STAR WARS: The Heir of The High Republic - Chapter 26: The True Heirs of the Legacy

“Game user confirmation.”

-Currently game user : 1

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The 1 person the system mentions is me. That is how I could tell that this game will fail as well……. Juyeong Hong enjoys playing games more than anyone else, and is captivated by one which yields as much as the effort he puts into it, unlike his studies, where he has made no progress no matter the effort. Juyeong has bet nearly his entire life on the game and applies to be a beta tester. He is accepted for the game “Forgotten Legend” which has not been officially launched. Juyeong played with more effort than anyone and had a lot of fun, but there were seemingly no other players who had enjoyed it, so the game disappeared without a trace.

Only three closed beta tests had been done ……. Moreover, the last closed beta test involved Juyeong Hong only. Then one day, the game returned, under a new title “Revival Legend.” Then suddenly, for some unknown reason, top companies around the world begin wanting to own the rights …

My name is Tim, or it was until I died. There was no light at the end of the tunnel, no white room to choose any cheats from, nor was there any meeting with God.

I didn’t die heroically while saving someone, and I certainly didn’t get hit by a truck. My death was rather stupid and anticlimactic, I had apparently bumped my head while sleeping and passed away...

That should have been the end of the road for me, but like many self-proclaimed main characters, I joined the army of multi-dimensional travelers and was reincarnated.

Being an avid light novel and manga reader, I would have been excited about the opportunity, if not for my new siblings, who tried to kill me as soon as I was born, or for my mother, who seemed to have a thing for throwing me off cliffs. And let’s not forget my murderous father, who forced me to flatten a small country as my Rite of passage.

Oh, did I mention I was reborn as a Dragon?

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Theodore Griffith was a master of Reality. He understood the parallel universe in the form of another reality. He was aware that someone’s wish, story, or pure imagination could give birth to a new reality just like his own. Hence, he planned to find the creator of his reality by roaming among the realities. This time, he entered a new reality connected to several other realities. However, what made him certain the most was that this reality was connected to the person who created his reality. He knew that fact because of the ability he gained in this world. He could actually see people’s comments, allowing him to realize that his entire life and reality were born from a story. “Hehe. You have made a mistake in making me realize this. With the readers on my back, I can force you, the author, to make a plot for us to meet.” Theo said while giggling. “That’s why I’m counting on you guys.”

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

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