Gbotty

In a realm rife with war and conquest, only the strong and cunning may survive. 
Planar travel has become the determinant of strength. 
Nobles and powerhouses travel the myriad planes, invading and plundering them to increase their personal strength, grow their military might and fund their endless wars.
A systems engineer and lifelong web novel reader is reborn as Alex Fury—a young noble deemed talentless by his own family. Lacking his family’s bloodline powers and warrior potential, Alex is exiled to a Mage Tower. 
His fate is clear: master magic... or lose everything.
No cheat system. No divine blessing. No hidden power.
What he does have is a mind sharpened by logic, engineering... and stories. 
Blending the System Engineering and web novel knowledge of his previous life with the Rune knowledge of his new world, Alex Fury creates a revolutionary new form of magic unique to him...
RuneTech Magic.
From Runic Artificial Intelligence to an Interplanar communication networks; From Rune-powered super soldiers to Rune-crafted Power Armours (and mechas), from new energy sources to Perpetual Energy.
With this marriage of science and technology, Alex will usher in advances previously thought unattainable in his new world, and his old one.
This is a tale of power, rebellion, ambition- and legacy.
Empires will rise to crush him. Worlds will try to deny him. But with intellect, invention- and just a spark of madness, he will carve his name into history.
Witness the birth of the Rune-Tech Sage, and the beginning of a legend that will echo across worlds.

Re: Tales of the Rune-Tech Sage

CH81 First Retainer

"I can handle myself. I don't need your pity." she said, biting her lower lip.

"Pity? Is that really how little you think of me?"

"I'm sorry, Alex. I didn't mean it like that."

"How did you end up like this?" he asked, voice low but firm. "Don't lie to me."

Asta froze. She felt something stir in the air—an invisible pressure radiating from him. It wasn't killing intent. It was something deeper.

A commanding, natural authority that tolerated no deception. A pressure that demanded truth.

"…Helmut Wastelander," Asta finally whispered. "He made me spy on you."

"How? I know you. It wasn't for money."