air, embedding itself on the walls as well as the skins of the sailors and officers present inside. 

It lasted for a second but for him, it felt like an hour of a nightmare.