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The Musings of The Silver Fox

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Alternative Title - "Since I’m Reborn in Another World’s Oldest Country By My Ancestor, I Guess I’ll Have To Settle On Being ‘Racist’" Through the years of my past life, the moment I was born, you could say I watched and observed things coming from this person whose family being influential yet low-key and hidden. It was a practice started by my famiglia's first patriarch for the purpose of expanding the network of our famiglia's business and intelligence with layers of front organizations and entities handling the operations as the 'public face'. Our famiglia's first patriarch, he was the starter of everything and the one who set the foundations of our famiglia while we continue building and expanding his foundations. During my breaks, and vacation, from my other occupation, I play a certain game. The game itself while it is a fantasy and having a magic, it served as one of my training tools, knowing that the reality I live in does not have magic, and the reality itself, for example, me, able to go the speed beyond Mach 10 without devices. One day while partially drunk after drinking beer cans, my device suddenly had a reincarnate to another world offer by none other the first patriarch himself. After reading and understanding, I accepted it, reincarnating to the world similar to the game I used to play. From there, as a reincarnated citizen of Blue Star's oldest civilization and state under the same ruling royal dynasty, after reading the history books and records and many more accounted, I came to accept why the citizens of this country jokingly refer to the foreign persons from the younger countries and civilizations as 'youngsters' I'm now a full-fledged 'racist'! While I'm able now utilize full of myself , living the way I want in this new life, time to watch, learn, and replicate the swordsmanship techniques of every poor son of the gun, be it monsters, or mankind, in this world. Oh yeah, did you know there's a form of magic in this world? P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub
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