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Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

A scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is occupying was the imperial prince of a failing empire who suddenly rose to power after a successful assassination attempt of his father. Unaware that the attack is just the beginning of what is to come. He faces many challenges throughout. Will Thomas Harrier be able to live his second life in peace while running an empire and getting it back to its former glory? Or will he succumb into a conspiracy lurking within the country's borders? Expect some: Cold war era techs. Super battleship with advanced electronics, propulsion, and fire control systems? Helicopters? Missiles? Modern medicines and equipment? AC-130? A nuke? Challenger or Abrams or Leopard? F-4 Phantom or MIG-21? Colored TV's. Everything!!! Donation link: https://ko-fi.com/sorryimjustdiamond PS. Cover not mine, I just found it on google. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, then you can reach me in the comment section.

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Alexander immediately headed to the Imperial Council Building to make a statement about the use of a nuclear weapon on the capital city of the United States.

The people of Ruthenian would surely demand an answer as to why he ordered such a call by dropping a bomb that kills tens of thousands in an instant. Some would view it inhumane and cruel, but this is a war against the Black Hand, the only way for the world to gain peace, which the Black Hand continuously disrupts, is to make your hands dirty as well. 

Twenty minutes later, Alexander arrived at the Imperial Council Building. A crowd of journalists surged around him, wanting to get a statement for themselves while their cameraman captured the moment.

Even when Rolan is not around, the Imperial Guards still do their job flawlessly, keeping the journalist away by moving in a formation that encircled the emperor, their hands linked tightly, acting like a chain that no people couldn't no hope of breaking in.