Alphachoas

Currently injured. As soon as i can use my arms again i shall resume writing. *Update: have two slipped discs with one pressing on my nerve root as well as arthritis. Will require surgery. Surgery March 12th*

It’s Dax’s first year at the prestigious Excelsior Academy and he is excited to attend. As is the tradition of the school every student that attends are granted nanites that will give them access to a vast network of strength and strange abilities that they could only dream of before.

However, the gifting of these nanites to Dax does not go well, and he is placed in the lowest class. His happy day was ruined, not to mention his future. The bottom class of the academy is expelled at the end of the year.

Will Dax be able to get enough points for his class to stay secure? Or will he find a way to exit a doomed class? Do his constant nightmares have anything to do with his current problems? Well of course they do you read the title. Shouldn’t be hard to piece two and two together at this point. So go read. This is a tale of an overpowered magic user reborn into a realm of science and technology. Although it is the same fantasy world, he once lived… Just far into the future.

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What?! I am the Reincarnation of the Magi King?!

"Fey?!" Dax asked, his mind raced to the words he had just said and wondered how long Fey had been standing outside the door.


She just continued to look at him, with an expression he was unfamiliar with. Finally, she rushed him and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly.


"Just kiss me you dummy." She said softly. It was not a tone that Dax was used to hearing, it sounded innocent and pure, soft and fragile, completely unlike Fey's normal voice, which was full of confidence and vigor.


Dax could feel her heartbeat as she squeezed her soft chest against his. It was beating rapidly like she had just ran a marathon, although his own heart was beating just as rapidly as hers, as if the marathon they were in was with each other.


Late Night Study Part 3