Chapter 1: Previous Lives
On February 21st, 2020, I died. It was a normal day when all of a sudden I was struck by a truck and left to die on the side of the road. It was not fair! I was coming so close to world domination! Jokes aside, I died, and there was nothing I code do. Of course, that's discounting the fact I was offered to be reincarnated by an ASB/ROB. I of course, in my childish mind of back then, accepted, and right before I left he quickly sputtered out 'wait, not that many lives!!!' and that was all I heard of it. I wouldn't understand what he meant until a while later, but I found myself in the body of the newly crowned 'Emperor' Komei. I was just a child, So I had to wait a while until I could do anything, but by the time I could, I fired everyone and began my plan.
I spent my first few years modernizing Japan, not just up to what the world was currently, but in other ways that I knew of, such as Penicillin, ballpoint pens, you know, the necessities. Not only that but I married a noble-woman from Europe, who had run away from her family. Adding all of this and the Shogun was not happy with me. I was 'out of line'. Let's just say It didn't take long for his head to find it's self placed on a spike, and The 'Empire of Japan was proclaimed! My first act was the 'Peaceful' Annexation of Joseon, and by 1857 I manipulated the British into, yes you guessed it, a THIRD OPIUM WAR and Rampaged across northern China, taking the whole of Manchuria and much of the northern Providences, with of course the British stamp of approval.
I then opened Japan to the British AND the Americans exclusively, the Americans were thrown in because I wanted anime and manga, because I was a weeb in my previous life and still was. I died in 1915, my last act being to join in WWI for the eastern providences of Germany. My grandson, (whose father died before he was born, and his mother in birth) Kanraku took over. It was a major joke that I was craving cheese when naming him and joke that was true. He was married to a British princess, though the British only accepted the proposal because they feared me and my growth. the fact I threatened to join the Germans was enough to get them to accept.
And thus my life in said world ended, and a new one began. This time I was reborn as the Outlander in the Star Wars the Old Republic series. I mostly stuck to canon, though I changed a few things, such as the fact I killed Koth and took his ship, making sure Lana thought he had died in a fight with Zakuul. After all was said and done I lived a peaceful life, leaving the Jedi order, married Lana, and lived life in the lap of luxury.
After this I had about 5 uneventful lives, living as a Roman Emperor, made Ulm the undisputed powerhouse of the medieval world... oh yeah, I even crushed Islam before It could even become popular, and enforced Christianity from Iberia to Calcutta! But those lives really didn't matter, My next life I found myself in the Star Wars world yet again. I assumed it was a different universe from the former, just like in the other lives, but this time I found myself surprised. All of my actions were recorded in history, and one of my descendants was the Chancellor! But of course I was not of my old bloodline, I was in the body of Zakrahn Bukrum, otherwise the son and apprentice of Darth Zannah. I of course went to where I hid all my goodies, The Gravestone, my old lightsaber, even the plans for a fleet.
Though I didn't plan on doing anything with these. They mattered not. I killed my mother and Traveled the galaxy. Took on an Apprentice named Zash and lived my life plainly. At one point I gave up my title as Darth and had Zash named Darth Zash, told her to fuck off and went back to where I hid the Gravestone and the other goodies. I trained in the force, made that Replicator I was so fond of in my first life. Though It needed a lot of work I connected it to the force. Basically it made the force think something was supposed to be there, and since it 'wasn't' there it forced the air molecules into the desired product.
Hard as all fuck to make, but It was worth it, as I found myself basically printing food, Durasteel... basically anything I wanted. In fact, If it wasn't for the fact I lived on the very edge of the galaxy, so far deep into unknown space that no-one even knew the name of this planet, then I would be a sextillionaire. Though I died once again, again of old age. My skeleton sitting in the chair of the Gravestone, to sit until I reincarnated again, or someone discovers my stash, though it was impossible.
My next life began differently than most of my other lives, infact only my second life did I come unto such as this. "Luke? Luke!!" I found myself on the sands of Tatooine, and the memories of this body simply answered my question as to who I was. I was Luke Skywalker, the first protagonist of the Star Wars series.
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Duckman The rest of the series won't be like this. I am transferring this story from another site, and will be doing so today. Though not before passing out. Im tired. -~-
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