Me and My Demons

A Progression Portal Fantasy Series

I was a Hunter, and I honored the Code. For my services to humanity and for leading a ‘proper’ life, I was to be rewarded. A new life after death, and a new world to give me some well-deserved rest.

But something went wrong. Once again, I must fight. The Monsters that face me here are far more terrifying than those of my past life. They are cleverer, crueler, more unpredictable. And their name is…

I am Monster Slayer Fifth Class, Baron Alexander Galaxius. I’m still a baron with no barony, lands or family ring.

Just like my past life, this one hasn’t given me anything on a silver platter. I’ll have to use my own strength to create the world I need. Once more...

I need my manor, I need my family ring, I need my Family, and I need your motorbike...

My body grows stronger, my spirit levels up, and my old skills haven’t gone anywhere. Finally, people I can trust are gathering around me.

Mighty enemies? Sure, they exist too. But not for much longer...

Family manor – check!First Family Sword – present!Pets – a whole menagerie!Enemies – more and more!Friends – some, thank the Code!Money – oops... I need more gold! And a Family Guard! And a housekeeper! And a gardener, and... Hey, wasn’t this world supposed to be my vacation!?

Epicenters have activated all over the planet, and the Rifts are behaving unpredictably. It might seem time for humanity to unite before this shared threat, but there are too many people who care about nothing but their own interests!

That’s fine for the noble Families, but far from fine for a Hunter who has always cared first and foremost for the good of humanity.

Well, nothing for it – time for this world and its humanity to change. What do you mean “We don’t want to”!? Like anyone asked you...

The next book of the series! The Hunter’s Book 7:

It seems Irkutsk Oblast is getting a little too crowded for our hero. Yes, he has found his home here, for now deprived of caring feminine hands. Yes, nearby is the Epicenter, a perfect training ground.

But the trouble is, the young baron has begun to draw attention from the powers that be, who plan to use Galaxius and his capabilities for their own – not always humane, – ends...

As our refined aristocrat of a hero would “Screw it, good luck to ‘em!”

The threats I've been facing in this world, well, it's like playing whack-a-mole.

The local aristocrats are still conspiring to put roadblocks in the path of the ever more powerful Bulatov Family. And then I have the offworlders from another world — they haven't gone anywhere, either.

They're still opening portals and sending through invaders, although, thus far, these attacks have been isolated grabs for loot and prisoners. A portal opens, offworlders dash out, get what they can, and retreat.

For me, the offworlders have generally been an irritant and not much more. In contrast, the aristocratic enemies within my new world have consumed far more of my energy. That being said, it looks like now, the offworlders have managed to unite, and take over the city neighboring Arkhangelsk.

Does that mean that it is now time for me to turn my attention to ushering out the guests from another world? And will this offworld threat force these local aristocrats to drop their hostilities and band together against our common enemy?

Hard to say, but, like usual, I can only really count on myself and my forces.

Let’s just hope I have what it takes to get the job done!

Mikhail isn’t greedy, no! He’s simply thrifty, practical. And he cannot fathom how anyone can leave trophies behind on the battlefield. No way does that mean he’s stealing them! And of course Mikhail isn't a slave master! Although those who he corralled into signing service contracts might not agree.

The earth mages, for example, who are still busy erecting all sorts of structures toward the successful development of Mikhail’s county. They work in three shifts with no days off.

Meanwhile, Mikhail continues to attract the notice of the emperor, who has even invited him to the capital for a reception....But is that a good thing? And how will the other aristocrats feel about it?

To anyone looking on, it would appear that a certain very young count is beset by too many enemies, especially considering that his Gift has nothing to do with combat. It’s as if the northern region that houses his county is a magnet for offworld invaders. But his enemies also include his competitors, and, of course, neighboring aristocrats who seek to seize the lands and assets of this impudent upstart, this Count Bulatov.

Only what does the count himself think about all this? It would seem that he shrugs off any concerns. You see, he knows full well that it is he who is a threat to his enemies. And if they fail to understand this, that's their problem.

Why, oh why, are so many loath to have dealings with Healers? In other worlds, at least, everyone knows how powerful Healers of his rank are. But why is it no one realizes how great Healers are at negotiating and concluding contracts? And, moreover, they’re fabulous managers.

Although that might well be why there are few who want to do business with them. Not when they can make geese work. And if Mikhail can force poultry and pigeons to work for him, what hope do mere people have of not falling into bondage under him?

Prince Boschild of Liechtenstein. A man chosen by the emperor himself to maintain order in this small principality. However, the Empire’s glorious ruler clearly underestimated Boschild’s greed and ambition.

Before I, Theodore the Babylonian, arrived in Liechtenstein, things had been plain sailing for the prince. He’d just carried on taking care of state matters, not forgetting to take care of himself in the process. What’s more, he’d been bringing our enemies’ long-term plans to fruition as he did so, which would have ended… very badly indeed. Both for the principality and for the Empire.

But Liechtenstein’s citizens now have me to protect them, and I won’t let anyone harm them.

Dark clouds continue to gather over the small principality of Liechtenstein. Or, more precisely, over its citizens, the common people. The aristocrats and authorities have been weaving their little schemes, and the rebels are still pursuing their own ends. All of them hide behind eloquent slogans, but in reality, they are totally uninterested in the people’s welfare.

Fortunately, however, the citizens of Liechtenstein have a protector — me, Theodore the Babylonian, along with my friends and my guard regiment.