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The same story, but depicted in two completely different ways. The first one focuses more on the overall plot while the second on the very beginning. Which one is better and why? Or maybe they both need corrections?
Title: The Plasma Archmage
Synopsis:
Good news, I was lucky enough to avoid the eternal oblivion due to the help of a 'merciful' god.
Bad news, reincarnating into a dark fantasy world was a big letdown. It turned out that my soul wasn't compatible with that world's incorporeal realm, which didn't seem that bad until I realized the true meaning behind those words. I could forget about wielding magic or even becoming a mighty warrior - almost every strengthening technique used by the denizens of that world was denied to me.
Surprisingly, there were also some positives to this situation. For example, I would never forget the shocked face of that mage who tried to kill me by making my mana reserves explode. Sucker never expected me to be completely immune to his spell... since I had no mana reserves at all... damn it, I was the only silver elf in the entire world who couldn't use even the simplest magic.
However, if some other god offered me a chance to re-roll my reincarnation, I would turn him down immediately. Three reasons:
One, I obtained something incredibly precious in this new world - a soul bonded, adorable twin sister.
Two, neither of us could be truly killed as long as the other stayed alive, which really helped with our dream of building own kingdom.
Three, I had a secondary life in a post-apocalyptic world.
Now I only had to figure out how to: smuggle advanced technology to the fantasy world; deal with hordes of zombies; avoid spreading various diseases between the two worlds; convince the red-eyed gun-wielding little monstrosity to stop hunting me; resolve racial tensions between different races, or at least make them stop killing each other on sight; create a safe environment where I could spend more time with my twin sister; ignore the irritating fact that not many people took me seriously due to my lack of personal strength; uphold the deal I made with the 'merciful' god; become a prestigious mage without casting any spells; and...
... maybe I would accept the offer to re-roll after all.
Title: The Nightmarish Connection
Synopsis:
This story contains kingdom building elements, smuggling technology from a modern soul cultivation realm into a medieval fantasy world, and desperate attempts to create an aphrodisiac for elves.
The unbreakable bond between us was forged in the afterlife, while we were submerged in the river of souls.
I discovered a soul from a fantasy world that became my adorable twin sister - even though in her previous life she was racist, selfish and sadistic silver elf with serious trust issues, surrounding herself with a horde of obedient slaves.
She discovered a soul from a modern world that became her caring twin brother - even though in my previous life I was weak, lazy, and procrastinating human being with serious trust issues, walking a self-imposed path of solitude.
We hit it off right away... well almost. First, I had to explain one little misunderstanding connected with figurines and enslaved fairies. The looming vision of falling into the oblivion's embrace made our various flaws seem cute and easily acceptable.
The side effect of us working together to obtain a second chance at living turned out to be terrifying... and very lucrative.
My new life top three goals were:
Together with my twin sister, rebuild the kingdom of silver elves.
Find something suitable to appease my collector's instinct.
Survive the horrors of soul exploration, get myself a nice gun while at it.
There was also one more thing I quickly learned and had to remember at all cost:
- Never again attempt to pat the head of a gun-wielding red-eyed little monstrosity.
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