Novels tagged with Knights

  • The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't dead. However, I was no longer in my own world. I wasn't in the underworld, any kind of heaven, or a strange afterlife. I was inside a novel I had only heard about in passing. It was a fantasy story that my subordinates always talked about. It was the story of a regular person who entered the body of the 12th prince and embarked on a journey to become heir to the throne of the Emberfield Kingdom and, eventually, the hero of the world. Throughout that journey, the 12th prince encounters mystical creatures who become his allies, assembles a motley crew of warriors, forms alliances with various kingdoms, fights against an evil organization intent on destroying the world, and even becomes the hero known to everyone across all three continents. Whenever my subordinates updated me on the story, I often heard them jokingly wish they could get hit by a truck, enter the book, become the 12th prince, and finally live out such a fairy-tale-like story instead of suffering in the real world. I always laughed and told them that the more they wished for it to happen to them, the more likely it was to happen to somebody else who didn't even want it, so instead of wishing for nonsense, they should get back to work. And as if my words were a curse- When I died, I was the one sent into the book. But the problem was… I wasn't sent into the body of the 12th prince who becomes the hero of 3 continents! I was sent into the body of the illegitimate 13th prince, an EXTRA who died within the very first chapter that had been summarized to me. As I stared at the king, the queen, concubines, and half-siblings, all wishing for his death, I only had one thought. Once I made it out of this situation, I needed to amass enough money and power to protect myself, figure out why and how I had been brought into the story, and live a peaceful and fruitful life away from all the incidents that were sure to happen if I couldn't find a way home. As for what would happen to the kingdom and the rest of the world? It had absolutely nothing to do with me. Let the 12th prince handle it just like he had in the story. I planned on living my own life.

  • Some magic is taboo for a reason… the kind of magic that can be so dangerous and takes such an immense toll that it kills you the more you use it. But Feather has been handling the most lethal and forbidden of taboo magic for centuries, an unstable form magic known as the concept of anything. Which, as the name implies, lets him do absolutely anything he wants. Yet instead of seeking recognition for accomplishing the impossible, Feather spends all his time aimlessly wandering all the many pockets of the Udimeia, doing whatever silly things he pleases. He does whatever he wants, and only ever listens to himself. With his power, who could stop him? Luckily for the world, Feather has a hobby of helping people and causing mysterious miracles, a truly marvelous guy... if you ignore all the tricks, threats, and landmarks that have now been destroyed and wiped off the map. And, of course, he hasn’t died… permanently, at least. In another hand of cards, there is Cirrus Aixon, the crown prince of Lilino and future leader of the Central Domain Alliance. A man destined for greatness since the moment he was born, he's been prophesied to save the world and stop reality from breaking, but if he's honest, he'd never wanted that burden. He’d never asked for that role to be his. But he doesn't see any other options but to live by the oracle's words, with his lack of confidence and conviction being very ugly flaws. By the time he's sent on a wild goose chase on his grandmother's order and finds himself attempting to hunt down a miracle worker that no one is even certain exists, Cirrus is just trying to focus on what's expected of him, because the very last thing he wants to do is let people down.

  • The weather was perfect that day—blue skies, no clouds. But inside, I felt like it was pouring rain. "You're overthinking it," someone might say. "It’s no big deal." But to me… it was everything. When I opened my eyes, nothing made sense. The world around me was too vivid, too familiar in a way that made my skin crawl. Magic circuits, Heroic Spirits, and the Holy Grail War—wasn't this just a story? I tried to brush it off, until I saw my reflection: shining blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a suit of armor far too polished to be cosplay. Somehow, I've been thrown into the world of Fate/stay night—but not as myself, and not even as a Master. I'm her. The knight of legends.

  • Eris devoted herself to relentless training in the Sacred Land of Swords—until she found herself carrying Rudeus’s child. That child, however, turned out to be something entirely different: a reincarnator like Rudeus, but one born with a different gender, from a different era, and of a different race altogether.

  • From the latter half of the Fate route in Fate/stay night. Against the King of Heroes, Shirou Emiya and Saber, their magic depleted, are exhausted. Shirou tries to save Saber, who is about to disappear before his eyes, by using everything he has, but... This is a submission up to the point that was previously published on another site. Although I have made corrections to line spacing and such for this submission, there are no major changes to the content. Please note that this was started with settings from before the announcement of Fate/Hollow Ataraxia (up to ~2005), so there may be discrepancies with the current Fate series.

  • The original character becomes possessed by none other than the golden one, Gilgamesh. From there, the story begins to change. I’m writing this purely on impulse, just going with the flow of my ideas.