BeMyMoon

“Did I seriously reincarnate as a prince..?”

Felix was reincarnated as Lindarion Sunblade, a prince of Eldorath, destined for greatness—or so they say. 

In a world where magic and swordsmanship rule. True power is everything, and the strong shape history. But strength isn’t given, it’s earned. 

With a System awakening within him, one that pushes his limits with deadly quests sometimes, helps him with skills, he refuses to be just another noble in a gilded cage.

Trials await, enemies lurk in the shadows, and even among his own kind, power breeds conflict.

But he will rise. Not just as a prince—but as a ruler, a warrior, and a legend over the entire world.

Reincarnated as an Elf Prince

The containment sigils flared for an instant—then collapsed. A wave of alchemical energy rushed outward, cold and sharp, like fingers pressing against his skull.

Lindarion didn't move. Didn't breathe.

'That wasn't an echo. That was awareness.'

Glass cracked. The light within the flask pulsed again, stronger this time, twisting into something unnatural.

Cassian swore. "Oh, that's bad. That's very bad."

Luneth was already moving, her blade half-drawn, but Lindarion raised a hand.

Cassian snapped toward him. "Wait? For what? For it to finish deciding whether or not it wants to kill us?"

Lindarion didn't answer. His eyes remained fixed on the flask.

The glow was shifting—unstable, flickering between gold and violet. Like something caught between states.

'Alchemy preserves, but this—this is something else.'

Luneth's grip on her blade tightened. "It responded to you."

Remnant Remains