Gamma420

After crash landing in what turns out to be a fantasy world, the orbital marine Dax will have to fight the powers that
occupy the world to reclaim the technology that got stranded along with him and eventually repair his crashed ship
to return to his own world.
On the way he discovers the rule breaking power of mana, a special particle that seems naive to the world he now
is a part of. Feeling seriously outgunned Dax places a priority on regaining his lost weaponry that is scattered
throughout the world, ranging in size and effectiveness from electromagnetically powered assault rifles,
powered exoskeletons and autonomous drones from the size of a spying UAV to heavy assault ships.
But the marine is not alone in his search those weapons, the powers of the world he now finds himself a part of is
quickly realizing that something outside their realm of understanding has graced the planet and that those artefacts
trapped inside large floating black sphere’s hold vast strategic value. Dax is then faced with a complex problem,
he must secure the technology that he needs to leave while at the same time make sure the tools of war from his world is not misused at the cost of being made a target by powers he fails to fully understand.

On his way Dax will have run ins with various powers, some of them hostile, some of them a bit more amenable to persuasion and mutual cooperation. After all, what is a knight, king, angel, demon or grand wizard to a railgun or even a tactical class high energy laser in orbit?

They’re soft targets.


For the record, English is not my first language, so there might be some spelling/grammar mistakes here and there. I’ve been getting better at writing over the last year or so, and have plans to go back and edit my old chapters, but it’s really hard to find the time.

Also, check out my discord server if anyone of you wants to trash talk me with a faster response time~ 

https://discord.gg/n9Xbn7k

Starship commander trapped in a fantasy world

"Contact front, 600 meters… It's more monsters."

Voicing a short report out of nowhere, Dax's two travel companions already knew very well what to do as they stopped walking while the qiton broke into a sprint left heavy footprints in the dirt road below.

(Ehh?~ but Dax, I've had enough of monster blood already! It's been all the same for a few weeks now.)

(Yeah it has, I've also gotten thoroughly tired of them by now…)

For the last few weeks, Dax had been travelling towards Greendale with his new cover in tow, moving through countless small cities of the fringe of Empire territory the qiton had fought and killed so many monsters now that he almost hoped for some bandits at this point.

(12 this time… Do you want to sit this one out?)

(Yes please~ I'm thoroughly tired of junk food at this point.)

Journey to Greendale