Several days later. In front of my eyes is the nostalgic view of my castles front gate. My castle was made from a 3d solid magic formation so even after 2000 years it's still in good shape. Though in some odd places it is showing it's age compared to when I was last alive. The … Continue reading 02. Very weak descendants
Month: November 2018
056. Chaser’s spear (Part II) or George-kun under the moonlight
With only 600 rims left, we stayed at an abandoned fort near the town. Though it is abandoned it's occasionally used as a training ground for the various orders of knights. We light a grand open-air fire and huddle by it against the cold while George-kun is left on watch. I guess I don't need … Continue reading 056. Chaser’s spear (Part II) or George-kun under the moonlight
01. Invitation from Deruzogedo
A month has passed since I reincarnated. I've spent the time looking into the world that is now two thousand years further on. It seems the magical arts have degenerated to a much lower level than I thought. Human's don't seem to know about reincarnation magic at all. (1) It was a rather common magic … Continue reading 01. Invitation from Deruzogedo
055. Chaser’s spear (part I)
Me and Chaser are heading to the Capital Elimore but we have taken a little detour on the way. Apparently, Chaser left his spear with a certain woman. The other day I suggested making a spear for him but he declined. I don't know what type of spear it is but he seems attached to … Continue reading 055. Chaser’s spear (part I)
Prologue ~Reincarnation~
Hi everyone. I saw this on the request forum of NU and decided to take it up as a side project. I looked around and could not see anyone else doing it nor a page on NU for this WN. If somebody is doing this please get in touch and I will stop. Enjoy (hopefully). … Continue reading Prologue ~Reincarnation~
054. A woman named Cordelia
The dull winter sky displeases me and my new post at Kombu Wall mine is boring. My name is Cordelia Rootpia and I'm the governor here. My term of office is 3 years and I have one job which is making money. There's no showy high society here and no one to talk about love … Continue reading 054. A woman named Cordelia
053. The man named Chaser
In the winters light, snow and ice are glittering. It's beautiful but soon becomes boring if stared at for too long. Even if city people are pleased with the snow, rural people feel nothing. If a view lasts for more than 3 days it becomes the norm. It's so boring. I'm tired of snow! It's … Continue reading 053. The man named Chaser