It's a decent story and also a sound and firm character development. The author also updates regularly (at least so far, unless he drops this) The writing quality is decent, but I feel like the author could use more pronouns in his narration, like for example - When Xavier is doing some action or when it's his pov, there's no need to mention his name frequently. Keep improving, bro. -Indian_Painter
Terminology didn't exist but it was heavily used to adapt gunpowder machines, fortress, architecture etc.. most notably people used to sketch machine parts to recreate it or make it better
Harsha met Anand's gaze steadily. "The ships are indeed third-rate, but they provide a foundation for building our naval strength. With these ships, we can improve our training, fortify our coastal defences, and even reverse-engineer their technology to develop our own superior vessels. Simply having more silver does not equate to naval power. This deal is about long-term strategic advantage, not just immediate gain."
War · Indian_Painter
Will come back when you have more chapters XD
usually the transition from a normal modern person to another world is hard
His thoughts soared as he realized the magnitude of the opportunity before him. "I'm not just living history; I'm part of it. I can change it." Determined to alter the course of events and prevent India's fall, Asher made a silent vow to himself: "This time, I won't let 'The Golden Bird' be plundered. I will change history."
War · Nagra01
always the truck lol
They shared a brief, knowing smile, but their lighthearted conversation was abruptly interrupted when a truck barreled toward them at high speed. Without a second thought, Asher pushed Meena out of the way, only to be struck himself. As he lay on the cold ground, his vision fading, his thoughts were not of pain but of regret.
War · Nagra01
At 8 PM, Asher snuck out of his room, checking carefully to ensure no one saw him. The campus of GNDU, with its tall, historic buildings and lush green lawns, was quiet at this hour. He made his way to the front gate, where Meena was waiting, leaning against the brick pillar. They exchanged greetings and began walking toward Simran's house, just two kilometres from the university.
War · Nagra01
U messed up the novels no?
Thank you ;]
Thank you ;]
Kind of busy bro with life. I can't do a mass release anytime soon.
Empire of India: Rise of the Ruthless Prince
War · Indian_Painter