Here's the high-res image of the new cover art, for those that might want to take a gander. Be warned though, it's a big file (2.5 megs) so watch out if it takes a bit to load!
I can see how you might interpret it like that, but Isaak's had about a week in a cold cell to contemplate his new circumstances. Though it's still too early, I plan on fleshing him out as someone who's very opportunistic and self-serving at his core (a critical plot point) that will serve as the pivot to kickstart the plot. In any case, thanks for the input three chapters into the story. Serves as a nice temperature read.
Reed, a young man that had spent his entire life in the slums wished for a miracle. He dreamt that one day he'd escape the ghetto he had been born in and travel across the world. He longed to embark on an adventure and truly begin living a real life.
Alas, it was not meant to be. The stars had other plans in mind for the young man.
On the night of his sixteenth birthday, he had his life flipped upside down. Caught in the midst of a confrontation between two rival gangs, Reed suffered a fatal injury.
As he laid on the street, Reed couldn't help but laugh at how unfair his life had been from beginning to end.
Born poor? Sure. No parents? Okay. No opportunities in life? Fine. But his own miserable life, too?
"What more can I be deprived of?" Reed muttered as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
A soft voice chuckled and said, "Much, much more, boy. But you'll soon have the opportunity to have all your wishes fulfilled."
"...If you can earn the right to obtain them."
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Let this message serve as a FINAL warning to those who have come in expecting the 'usual' type of story on this site.
This is 'NOT' a wish-fulfillment based story.
Please do NOT come into this novel with the expectation that you will get some kind of fearless action hero. The MC is everything but that.
That he will be... this 'fearless, intrepid' person straight out of the FIRST chapter. A bold, charismatic hero with an unshakable resolve and iron will.
Get that irritating preconception out of your head right now if you dare venture further into the story.
I KNOW that's what you're expecting because that's the common setup with the stories on this site.
I am writing a story about personal growth, above all else. Be forewarned about that. I'm serious.
That means that the character has to start from the bottom and work his way UP. Not in only in terms of power, but also in the strength of his character -- as in, maturing INTO someone who will become a hero.
Not over the course of a SINGLE chapter like some stories do. Not in SINGLE arc, or volume, but over the course of the ENTIRE STORY.
My main character starts off as COWARDLY, INDECISIVE, and WHINY. He is by NO measure a heroic person, or EVEN a whole person. He is weak-willed and flawed because that is how I HAVE WRITTEN him to be, for good reason.
Now, it's your right to DISLIKE this decision I've made and not read the novel because of that. Absolutely.
If you want an OP power-fantasy, then go find it elsewhere on the site. You do you. Don't let me or anyone stop you from reading what you want.
But if you read my novel for what it is and then give it a poor review, criticizing it for having a "flawed, detestable, and pathetic main character," I WILL delete your goddamned review on that point alone.
tl;dr: My main character isn't fucking He-Man and the Terminator's baby. He's a human being with all the ugly, pathetic parts you don't like seeing in your OP Reincarnation novels.
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Any comment or review you'd leave for the novel is worth more than gold to me. Have a good one.
Days have turned into weeks, weeks into months, and months into long years without a single sign from the heavens above.
The mythical immortals that once protected the world of Oseo have seemingly vanished in the wake of a mysterious phenomenon that occurred only recently — the startling disappearance of a large portion of the night sky and with it, the gradual decline of Spiritual Qi.
In a steadily decaying era where cultivation is becoming increasingly more difficult to practice, vast empires, ancient sects, and powerful organizations have all begun to fight in order to secure the last remaining spirit stone mines and spiritual qi ley lines across the world.
There was little hope for peace now that the final century of cultivation has arrived in Oseo but to Laude Tellstar, a simple mortal farmer, none of that mattered.
As someone who had no interest in the world of cultivation, Laude had considered him exempt from the fearsome conflict raging across Oseo until he was forcibly drawn into it one fateful day… by a single, stray bolt of lightning.
After that, his life was never the same again. Dragged into a dying world of cultivation, Laude’s journey to expunge his cultivation base and return to mortalhood will take him across Oseo and into the arms of a heavenly conspiracy so immense that it could endanger all of Oseo and beyond…
There was once a lazy, good-for-nothing son that lived on a little, wet rock amongst the stars. His name was Aetna Erandeusi, the firstborn son of the noble Erandeusi Household.
As the firstborn of a noble house of the interstellar kingdom known as the Solastora Empire, Aetna's birthright inheritance meant that he was to be the successor of the Erandeusi House. It was a privilege that many of Aetna's siblings would have murdered him for, granting him the governorship of the starsector of Kolinto, but there was one tiny problem...
"Hey, Dad, can you... disown me? ...Please? No? Please don't make me inherit the title, daddy!!"
The son did not want any part in the family business... Not that he had a choice in the matter.
Doomed to become the eventual Count of Kolinto, Aetna's slow life of mooching off of his father has come to an end. As all nobles are duty-bound to protect their Domains, their interstellar fiefdoms, he was shipped off to a military academy to become an officer worthy of inheriting... a title he doesn't want.
These are the legendary records of a poor, damned soul without a single hope of escape—the memoirs of the infamous Count of Kolinto.
"...The distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." - Albert Einstein
What if one day, we could pierce through that illusion and break past the shackles of human perception? What sort of wonderful things would we be able to witness?
Since ancient times, humanity has always wondered about how and when it was born. About how life was born on Earth. And, of course, about where humanity was heading...
But there are some questions that were meant to be left unanswered...
Unfortunately for Isaak Gladstone, a seemingly normal college student, these questions came looking for him.
Without warning one day, he was mysteriously spirited away while taking an impromptu nap during one of his classes and awoke only to find himself in a terrifying, brave new world.
A ruined, hostile world filled with strange people, strange creatures, and even stranger secrets. A planet overflowing with death, nearing the end of its life.
Earth.
Why was Isaak brought to this dying planet? Who or what is the culprit behind this unexplainable abduction?
And most importantly... who killed the world?
Somewhere within these questions was the answer Isaak needed to get back home. Problem was that it would not be easy to acquire it without... a little love and death in the mix.
Katché Wisfern is beholden to his principles, despite the grief they've caused him as of late. He's well aware that gambling's for fools, but even so, he can't stop himself.
Especially now that Katché has found someone who's broken every presumption he's had and then some. Needless to say, he's finally met his match.
In Afon O'Mir, a prestigious academy for gifted modern mages, Katché is walking ghost; a guy who'd been sentenced to death. Well, not literally. Just socially. And of his own volition, mind you. After all, he'd rather die than step into the limelight for even a second.
Unfortunately, Katché's dream life as a ghost was not meant to be.
Had it not been for her, Katché would've enjoyed a peaceful, albeit monotonous, school life until he graduated.
He would have not turned into a gambler, were it not for her. That was what he originally thought, but nowadays, he doesn't know what to think anymore...
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Author's Note: Hey, FattyBai here! I thought I'd try my hand at something (another bad idea given the demographics and popular trends of Webnovel) again...
Hear me out okay? Romance? Yes. Rom-com? Yes. Magic academy? Yes.
Cool, right? But that ain't the unique part. My big twist is... wait for it....
Male-lead Romance. Yup. Science-Fantasy Setting? Oh, yeah. No Harem?
That's right, there will be—
...Excuse me for a moment, I have an incoming call from my content editor...
[FattyBai]: Hello, this FattyBai speaking.
[XXX] (Editor): Am I a joke to you?
[FattyBai]: ............Is this is a rhetorical question?
.....In any case, I welcome you all to the world of Masulan! Read the auxillary chapter before chapter one to get a quick primer of the world before you jump in! I'll catch you all at Afon O'Mir!
Jack, by chance, do you have a discord account I can contact you with? If you do, please message me @ FattyBai#1169
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