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ISEKAI CONQUEROR

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Julius Borealis was supposed to be a fictional character. A name on a save file for a online grand strategy game called Isekai Conqueror. Then he woke up as that character, sitting on a throne he designed on a Tuesday afternoon. The first thing he looked for was coffee. There was no coffee. More tragically, there was no one to blame for that. The Solar Empire, his sci-fi nation of advanced military hardware and enough firepower to level a mountain range, had been transferred wholesale into a fantasy world. A goddess informed him that he had been summoned to unite five fractured continents before something ancient and sleeping beneath the oceans woke up and ended everything. Julius had one response: "Hah... This is troublesome, And how long? Decades, at minimum." Orion is a world where the dominant technology is magic, a force his technology cannot measure or explain yet. The natives have no electricity, no engines, and no idea what a railgun is. What they do have are warriors who split the earth with a sword strike and five continental powers that have been trying to destroy each other for three centuries. Julius would very much prefer to delegate all of this to someone else. Unfortunately, no one else is qualified yet. This is the story of a reluctant conqueror leading a sci-fi empire through a fantasy world, commanding battles using doctrines never tested against magic, and complaining about it consistently and at length, because if you are going to be dragged into world domination against your will, the least you can do is be honest about how annoying it is.
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