kingdombuilding

In a world where fate is not a whisper but a presence with teeth, Dot awakens with no memory — only the blood on his hands and the knowledge that he should not be alive. Rescued from the ruins of Hidenheim, the fallen mage-realm he is blamed for destroying, Dot is marked as demon spawn. Hunted by ancient orders and shadowed by a nameless force known only as the Redman, he carries something ancient and hungry inside him — a power that heals his wounds, fuels his rage, and threatens to devour everything he touches. Joined by a broken band of outcasts — the cunning mercenary Dren, the fierce princess Yiva, and the haunted chain-wielder Sylric — Dot wanders a fracturing world on the brink of war. But every step forward awakens older evils. Demons rise where mages once stood. Armies march under the banner of a rising Infernal Monarch. And the Redman’s voice grows louder with every death Dot refuses to accept. As the lines between destiny and choice blur, Dot must answer the question that haunts him:   Is he the victim of fate… or the monster it has chosen to shape the end of all things? In a tale of grief, found family, and the terrifying cost of survival, *The Redman's Game* is a dark fantasy about a man who keeps returning from death — and the world that may not survive his next life.

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

IMPORTANT!!! If you are unsure if you want to read my book or have some misconceptions, please check out my updated review. Discord: https://discord.gg/cr2KvAPwEm *** Rael screwed up badly. One reckless gamble later, and his guild's entire emergency fund was gone. With debt collectors ready to harvest his organs, his only hope was a single leftover gacha pull. And to his genuine surprise, for the first time in a while, he actually won something. Ding! [Congratulations! Player: Quarterpounder69 has obtained the (Divine) Grade item, Eye of the Beast!] [New title unlocked! [Heavenly Attraction] (Divine)] With no other choice, he consumed the item, only to be thrown into a situation no player had ever faced before. [To ensure fairness, please select a random number. This will determine which boss monster variation you become.] 'Uh, I don't f*cking know? 69... hmm, maybe not...' [Confirmed.] 'Wait—' [Congratulations! You've chosen the Special-Type Boss Monster Variation: The Pay-to-Win Boss.] [Congratulations! You've become a Boss Monster!] Armed with broken perks like [Premium Leveling], [Premium Evolution], and [Premium Shop], Rael was thrust into the world of the VRMMORPG game he had been playing. The issue was, he went back in time, specifically, 150 days before the launch of version 1.0.

All of humanity has crossed over into the “Mist World.” Everywhere you look it’s nothing but fog, and at the beginning, all you’ve got is a flimsy little grass hut. You have to scavenge for supplies and chop wood in a dangerous wilderness, keep your campfire burning, and only then can you hang on. But while everyone else is barely scraping by, Ethan is already using divine-level hints to snag gear and claim a full-on manor territory. [East: On the outskirts of the Mist Forest, there is a Silver Treasure Chest!] [West: A hungry Lightning Leopard is waiting for your arrival!] [South: There is a Multi-Eyed Monster, and if it locks eyes with you, you’ll be turned to stone!] [North: A Golden Treasure Chest is hidden in the grasslands, surrounded by a swarm of poisonous bees guarding it.] ═❀ITS A TL❀═ Schedule: 2 Chapter/Day

Born the son of Brandon Stark "The Wild Wolf" and Serena Umber, Brandon's lover whom he married without his father's consent, who would sadly die in childbirth, the new Lord of Winterfell and Warden of North will be faced with many challenges. Will Alaric Stark succumb to the weight of ruling the north, or will he rise higher than even his ancestors since before the last Stark King knelt before the Conqueror? ------------------------------------------ Hey guys, this is my first attempt at an ASOIAF fic and while I have watched the show and read the books it has been a while so please bear with me! This story will feature a mix of elements from both the books and show. As a disclaimer, this story is an AU, there are two branches of House Stark that descend from the twin sons of Artos Stark and there will be no white walkers. Along with web novel, I will be posting this story on AO3 under the same name. I do not own anything pertaining to ASOIAF except for my OCs.

Due to a political move to force his family into submission, Leone was exiled to the Borderlands. A land where monsters roam, barbarians rule, and disgraced nobles are sent to die. But instead of despairing, the shameless young noble refuses to accept his fate. By sheer coincidence and terrible luck, he found himself falling from the sky, and crashing into the altar of a desperate tribe praying for a Hero. Perhaps the Goddess of the World took pity on him, and allowed him to obtain the ancient grimoire that was hailed as the Kingmaker. Armed with wit, outrageous confidence, and a kingdom-building power that defies logic, Leone begins turning the wilderness into his domain. The Nobles, and the King of Britannia, who sent Leone to exile have no idea that they have made the biggest, and greatest mistake of their lives. Out of all the things they did, they sent the future Hero King to the perfect place where he can build a kingdom of his own... A kingdom that will take the world by storm! -------- Join me in Discord!: https://discord.gg/UesrNGmKWz

Fuck the communists, fuck the Nazis, fuck the fascists, fuck the liberals, fuck the socialists, fuck the politicians, and fuck the nobles. I tried to be helpful. I tried to change things. But there was always a “but,” always a “no,” always some problem. ENOUGH… I’m not going to sit back and let some fucking idiot decide what I’m supposed to do with my life. No more of these idiots treating me like a piece on a board. I’ll run my own life. I’ll stabilize this system that’s falling apart, PERMANENTLY.

William watched his family get slaughtered at the dawn of the Apocalypse. A demon placed his brother’s beating heart on his lap before death claimed him. For reasons unknown to him, he woke up inside a novel with a strange and powerful system bound to him. "For all the demons in existence, I will become their End" "And for those who brought apocalypse, I will become their apocalypse" ---------------------- Extra Tags: #cultivation #magic #apocalypse #elements #Romance #violence #Dragons #elves #pheonixes #beasts #bloodlines #bloodboiling #weak to strong #demons #demonhunting #multiverse #universe #cheats #fastpaced ————⁜⁜⁜⁜———— HAREM INFO: #no Yuri and no incest, not NTR, not all women will be part of MC's harem. Some heroins are obsessed with mc. Romance is not the main focus of the story. ————⁜⁜⁜⁜———— For more arts go to discord. DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/mpqZNPbam7 Kofi - https://ko-fi.com/hiddenslayer

I was reborn as Portgas D. Ace, the son of the Pirate King. In the original story, I was supposed to live in the shadow of my father’s 'sin,' join Whitebeard as a loyal son, and die with a hole in my chest at Marineford. To that, I say: Screw the plot! I didn't come to this world to be a tragic footnote. I was born with a soul mutation that grants me two Devil Fruits, a monstrous reserve of energy that never fades, and a Conqueror’s Haki that screams for the world to kneel. I’m not playing the 'Good Son' for Whitebeard, and I’m certainly not running from the Marines. I’m founding the Eclipse Pirates. I don't care about the Pirate King's throne—I'm going to be the only Sovereign this sea has ever seen. The era of 'The Son of Roger' is over. The era of the Eclipse has begun. [OP MC | Dual Devil Fruits | No Whitebeard | Ruthless Progression]

Calamity strikes the Five nations of Ylbunish. As the wicked forces of The Darkness slips through the defenses of hierarchy, It is only a matter of time before the illusion of peace sways away to leave chaos and ruin behind it. But hope subside, for The Spear, the only force who ever resisted The Darkness, has not fallen yet, and its final members must now unite to prevent the tragedy that's upon them.

Matthew is your average transmigrator — except he's somehow ended up as a shareholder in Umbrella Corporation. In the Marvel Universe. Don't ask how. He doesn't know either. With Thanos on the horizon, the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. breathing down his neck, and his fellow shareholders actively trying to kill him, things aren't looking great. His one saving grace? A system that rewards him for raising people's "Happiness Index." The catch: every reward the system hands out is a bioweapon. T-Virus. G-Virus. Extremis. Blacklight. The list keeps growing, and none of it screams public welfare. Fortunately, his system comes with a workbench — perfect for turning weapons of mass destruction into something a little more... palatable.

Give me some ideas or references for the future plot of the story! If you wanted to read 20 Chapters ahead and more, be sure to check on my P-Tang12!!! >English is not my main language as you all will see >Will try my best to make the story enjoyable and can not promise that everyone will be happy as let's be real not all can be pleased >The early chapters will be a bit slow-paced for the continuity of the story From, Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lie Fan was a Normal High School student who loves The Three Kingdoms History, He already plays all of the three kingdoms games and read the Romance of the three kingdoms. When he was walking home from school he encounters a very strange necklace in the street, when he takes the amulet he was reincarnated to the three kingdom era which was 17 years before the beginning of the yellow turban rebellion “Finally I can change the course of history!” Follow Lie Fan in his struggle to rewrite history with the help of a system

(20 Chapters More Go Check On P-Tang12!!!) Alex is an avid Skyrim player, he have played the game numerous times and roleplays all kinds through it with mods of course. But when he was trying to break the games economy with a bucket, a vendor, and a prayer, his computer electrify him to death and when he woke up, he wasnt Alex anymore, but Aerion a High Elf or an Altmer for those hardcore Skyrim roleplayer or lore lover. To his happiness, he also wasn't the Dragonborn, because while spamming shouts of FUS ROH DAH are fun, being the center of attention of literally the entire world is a pain in the ass if ist real world and not a game world. Now he found himself have a system and mods, what can these transmigrated gamer do with the powers bestowed upon him, will he break the real world like in the game or something else, found out by following his journey across the land of Tamriel.

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Wilson Thymes, the once-naive heir of a powerful noble family, was executed for crimes orchestrated by his treacherous lover, Prince Alphonsus Gio Helme. Having lost his sight, his family, and his life, Wilson died knowing the devastating cost of misplaced affection and trust. In his final moments, he regretted the path he had taken, wishing for a chance to protect his loved ones—and to become the villain everyone had accused him and his family of being, if that was what it took to ensure their safety. Ten years before the tragedy struck, he was sent back in time. No longer softhearted, he vowed to use his knowledge of the future to destroy anyone who stood in his way.

What will happen when billions of people from Earth get isekai'd to a place called Endless Continent where Magic reigns supreme, are given a castle and an initial unit to fight for hegemony & immortality? Let's find out through the eyes of our protagonist, Kazehaya Haru, a fresh University Graduate who gets lucky and is assigned the powerful Angel Race as his troops. Become A Member At My Patreon For Access To Upto A Hundred Chapters Ahead. (MULTIPLE CHAPTERS A DAY IF YOU'RE AN ADAMANTITE TIER OR HIGHER MEMBER.) » PATREON.COM/LORDARCHDUKE THIS ISN'T ACTUALLY A FANFIC BUT SINCE I WANT TO KEEP THIS WORK FREE, SOME OTHER AUTHORS RECOMMENDED ME TO PUT IT HERE AS WELL. I'M A NEWBIE SO PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO POINT OUT ANY MISTAKES YOU SEE. P.S. This is a translation. This is NOT my novel.

Aegor was mysteriously transported to Westeros and forced to join the Night's Watch. Struggling to survive in the brutal north, he knows the legends of the White Walkers are true and senses their imminent return. As the realm edges toward chaos, Aegor must choose between escaping his fate or standing against the coming apocalypse. #No Cheats #Slow-Paced ___ All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Join My Discord: https://discord.gg/rQeZW7gZ4s

They thought they were logging into the ultimate sci-fi VRMMO. They had no idea they were the unwitting champions of a starving, newborn Chaos God. [Welcome to Epoch 40k: Mecha] The developers promised glorious mechas, interstellar colonization, and a grand sci-fi epic. Instead, players are dumped into a rotting nightmare where the tutorial involves dodging Ork raiding parties for scrap metal, and the local NPCs chant religious litanies just to repair a rusty tractor. Behind the curtain, however, a newly awakened Chaos God named Lucian Sanctus is desperately pulling the strings. Sitting at the absolute bottom of the Warp's food chain, Lucian needs to harvest emotional energy to survive. But feeding openly means drawing the ire of the established Chaos Gods—especially Slaanesh, as he knows she would love nothing more than to devour a fledgling deity before he can become a threat. His brilliant, desperate solution? Summon gamers from Earth. By disguising a grim, unforgiving reality as a virtual sandbox, Lucian can safely gorge himself on their gamer rage, triumph, and gacha-induced despair without the Emperor or the Chaos Gods noticing a thing. Armed with a total disregard for their own lives, a terrifying penchant for exploiting bugs, and a deeply questionable moral compass, these "players" have formed the Red Dawn guild. The galaxy might be a decaying cesspit, but they have sworn to fix it... or accidentally establish a brand-new galactic empire trying. -- This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.\

"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” **** Per Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters