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

CH122 Brotherhood Gladiator

Three days after the Fury Family meeting, the long-awaited day of the duel finally arrived.

The duel and its high stakes had been publicly announced, not only to the pureblood members of the Fury Family but also to the citizens of their estates and fiefdom territories.

All who could travel made their way to the City of Ashes—capitol of the Fury Family, built around the majestic Ashen Castle.

Perhaps disturbingly, the city's atmosphere was more reminiscent of a festival than a looming life-or-death battle.

Merchants flooded the streets, taking full advantage of the influx of visitors. Colourful stalls lined the walkways, filled with the local specialties of the surrounding plains, hawked by smiling vendors in loud, enthusiastic voices.

Despite the carnival-like atmosphere, security was tight.