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A new series set in the world of the Hunter's Code andtheOrder of Architects! Have you ever watched someone's pride go up in flames? I have. It happened on the day your children screamed for help, and the only one to come to their aid was the one you had humiliated and cast out. I saved humanity...

I've finally gotten the message that this is no kind of vacation. Hell, I've had to spin around like a squirrel in a wheel! And the squirrels haven't even reached us yet . . . But I have enough headaches even without those furry little racist bastards. Everywhere I turn, everyone wants to pick...

It seems the Empire faces new challenges, and it's going to survive them. After all, it has a certain honored citizen—me, Alexander Galaxius, who won't let the massive country collapse even in the Emperor's absence. I healed the Empress. I can heal the Empire too! At least, I hope I can...

Flying with your squad to rescue your fellow soldiers under siege. Navigating your plane right into the epicenter of the fighting, only to discover that the enemy has been lying in wait, ready to ambush you all along . . . What could go wrong? Watching as your aircraft is overrun by enemies that...

Well . . . it's still not as unassailable as my old castle, which was an impregnable fortress, but the Principality of Liechtenstein is no longer quite so easy to capture, whether by the Emperor or by the Cursed Shadows. It's my home, and I've come to care about it and about the people who live...

I could have been anything I wanted: a chef, a chauffeur, a pianist, an artist, an aristocrat...but where would the fun be in that? In my past life, I'd been one of the world's greatest demonologists, and horned lords and masters of the inferno had cringed and trembled with terror at my name.

They were just a bunch of ordinary demonologists trying to summon an ordinary demon...but at the moment of summoning, something went wrong. Still, demon or demonologist—what was the difference to them, anyway? Either way, they were going to have fun.

I used to be the greatest Earth Mage in my world. The head of the entire Order of Architects. But the older you get, the more you come to realize that at some point, you need to retire, so that you can have the chance to enjoy a peaceful life and to cede your place to the young, some of whom have already turned two thousand years old . . .So that's what I did. But I failed to account for one thing: during the course of my long life, I'd accumulated too many enemies, and they had decided to spoil my retirement. So they died along with me. And I hope their deaths were final. But mine was not!

What does the Code have in store for me next? Looks like I'm never going to get to relax. This world I've ended up in is on the brink of a great war. It'll be a tragedy for its inhabitants. But I wonder . . . What will happen if this world finds itself beneath the deadly gaze of the Dark Gods?...

Liechtenstein—a tiny country located between enemy states that has, by the will of the Multiverse, become my home. I didn't choose this fate, but since this is how things have panned out, I shall ensure that the trust placed in me by the wonderful citizens of this small but proud principality...

This world never fails to surprise me! I take care of one problem only to be confronted by yet another—my unceasing enemies want what is mine. Is it that hard for them to comprehend that I, the Archmagister of Healing, can't be had so easily? Why, oh why are healers in this world seen as the weakest of the Gifted? It makes no sense to me. In my former world, everybody knew that Healers were to be respected and feared. Ah, well. It won't be long before they wish they'd never crossed my path. 

I was a Hunter, and I honored the Code. For my services to humanity and for leading a "proper" life, I was to be rewarded. A new life after death, and a new world to give me some well-deserved rest. But something went wrong. Once again, I must fight. The Monsters that face me here are far more terrifying than those of my past life. They are cleverer, crueler, more unpredictable. And their name is.

I was the most powerful healer in my world—the best, having devoted my entire life to mastering the art of healing. And yet, for whatever reason, my brother feared that I sought to claim his throne, and he marshaled his forces against me.

What could be simpler? On my very first day in this world, I was given the title of a count along with all the trimmings: a castle, name, lands and power. You'd think I had it made, but no . . . They seized my castle, took my lands, and now, I'm surrounded by enemies. Moreover, it's nothing but one headache after another with the authorities. And even though I wrested my castle back, the neighbors aren't going anywhere, and they live and breathe to tear off chunks of my land, and eliminate me, the new head of the family.

The army is no place for being idle. A bad soldier is one who can't get this into his head; one who'll do anything to get out of work, who's forever looking for a quiet corner where he can sit and do nothing. But Konstantin was not that soldier. Konstantin was always looking for ways to make...

New enemies are ganging up on me. As if the old ones weren't enough! On the other hand—whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Alexander Galaxius is a name well known in the region of the Epicenter, mostly for the fact that I punish people who tick me off. Looks like I have a foreign...

Before, everything was different. I was reborn, I summoned my Drone Swarm, and I got back to my usual business—saving the Universe, obviously. Now, it's all changed. Instead of my usual full power, I'm taking little steps to get stronger. Instead of my all-conquering Swarm, I've got drones...

Mikhail's power had only grown with every new day, and his Family was also flourishing. However, so were their enemies. New ones had emerged, and old ones who'd long ago written them off were now stirring. But really, was this a problem? He was a healer, and there was always a remedy, and mandatory "treatment" could not be stopped! Indeed, his enemies would pay handsomely for it. At least, whatever remained of them.

I was the most powerful healer in my world—the best, having devoted my entire life to mastering the art of healing. And yet, for whatever reason, my brother feared that I sought to claim his throne, and he marshaled his forces against me. Anyway, it doesn't matter, all the same I'd been...

Aber wie sollte ich schnell zu Geld und Ansehen kommen? Nicht durch Raub und Mord, schließlich war ich ein Baumeister. Handwerk und Baukunst – das war unser Ding! Und es war Zeit, mein Imperium wiederaufzubauen. Okay, ganz ohne Raub und Mord würde das vielleicht nicht vonstattengehen, schließlich hatte ich immer noch Feinde.