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

They moved again, faster now. The street ahead had collapsed into a crater. A pile of what looked like two carriages burned on its edge. Bodies lay scattered across the market stalls, most too broken to recognize.

Something roared behind them. Something else answered from the rooftops.

"I thought this was supposed to be a quick drop-in," Sylric said, already channeling mana into his sleeves. "You said, 'just check the area.'"

"And you said, 'I don't like cities. They always explode.'"

Another shape moved near the well up ahead, thin, twitching, crawling like its joints had forgotten how to work. A former soldier by the look of it. Now twisted. His blade dragged behind him like it weighed too much.

A spike of frost launched straight into the center of its chest, pinning it to a collapsed fruit stall.

Arrival (2)