House of Amarin - Chapter 154

The moment when Lakhmu flew up, facing Kidlat, starting to push back the Grand Elder, not giving him respite since the first move, the Misfits realized how many Undead were truly flooding towards them. They would have been swarmed very quickly if they did not start to retreat in time.

"Kiely! Pick up speed; start withdrawing already!" Lia shouted, cutting down two pale bodies, burning them away with her fire before they could fall to the ground.

"I am doing that, Boss!" He answered, jumping two meters into the air, flinging out two fireballs, resulting in an explosion, throwing a handful of Undead backward. "There are just too many of them!"

"That is why we need to go! Now!" Shishi cried from further away, holding her injured left arm.

That was when a loud warhorn blew through the air, and five Marduk warships cut through the sky. It was precisely what the Misfits needed, who were already feeling exhausted. From high above, loud explosions rang out, and the jungle was torn up and apart, blowing earth, trees, and rocks high into the air, along with dismembered bodies of the Undead.

"Don't get mesmerized by it! Move, move!" Lia ordered, seeing some of her men stop and watch the destruction with awe.

The horde was still coming, and none of them could see any end to it. They had to get back to their fortress where they could resist it until more reinforcement arrived. Out here, in the open, they would die.

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"Mhm…" Húng groaned, feeling the impact of losing hundreds of bodies at once under the bombardment of the arriving warships. They were causing backlashes to his soul, which was sitting in the dark sub-realm. "They arrived too soon…" He whispered to himself, feeling unlucky to be seated in a place that was far away from most cities. There, he could at least recoup his losses and consume souls to keep his injuries at a minimum.

"Disciples!" He spoke up, his voice echoing in his students' minds, the souls he had been nurturing for a long time. "Go out in person! The Grand Elder has trouble dealing with a strong Fleshbody; he can't provide us the air superiority we need… take down those pesky ships!"

They simply nodded, acknowledging his order, leaving the sub-realm in droves, occupying their white-haired bodies, flying up, heading straight towards the warships circling above the retreating Misfits.

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"Something is coming!" Lia flinched, feeling new, much stronger tugs on her soul, meaning that more powerful Undead warriors were coming. They were halfway from home; getting bogged down would still be too dangerous. She purposefully played the role of being the last, keeping an eye on her group, refusing to let anyone lag behind or get swarmed. "I may need to use it…"

Thinking about switching to her blue flames, she was getting ready to do it when she noticed the new arrivals flying towards one of the Marduk warships in the air. Realizing what they were after, her grip on the handle of her sword loosened. She turned away, focusing on their retreat, deciding to not resort to it yet. A few moments later, a blaring horn echoed from the attacked ship as the four others cleared away, sounding their horns as if signaling their acknowledgment and goodbyes.

"It's going down…" Aurora thought, recognizing the patterns and pitch in the horns.

The first was the alert for heavy losses and preparing ramming speed. In contrast, the four others blared their rallying horns, watching their brethren commandeer the ship straight into the ground, resulting in an otherworldly explosion. Many of the misfits, including Sion and Ceiline, tumbled, falling over when the shockwave passed through their ranks. Looking back, they could see a mushroom cloud rising to the skies while the four remaining ships continued circling above the battlefield, bombarding the Undead, raining down fire, and setting the jungle ablaze.

"Move, move! If you have time to gawk, find time to run!" Lia shouted at them, pulling two misfits up from the ground, "We are close; back in the fortress, we can ward off the tide of these bastards!"

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For the luck of the Misfits, the explosion caused the Undead horde to slow down a little, losing their concentration for a brief period of time. In the Fortress, Rinzen, who stayed behind, was already ready, welcoming back the bulk of the misfits. Surprisingly, or maybe not, the first to arrive back was Melody, who asked no questions, rushing down to the dungeons and locking herself up in a cell, crying, trembling, telling the others to not go out and be a good prisoner if they want to survive.

"Prepare the defenses! Drink potions to regain your mana!" Lia barked her orders, ignoring the fairy while the Earth Division started reinforcing the walls, the Metal and Wind Divisions rushing up to their positions to get ready with long-range spells. The first to fire at the Undead were Ceiline's peashooters, decorating most battle installments, firing in rapid successions as the tide of Undead caught up and threw themselves at the stone walls.

"What the hell happened?" Opparu asked with a shout, throwing explosive artifacts from the walls, letting sticky, slime-like goo cover the attackers that caught fire the moment a Misfit fired a spell into their midst.

"What does it look like?" Koa answered, turning the walls slippery so that Undead, who tried to climb up, slipped off it. "That thing was their nest, and it exploded! Worse, something so strong came out it can go toe-to-toe with Lakhmu!"

"Shit…" Lorin cursed, hearing the bad news, giving out potions to those who were in great need.

"We lost a warship already!" Sion added to the list of bad news, looking to the north, seeing the four remaining ones continue to bombard the horde, just so one of them experienced an explosion and started spiraling downwards. With another mournful cry of its warhorn, it exploded before crashlanding, refusing to give the satisfaction to the Undead of getting the kill.

"Intelligent Variants!" Rinzen said, standing at one of the highest points, seeing five flying Undead who were aiming at the ships, trying to bring the remaining three down.

"Leave it to me!" Simbad jumped up next to her, starting to concentrate. Now that he could stay still and focus on his spells, he could draw out the same energy rifle that was a move frequently used by Reyra.

"Did my Mom teach it to you?" Lia asked, a bit surprised at the sight.

"No." Simbad answered with a proud smile creeping onto his face, "It was my grandfather who taught it to your mother…"

He said no more as he took aim, and when he pulled the trigger, his energy concentrated in the spell-body, locking down the spatial coordinates of one of the Undead and accelerating Simbad's spell to its maximum. For a brief moment, the resulting flash traveled faster than light itself, hitting the green-eyed abomination in the chest. The exploding energy tore its body apart, and even if it could fix itself, not when it fell into a raging fire below them.

"Hah! My element is not that optimal for it~!" Lia grinned, slapping the back of Simbad, "Provide support for the ships; we can't lose our air supremacy!"

"Yes, Ma'am!" Simbad nodded, gulping down a bottle of mana potion and recharging his spell for a second shot.

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"Were they always this strong?" Húng asked himself, feeling troubled. Even though he had superior bodies, controlling that many at once still took its toll on his soul. He couldn't remember if the previous 'Harvest' was this difficult... they were going from town to town, city to city, growing in size by the millions quickly. Now... they were being exterminated, and his soul was constantly getting chipped away and damaged.

The more he focused on coordinating them, the more he felt the backlash of dozens of them being destroyed by the flying ships' cannons. Even with his strongest disciples sent out to deal with them, they needed time, and he could feel that at least six of them were already dead.

"This battle is going to be lost… we failed to hold ground or deal considerable damage. Time is on their side now…" He thought to himself, coming to a quick decision, even if that would anger his masters later… he wasn't keen on dying a useless death, killed by an unfortunate backlash. "Take over!" He shouted, ordering all the weaker, lesser disciples who were there to hide the sub-realm from detection. "I'm going out!"

Nobody had the authority or strength to argue with Elder Húng so they simply obeyed. If anything goes wrong, it wouldn't be their fault, but his; some even thought it would be an excellent opportunity to elevate themselves from the rank of a disciple to that of an elder.

"Meriath…" He took a deep breath when arriving in the jungle, seeing the burning trees and the spreading fire, hearing the distant rumble of battle. The noise and the sound of warhorns traveled for kilometers, raising Húng's desire to do battle. "I am better at killing personally, anyway." He smirked before bursting out with energy, surrounding himself with green miasma, traveling hundreds of meters with one step, heading straight toward the Misfits' fortress.

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"It has started, just as you predicted!" Yuya said laughingly, walking into the meditation chamber of her brother, another Supreme Elder, Killieth. "The bitch couldn't sit still and defied orders to regain her face and reputation!"

"Told you…" He smiled, opening his eyes only a little, "The woman was always predictable, that is why I told you to seduce his people."

"Well, even if he fucked up in the end, he did his part! I am just sad that part of my soul was destroyed… tsk! I had to eat some of my disciples to regain the lost powers!"

"If I didn't know you, I would start feeling sorry!" Killieth chuckled, standing up, stretching relaxedly. "I also have some good news!"

"I'm listening!" She grabbed his hand, snuggling up to him like a proud little kitten.

"Che returned with heavy injuries! He went and sealed himself away to recuperate!"

"I guess he couldn't kill him…"

"I bet not because he looked irritated!" He nodded, scratching his chin, "Even if Loonah survives this, it will be the last fiasco for her! I bet the Sect Master will punish her personally for defying his orders!"

"The only thing that she managed to do is to show us they are well prepared for our arrival!"

"Mhm. But… we already guessed that. She should have continued following Sect Master's orders; now we will have to adjust our plans again!"

"And Sect Master hates insubordination the most!" Yuya stuck her tongue out playfully. "Haaah… I wish we could also be down there! I am itching to get into the action!"

"Relax, Yuya!" Killieth warned her, knocking on her forehead, "With Che failing, getting injured, and Loonah screwing up, we will be there to adapt, show new options, and give suggestions to the Sect Master! Soon enough, I will be standing at the 12 o'clock spot, and you on my right!"

"Fufufu~ That is why you are the best, big brother!" She clung to him like glue, not wanting to let go at all.

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"Something changed…" Sion exclaimed thoughtfully, firing at the Undead below the walls.

"Yeah!" Raufon agreed, holding a boulder above his head, throwing it down, and squashing two into nothingness. "They became… dumber?"

"Slower too!" Aurora arrived next to them, signaling with one hand, drinking a potion with the other, covered in sweat. "Their reaction is nowhere near to what it was at the start! And if you check, many lost the defensive armor around their bodies!"

"That doesn't bode well." Lia also came over, watching them still come out of the woods with much weaker and more unstable steps, but there seemed no end to them. "That means the one who was controlling them is either retreated…"

"Or coming here." Rinzen agreed, taking a deep breath. "I can feel it closing in."

"Guessed so…" Lia sighed, looking around, watching the exhausted but still fighting misfits, pushing off the Undead from the wall that was using the others' bodies to scale it. "I am wondering what is happening at Lakhmu's end!"

"He should be fine." Rinzen said with confidence oozing from her words, "He is very strong."

"My mom said the same thing!" Lia smiled, which quickly disappeared from her face, feeling the approaching aura. "Get ready!" She brandished her swords, "He is here!"

Corty Hey-ho! I am coming with big news, or at least; I hope it is big news~

I will start a third book in my 'Cosmos' series, aka, another fantasy story set in the same universe where House of Amarin and Mad God takes place!

What does this mean for HoA? Nothing, really, no change in schedules nor in anything else! It won't impact it at all, as HoA is my main focus, but I will have a story that will fill the void of no chapters on the weekends! So my aim with this new adventure is to provide some fun for the weekend too! As to what to expect, let me tell you in advance!

I will take it as a fun story I work on as a side project, probably providing 2 or 3 chapters weekly, mostly on weekends. For now, two chapters have been written already; I plan to post the story when I have ten chapters done so you can have a taste and decide if it is something you like. For a quick taste, here is the prologue:

Chapter 1
Death and Rebirth

My name is Leon, and currently, I am in the line, waiting for reincarnation… And no, I am not joking. Right now, I am floating along hundreds of others, forming a straight line on a rainbow road in the middle of the grand nothingness. I tried looking left, right, up, and down, but there was nothing but the infinite cosmos and the rainbow road under my feet. Or… well, under me, as my feet are mangled, facing the wrong way… both of them. I can see the bones sticking out, but I feel no pain, and they aren't bleeding. Maybe because my hand is also not where it should be, but being held by my only remaining arm… right next to my innards, hanging out of my stomach. 

"Dude… what the hell happened to you?" I hear the man behind me ask. Turning my head around, I met the eyes of a middle-aged guy with half of his face missing and his brain hanging out like some kind of jelly, trembling as he moved.

"I was run over by an FMTV."

"What the hell is that?" He recoiled, almost letting the brain slip out from his skull. 

"A military truck from the past century. The damned driver was an amateur when we were getting it out of storage! The idiot floored it, and it ran me over, blew me into pieces like some kind of pinata!"

"Damn… but from the past century? Do you mean from the 1900s? Some kind of cold-war era shit?"

"Eh?" I chuckled, "From the 2000s!"

"That isn't past century! It's 2004! Dude, you got rocked in the head by that truck!"

"What 2004? It's 2144! I think you have some brain damage, mixing up the numbers of the calendar!"

"Fuck you; you mangled cheese tart!" He shouted, with one hand holding against his brain, making sure it stayed there. 

"And what happened to you?”

"And what happened to you?" I chuckled, "Looked into the barrel of a gun?" 

"It wasn't discharging!" 

"Bwahahaha! Fucking idiot!" I burst out laughing, making some of the others turn towards us, joining in on the fun too.

"Fuck you!" He blew out from his nose, hitting me, and my already bad remaining arm slipped, and I dropped my head.

I saw it falling to the deep nothingness, seeing the road grow smaller and smaller, hearing the guy say it wasn't his fault… Idiot. Not that it matters. I died, and probably these are my last hallucinations before dying. My mind's manifestation displays the idiot who rode through me with that monster of a truck. Just when I was starting to get my life into order. I got myself a degree in Robotics of Past and Present, and finally, I could afford a gene enhancement from the money I made from being hired by the military. Bye-bye memorizing books, and I could simply use my brain like a search engine, remembering every book I ever read… and they say you can't pay-to-win in real life! I was even courting a cute girl; everything was too good to be true… haaah…

"Error. Contamination on the Cosmic Reincarnation System." A voice said, coming from every direction. Great… now my severed head has become contaminated. You know what? Fuck you too! "Beginning cleaning process."

Even if I wanted, I couldn't scream as an otherworldly force washed me over and made my head disappear, leaving me with only my brain there, continue falling downwards. I don't know how I remained conscious, but I was still seeing, hearing, and smelling everything.

"Error. Contamination is passing by the Realm's border. Abandoning process, initiation reincarnation. Finding empty host."

Huh? I wanted to ask something, but then with a poof, everything was gone and turned extremely dark. Was my brain finally destroyed too? Or… no… I was still here. W-wait… I hear something. Sloshing? Muffled voices?

"...!" I managed to open my eyes, and I saw tiny hands before me… floating in some fluid in the dark… while I also saw an umbilical cord attached to my body. Shiiiiit… Am I an embryo?! Wait… the fact I can open my eyes and the shape of my body… this should be possible around… well… at least around week 27! Did my brain get dropped into it? Was it empty? Or did I squash the previous occupant? Damn it! I need answers!

Maybe it was my trashing that made it happen, but I suddenly found myself getting pushed out… getting born. I wanted to curse, but I couldn't… I was simply hoping that if all this was real, I was not too early…

I don't have a cover yet, but Deltanz was kind enough to make some images of the cast that is in so far!

The MC's mother, Louise:

His father, Kalash:

And the MC, Leon (by me):

I hope you will look forward to this story; I will share more information in the upcoming days, depending on how I advance with the writing!

And if you would like to support me and my writing, I would be happy if you checked out my Patreon. Thank you, everyone!

The moment when Lakhmu flew up, facing Kidlat, starting to push back the Grand Elder, not giving him respite since the first move, the Misfits realized how many Undead were truly flooding towards them. They would have been swarmed very quickly if they did not start to retreat in time. "Kiely! Pick up speed; start withdrawing already!" Lia shouted, cutting down two pale bodies, burning them away with her fire before they could fall to the ground. "I am doing that, Boss!" He answered, jumping two meters into the air, flinging out two fireballs, resulting in an explosion, throwing a handful of Undead backward. "There are just too many of them!" "That is why we need to go! Now!" Shishi cried from further away, holding her injured left arm. That was when a loud warhorn blew through the air, and five Marduk warships cut through the sky. It was precisely what the Misfits needed, who were already feeling exhausted. From high above, loud explosions rang out, and the jungle was torn up and apart, blowing earth, trees, and rocks high into the air, along with dismembered bodies of the Undead. "Don't get mesmerized by it! Move, move!" Lia ordered, seeing some of her men stop and watch the destruction with awe. The horde was still coming, and none of them could see any end to it. They had to get back to their fortress where they could resist it until more reinforcement arrived. Out here, in the open, they would die. . "Mhm" Hng groaned, feeling the impact of losing hundreds of bodies at once under the bombardment of the arriving warships. They were causing backlashes to his soul, which was sitting in the dark sub-realm. "They arrived too soon" He whispered to himself, feeling unlucky to be seated in a place that was far away from most cities. There, he could at least recoup his losses and consume souls to keep his injuries at a minimum. "Disciples!" He spoke up, his voice echoing in his students' minds, the souls he had been nurturing for a long time. "Go out in person! The Grand Elder has trouble dealing with a strong Fleshbody; he can't provide us the air superiority we need take down those pesky ships!" They simply nodded, acknowledging his order, leaving the sub-realm in droves, occupying their white-haired bodies, flying up, heading straight towards the warships circling above the retreating Misfits. . "Something is coming!" Lia flinched, feeling new, much stronger tugs on her soul, meaning that more powerful Undead warriors were coming. They were halfway from home; getting bogged down would still be too dangerous. She purposefully played the role of being the last, keeping an eye on her group, refusing to let anyone lag behind or get swarmed. "I may need to use it" Thinking about switching to her blue flames, she was getting ready to do it when she noticed the new arrivals flying towards one of the Marduk warships in the air. Realizing what they were after, her grip on the handle of her sword loosened. She turned away, focusing on their retreat, deciding to not resort to it yet. A few moments later, a blaring horn echoed from the attacked ship as the four others cleared away, sounding their horns as if signaling their acknowledgment and goodbyes. "It's going down" Aurora thought, recognizing the patterns and pitch in the horns. The first was the alert for heavy losses and preparing ramming speed. In contrast, the four others blared their rallying horns, watching their brethren commandeer the ship straight into the ground, resulting in an otherworldly explosion. Many of the misfits, including Sion and Ceiline, tumbled, falling over when the shockwave passed through their ranks. Looking back, they could see a mushroom cloud rising to the skies while the four remaining ships continued circling above the battlefield, bombarding the Undead, raining down fire, and setting the jungle ablaze. "Move, move! If you have time to gawk, find time to run!" Lia shouted at them, pulling two misfits up from the ground, "We are close; back in the fortress, we can ward off the tide of these bastards!" . For the luck of the Misfits, the explosion caused the Undead horde to slow down a little, losing their concentration for a brief period of time. In the Fortress, Rinzen, who stayed behind, was already ready, welcoming back the bulk of the misfits. Surprisingly, or maybe not, the first to arrive back was Melody, who asked no questions, rushing down to the dungeons and locking herself up in a cell, crying, trembling, telling the others to not go out and be a good prisoner if they want to survive. "Prepare the defenses! Drink potions to regain your mana!" Lia barked her orders, ignoring the fairy while the Earth Division started reinforcing the walls, the Metal and Wind Divisions rushing up to their positions to get ready with long-range spells. The first to fire at the Undead were Ceiline's peashooters, decorating most battle installments, firing in rapid successions as the tide of Undead caught up and threw themselves at the stone walls. "What the hell happened?" Opparu asked with a shout, throwing explosive artifacts from the walls, letting sticky, slime-like goo cover the attackers that caught fire the moment a Misfit fired a spell into their midst. "What does it look like?" Koa answered, turning the walls slippery so that Undead, who tried to climb up, slipped off it. "That thing was their nest, and it exploded! Worse, something so strong came out it can go toe-to-toe with Lakhmu!" "Shit" Lorin cursed, hearing the bad news, giving out potions to those who were in great need. "We lost a warship already!" Sion added to the list of bad news, looking to the north, seeing the four remaining ones continue to bombard the horde, just so one of them experienced an explosion and started spiraling downwards. With another mournful cry of its warhorn, it exploded before crashlanding, refusing to give the satisfaction to the Undead of getting the kill. "Intelligent Variants!" Rinzen said, standing at one of the highest points, seeing five flying Undead who were aiming at the ships, trying to bring the remaining three down. "Leave it to me!" Simbad jumped up next to her, starting to concentrate. Now that he could stay still and focus on his spells, he could draw out the same energy rifle that was a move frequently used by Reyra. "Did my Mom teach it to you?" Lia asked, a bit surprised at the sight. "No." Simbad answered with a proud smile creeping onto his face, "It was my grandfather who taught it to your mother" He said no more as he took aim, and when he pulled the trigger, his energy concentrated in the spell-body, locking down the spatial coordinates of one of the Undead and accelerating Simbad's spell to its maximum. For a brief moment, the resulting flash traveled faster than light itself, hitting the green-eyed abomination in the chest. The exploding energy tore its body apart, and even if it could fix itself, not when it fell into a raging fire below them. "Hah! My element is not that optimal for it~!" Lia grinned, slapping the back of Simbad, "Provide support for the ships; we can't lose our air supremacy!" "Yes, Ma'am!" Simbad nodded, gulping down a bottle of mana potion and recharging his spell for a second shot. . "Were they always this strong?" Hng asked himself, feeling troubled. Even though he had superior bodies, controlling that many at once still took its toll on his soul. He couldn't remember if the previous 'Harvest' was this difficult... they were going from town to town, city to city, growing in size by the millions quickly. Now... they were being exterminated, and his soul was constantly getting chipped away and damaged. The more he focused on coordinating them, the more he felt the backlash of dozens of them being destroyed by the flying ships' cannons. Even with his strongest disciples sent out to deal with them, they needed time, and he could feel that at least six of them were already dead. "This battle is going to be lost we failed to hold ground or deal considerable damage. Time is on their side now" He thought to himself, coming to a quick decision, even if that would anger his masters later he wasn't keen on dying a useless death, killed by an unfortunate backlash. "Take over!" He shouted, ordering all the weaker, lesser disciples who were there to hide the sub-realm from detection. "I'm going out!" Nobody had the authority or strength to argue with Elder Hng so they simply obeyed. If anything goes wrong, it wouldn't be their fault, but his; some even thought it would be an excellent opportunity to elevate themselves from the rank of a disciple to that of an elder. "Meriath" He took a deep breath when arriving in the jungle, seeing the burning trees and the spreading fire, hearing the distant rumble of battle. The noise and the sound of warhorns traveled for kilometers, raising Hng's desire to do battle. "I am better at killing personally, anyway." He smirked before bursting out with energy, surrounding himself with green miasma, traveling hundreds of meters with one step, heading straight toward the Misfits' fortress. . "It has started, just as you predicted!" Yuya said laughingly, walking into the meditation chamber of her brother, another Supreme Elder, Killieth. "The bitch couldn't sit still and defied orders to regain her face and reputation!" "Told you" He smiled, opening his eyes only a little, "The woman was always predictable, that is why I told you to seduce his people." "Well, even if he fucked up in the end, he did his part! I am just sad that part of my soul was destroyed tsk! I had to eat some of my disciples to regain the lost powers!" "If I didn't know you, I would start feeling sorry!" Killieth chuckled, standing up, stretching relaxedly. "I also have some good news!" "I'm listening!" She grabbed his hand, snuggling up to him like a proud little kitten. "Che returned with heavy injuries! He went and sealed himself away to recuperate!" "I guess he couldn't kill him" "I bet not because he looked irritated!" He nodded, scratching his chin, "Even if Loonah survives this, it will be the last fiasco for her! I bet the Sect Master will punish her personally for defying his orders!" "The only thing that she managed to do is to show us they are well prepared for our arrival!" "Mhm. But we already guessed that. She should have continued following Sect Master's orders; now we will have to adjust our plans again!" "And Sect Master hates insubordination the most!" Yuya stuck her tongue out playfully. "Haaah I wish we could also be down there! I am itching to get into the action!" "Relax, Yuya!" Killieth warned her, knocking on her forehead, "With Che failing, getting injured, and Loonah screwing up, we will be there to adapt, show new options, and give suggestions to the Sect Master! Soon enough, I will be standing at the 12 o'clock spot, and you on my right!" "Fufufu~ That is why you are the best, big brother!" She clung to him like glue, not wanting to let go at all. . "Something changed" Sion exclaimed thoughtfully, firing at the Undead below the walls. "Yeah!" Raufon agreed, holding a boulder above his head, throwing it down, and squashing two into nothingness. "They became dumber?" "Slower too!" Aurora arrived next to them, signaling with one hand, drinking a potion with the other, covered in sweat. "Their reaction is nowhere near to what it was at the start! And if you check, many lost the defensive armor around their bodies!" "That doesn't bode well." Lia also came over, watching them still come out of the woods with much weaker and more unstable steps, but there seemed no end to them. "That means the one who was controlling them is either retreated" "Or coming here." Rinzen agreed, taking a deep breath. "I can feel it closing in." "Guessed so" Lia sighed, looking around, watching the exhausted but still fighting misfits, pushing off the Undead from the wall that was using the others' bodies to scale it. "I am wondering what is happening at Lakhmu's end!" "He should be fine." Rinzen said with confidence oozing from her words, "He is very strong." "My mom said the same thing!" Lia smiled, which quickly disappeared from her face, feeling the approaching aura. "Get ready!" She brandished her swords, "He is here!" Corty Hey-ho! I am coming with big news, or at least; I hope it is big news~ I will start a third book in my 'Cosmos' series, aka, another fantasy story set in the same universe where House of Amarin and Mad God takes place! What does this mean for HoA? Nothing, really, no change in schedules nor in anything else! It won't impact it at all, as HoA is my main focus, but I will have a story that will fill the void of no chapters on the weekends! So my aim with this new adventure is to provide some fun for the weekend too! As to what to expect, let me tell you in advance! It will be an isekai, a transmigration story told from a 1st person's POV. It will be around 1500 words per chapter long, so a bit shorter than HoA chapters. It is NOT a litRPG. No skill systems, sorry! It will be much, much light-hearted, with more ecchi/smut, but that is not set in stone yet. But it won't have a grand plot, more slice-of-life focus. The Male MC, this time, is transported into a fantasy world that is technologically stuck in the 13th century, so medieval style. There will be magic, but it is rare and complicated, not your HoA-style spell galore. The MC's background would be a minor noble in the frontier, stuck in the wild, so to speak. The story will focus on kingdom building primarily. Getting into modernizing and improving the quality of life of the people and later on dealing with political shenanigans when life gets too good. The MC's goal would be simple: Live a leisurely life, get wives, and just have fun. There is no saving the world or demon lord threat. The world is not facing an apocalypse, so all problems will come from the fact the MC enacts big changes that throw the balance of power in his new home into disarray. I will take it as a fun story I work on as a side project, probably providing 2 or 3 chapters weekly, mostly on weekends. For now, two chapters have been written already; I plan to post the story when I have ten chapters done so you can have a taste and decide if it is something you like. For a quick taste, here is the prologue: Spoiler Chapter 1Death and Rebirth My name is Leon, and currently, I am in the line, waiting for reincarnation And no, I am not joking. Right now, I am floating along hundreds of others, forming a straight line on a rainbow road in the middle of the grand nothingness. I tried looking left, right, up, and down, but there was nothing but the infinite cosmos and the rainbow road under my feet. Or well, under me, as my feet are mangled, facing the wrong way both of them. I can see the bones sticking out, but I feel no pain, and they aren't bleeding. Maybe because my hand is also not where it should be, but being held by my only remaining arm right next to my innards, hanging out of my stomach. "Dude what the hell happened to you?" I hear the man behind me ask. Turning my head around, I met the eyes of a middle-aged guy with half of his face missing and his brain hanging out like some kind of jelly, trembling as he moved. "I was run over by an FMTV." "What the hell is that?" He recoiled, almost letting the brain slip out from his skull. "A military truck from the past century. The damned driver was an amateur when we were getting it out of storage! The idiot floored it, and it ran me over, blew me into pieces like some kind of pinata!" "Damn but from the past century? Do you mean from the 1900s? Some kind of cold-war era shit?" "Eh?" I chuckled, "From the 2000s!" "That isn't past century! It's 2004! Dude, you got rocked in the head by that truck!" "What 2004? It's 2144! I think you have some brain damage, mixing up the numbers of the calendar!" "Fuck you; you mangled cheese tart!" He shouted, with one hand holding against his brain, making sure it stayed there. "And what happened to you? "And what happened to you?" I chuckled, "Looked into the barrel of a gun?" "It wasn't discharging!" "Bwahahaha! Fucking idiot!" I burst out laughing, making some of the others turn towards us, joining in on the fun too. "Fuck you!" He blew out from his nose, hitting me, and my already bad remaining arm slipped, and I dropped my head. I saw it falling to the deep nothingness, seeing the road grow smaller and smaller, hearing the guy say it wasn't his fault Idiot. Not that it matters. I died, and probably these are my last hallucinations before dying. My mind's manifestation displays the idiot who rode through me with that monster of a truck. Just when I was starting to get my life into order. I got myself a degree in Robotics of Past and Present, and finally, I could afford a gene enhancement from the money I made from being hired by the military. Bye-bye memorizing books, and I could simply use my brain like a search engine, remembering every book I ever read and they say you can't pay-to-win in real life! I was even courting a cute girl; everything was too good to be true haaah "Error. Contamination on the Cosmic Reincarnation System." A voice said, coming from every direction. Great now my severed head has become contaminated. You know what? Fuck you too! "Beginning cleaning process." Even if I wanted, I couldn't scream as an otherworldly force washed me over and made my head disappear, leaving me with only my brain there, continue falling downwards. I don't know how I remained conscious, but I was still seeing, hearing, and smelling everything. "Error. Contamination is passing by the Realm's border. Abandoning process, initiation reincarnation. Finding empty host." Huh? I wanted to ask something, but then with a poof, everything was gone and turned extremely dark. Was my brain finally destroyed too? Or no I was still here. W-wait I hear something. Sloshing? Muffled voices? "...!" I managed to open my eyes, and I saw tiny hands before me floating in some fluid in the dark while I also saw an umbilical cord attached to my body. Shiiiiit Am I an embryo?! Wait the fact I can open my eyes and the shape of my body this should be possible around well at least around week 27! Did my brain get dropped into it? Was it empty? Or did I squash the previous occupant? Damn it! I need answers! Maybe it was my trashing that made it happen, but I suddenly found myself getting pushed out getting born. I wanted to curse, but I couldn't I was simply hoping that if all this was real, I was not too early collapse I don't have a cover yet, but Deltanz was kind enough to make some images of the cast that is in so far! The MC's mother, Louise: Spoiler collapse His father, Kalash: Spoiler collapse And the MC, Leon by me: Spoiler collapse I hope you will look forward to this story; I will share more information in the upcoming days, depending on how I advance with the writing! And if you would like to support me and my writing, I would be happy if you checked out my Patreon. Thank you, everyone!