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(Cover drawn by Darkstar Dust)

After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

What readers say about Battlefield Restart: Mortal God

“Don't stop writing man. I'm still here. Nice work by the way”

DonnyjayRoyal Road4.0 / 5

“This was lukewarm in the beginning, brilliant in the middle, then went to complete shit around the time narration started flailing between a dozen different points of view, some of them apparently different parts of the same personality who fell out, split,…”

LampshadeRoyal Road2.0 / 5

Community Reviews(2)

DonnyjayRoyal Road

★★★★ 4.0

Don't stop writing man. I'm still here.
Nice work by the way

LampshadeRoyal Road

★★ 2.0

This was lukewarm in the beginning, brilliant in the middle, then went to complete shit around the time narration started flailing between a dozen different points of view, some of them apparently different parts of the same personality who fell out, split, swapped genders, split again, remodeled reality? fought, split only this time for real, somewhat recombined? . . . I skimmed after I lost the ability to determine whether the dialogue is taking place in their head or between physical characters . . .
Story, characters, world building, all sacrificed for the sake of this dissociative gladiatorial Stockholm maybe-godhood-incest . . .
My friend once told me about an invaluable piece advice from his father, that when he's feeling maudlin, for example absorbed in the difference between identity and self, he should drink two liters of water and wait a few hours to take the best piss ever, or just go hungry till dinner.
Also, who the fuck is Bob?