It Lives (Again) : The Off-Brand Prometheus

It's always hard to explain what a story is about, and I hate general summaries with a fairly strong passion. This is a satire of modern webnovel fantasy conventions. That doesn't make it a comedy, but it is occasionally funny. This is a Fantasy-Horror: where the horror is derived from taking all those cute little ideas that are popular nowadays and taking them to their logical and uncomfortable conclusions. A man is isekai'd, but why would his body come with him intact across worlds? His body died. No, he wakes up in the flesh of an artificial frankenstein. He's not an otaku. He's not a nerd, geek, or dork like you and me. He's just a man that's tired and understands what it means to lose. Summoned from another dimension, he is given a quest to save the kingdom from an invading conqueror. But what if neither country is the "good guy"? Now, in a universe where magic and levels exist, where everyone can gain superpowers of their own, how long will it be before he realizes that being the strongest person in the room doesn't make you safe. Expect a continuous and low-grade body-horror discomfort. Expect a tight-lipped, mature protagonist. Expect goblins. TRIGGER WARNING: Slow burn style story! Contains characters that say stuff and do things, that may be important several chapters later. Boring stuff FYI: This fiction is not being published anywhere but RR at this moment. If you find it online elsewhere, that be stolen. Y'all know the drill. This story is not to be reproduced, transmitted, or modified, except as a reasonable expectation from how I've shared it with you. No one should interpret this as permission to create derivative materials (for money), feed a machine learning algorithm of any kind, or yadda yadda. Not without permission. If I'm violating anyone else's protected intellectual property, hit me up and I'll try to fix it. Use common sense. Talk to me if you've got questions.