Shano_with_a_T

Andres, a middle aged father, wakes up in an unfamiliar world. With an unfamiliar name, donning an unfamiliar face. A world where mana and technology co-existed. Where humanity did not solely rule the planet. Races and creatures thought once as myths now exist as they vie for control on the once conquered world. Amidst all this confusion, a sense familiarity. As if he has heard of this place, somewhere, at a different time and place. "So God has a name? What is it again? Arcus?...." "I feel like I've heard about you before... Rowan was it?" As the pieces start falling into place... "I can't believe I got isekai'd into my son's novel..." A fate surely worse than death. 'Remember son, it's darkest before dawn.' A mantra he once used to provide a semblance of control on his life. Passed down to his progeny, has come back to bite him in an unexpected way. In order to survive and return home, he will need to prepare himself. With his knowledge of what is to come he will tip the scales ever so slightly in his favour. But there's one small problem... "Which one of my son's book am I in?"

Welcome to Ceris, a land of power and worship; A place where might is revered and weakness is not suffered. While luck has no hold in these lands, every action has its reward - regardless of morality. After years of toil, humanity now has its first king: creator of the first artifact, blessed by a dwarven lord, the first of his kind to have knelt in front of an altar. Ceris smiles upon him. Behold, humanity and its rising kingdom! The beacon heralding hope to those who would seek! But while humanity no longer stands alone, there are powers at wait, hungry for their own due. Plans that were in motion disturbed, grudges still cold and at bled, shattered dreams, shattered bodies, the loved ones bereft; No throne rises without leaving a trail of violence in its wake. Now, what would our little nomad have to do with any and all of this?