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~ 

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Starship commander trapped in a fantasy world

(So, a centaur?... Low relative centre of gravity and high weight means I can't really use tackles, and a kick to the head might kill him outright so I need to avoid that.)

Sizing up his opponent, Dax assessed not only how to beat the 4 metre tall centaur, but how to also avoid killing him outright.

(Should be doable in about… 40 seconds?)

While Dax warmed up his joints and stretched in a somewhat relaxed manner, Goran started spinning his practice spear around as his attitude changed into that of a seasoned veteran on the level of a qiton elder, displaying the reason he was the leader of the other centaurs in a society which solely valued strength.

(... Better make that 50 seconds.)

Watching Dax's nonchalant attitude as he warmed up, Ke got increasingly more nervous as the seconds passed. While she could sense that Dax was strong, Ke hadn't seen him fight yet, therefore she didn't know for sure.

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