kingdombuilding

The Fates were having a normal day until they a vision in that vision they saw the end of the Gods and mortals their fellow gods barely had followers letting the mortal pray to false gods none of them are prepared for the return of the falling one or the Apocalypse that he will bring with, so The Fates decide to ask Chaos for help to create New Gods the fourth and strongest generation of Gods In this fanfiction I will change up the version of Percy Jackson version Greek Mythology to better flow with the story I'm writing

[Weak-to-Strong + Crew Building + Secretly OP] In the frozen fjords of the North, strength is everything. Kaelen was the heir to the feared Iron-Blood Clan—until the day of his Awakening. While his cousin awakened a Rank 8 Dragon-Sword, Kaelen awakened a Rank 1 Frost-Bud. A literal weed. Mocked, stripped of his title, and exiled to the frozen wasteland to die, Kaelen didn't despair. He smiled. Because the clan was wrong. The Frost-Bud was just a distraction. Hidden deep within his soul, Kaelen possesses a second, forbidden Wyrd-Spirit: The Eclipse Parasol. It is a legendary artifact lost for centuries, capable of blocking the wrath of gods and crushing mountains with its shadow. Now, hunted by the Empire and disguised as a common criminal, Kaelen must gather a crew of misfits—a conman noble, a berserker shield-maiden, and a silent skald—to uncover the "True History" of the world. They threw him out as trash. He will return as the Pirate King. "You brought a sword to the fight? That's cute. I brought an umbrella."

In a world where strength reigns supreme, an orphaned boy walks the path of power, haunted by the echoes of a war that stole everything from him. Elton Solman was once just a child caught in the flames of fate—now, he is a wanderer, a survivor, and a cultivator on the verge of awakening something extraordinary. Gifted with the Star Lightning Arts, his body and mind grow at an unnatural speed, pushing him beyond mortal limits. But in the shadows of his soul, a voice whispers—an entity both mentor and madness, urging him toward greatness or ruin. As war-torn lands stir with unrest, forgotten legacies awaken, and monstrous forces rise, Elton walks the line between legend and calamity. His journey will forge an unbreakable will, a sect of his own, and a destiny that defies the heavens themselves. But in the end, will he remain the master of his fate—or will the power within consume him whole?

Reborn into a fantasy world of magic and aura, Rowan is the second son of a ranch family living boringly in a backwater village, with no magic and no inheritance. To avoid rotting away in the countryside, he becomes a mercenary instead. Better to die fighting than waste away. After his first kill, the Black Dream awakens: a power that lets him plunder abilities from everything he defeats. But it's more than that. When he fights alongside others, their techniques become his: a master archer's deadly precision, a hunter's supernatural tracking, an assassin's shadow-step… Every ally becomes his arsenal. Ascension awaits! From the lowly dirt to the throne of the gods.

With the strongest physique in heaven and earth was reborn in a small family, with the strongest overwhelming hegemony body, mysterious and powerful golden divine pupils, from then on a road to kill all kinds of geniuses, evil, whether it is a natural genius, or a supreme evil, in front of Qin Chuan is unbeatable, proud of the world, only I! There are unearthly demons, heavenly geniuses, ten thousand year old devils, heavenly giants, but also the most beautiful people, fairies, red powder withered bones, snake scorpion beauty

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.

Verc lived a quiet, meaningless life as an office worker, counting days rather than living them. When he casually wished for excitement, the world answered with steel, headlights, and death. He awakens reborn in a pitch-black cave as something no longer human—but a vampire demon. Guided by nothing, Verc learns a simple truth of his new existence: consume, evolve, rule. By drinking the blood of others, he can steal their abilities, physical traits, and powers, growing stronger with every kill. Starting from the depths of darkness, Verc claws his way upward—hunting monsters, crushing goblins, and uncovering a brutal world ruled by strength alone. As his power grows, so does his ambition. Survival turns into domination, and domination into the rise of a new Demon King. In a world where blood is currency and mercy is weakness, Verc will carve his throne one bite at a time. Discord: https://discord.gg/kfwSu5k8GV

Finding himself Reborn as a Saiyan drifting across space, the Merun crash-lands into the martial country of the Sekigahara Confederate, a nation ruled by Martial Clans who care only for battle. Taken in by a struggling peasant family and later joining a declining clan, Merun quickly learns that in Sekigahara, the weak are trampled, and only strength determines who lives with dignity. Using his knowledge of his past life and using his growing status as a powerful martial artist, he vows to change the system that keeps it citizens suffering for the sake of war. The main character won't mess with the canon timeline too much... but for the sake of his newfound family, will he? (MC has memories of his past life as well as the MU novel, most of DBZ. However his memories are hazy and he since he wasn’t a fighter, he would still need to learn the basics.) This is a fanfic of the awesome novel Martial Unity. The main character won't be super OP so easily, I'll try to retain the balance somewhat relative to Rui.

“In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war.” The Imperium of Man endures as humanity’s final fortress. Surrounded by Xenos, Chaos, Daemons, and Heretics: Mankind survives in a galaxy that knows only suffering. Then—everything changes. Beyond the Great Rift, a new face rises. Kaiser Weinstein, The Supreme Ruler, has arrived. Bearing fragments of a civilization from a Paradox game; Stellaris, he assimilates worlds, forges order from ruin, and sets his will upon a single goal: The restoration of humanity’s golden age. And when the God-Emperor awakens from His eternal agony, he will look upon the galaxy and ask: “Is this still the world of Mankind?” ——————— Work of fiction. Fan-fiction, every right goes to Paradox Interactive and GW.

Theo Oaten never meant to die in a kitchen. Reborn into a fallen noble house on the brink of collapse, Theo awakens in a world of magic, monsters, and gods—armed with nothing but memories of baking and a silent culinary system that rewards failure as much as success. With his family drowning in debt, a town slowly starving, and divine powers watching from afar, Theo begins rebuilding House Oaten the only way he knows how: one imperfect loaf at a time. But food in this world does more than fill stomachs. As bread becomes comfort, comfort becomes strength—and strength begins to threaten the gods themselves. This is a story of survival, warmth, and the quiet power of feeding others.

Born with the ability to regress after death, Edward Vistro rose from obscurity to become the greatest Swordmaster the world had ever known. Each time he was killed, time dragged him back to the past, forcing him to relive his life again. Every death became a lesson. Every failure, a refinement. After countless regressions, Edward mastered every known sword art and spell, rising beyond kings, heroes, and archmages. Yet no matter how powerful he became, the Demon Lord always stood just beyond his reach. Again and again, he fell short. Again and again, the world ended. Now, after more than a thousand deaths, Edward makes a vow. This regression will be the last. Armed with the accumulated skill, knowledge, and despair of a thousand lifetimes, this would be the last regression of the Legendary Swordmaster — Edward Vistro. -------------------//-------------------- WSA 2026 ENTRY #Regression #War #Territory Management #Cultivation #Strong acting Strong #Royal Family #BloodPumping #Anti hero

Submerged in the emptiness of his former life, he decided to end it all to find peace... but fate had other plans. Upon opening his eyes, he is no longer who he used to be. Now he is Alexei Romanov, heir to a colossal empire on the brink of collapse, where betrayal and war are daily bread. The flames of revolution have been extinguished, but peace is merely a mirage. In the gilded halls of the Winter Palace, amidst palace intrigues and power games, every decision can change the course of history. While industrial machinery and science transform the world, the shadow of war lurks on the horizon. With a past that no longer belongs to him and a future hanging by a thread, Alexei must forge his own destiny. Will he be able to rewrite history and lead the Russian Empire to glory, or will he fall like so many before him? In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and betrayal is a whisper in every corridor, only one thing is certain: there is no room for the weak. Story by Nemryz.

Visha's life was a checklist of adrenaline-fueled firsts. Her latest 'first' ended with her arrival on the beast man continent. Armed with nothing but her system, Visha must learn to survive. Her new journey leads her to a group of beatmen who were cast out of their homes because of their 'defects'. The first thing to do is figure out how to survive the winter. From an alliance of mutual benefit to genuine friendship, Visha learns to trust the easygoing beastmen. And with their trust, she learned their secret. This world is saturated with vital energy. Now, Visha is chasing the ultimate thrill. With the system as her guide and her new tribe as her family. She's building a home, a legacy. She is building her kingdom and finding her purpose, one quest at a time. ----- DISCLAIMER: Reader Discretion Advised This is a work of fiction. All names, places and characters are products of the author's imagination. Contents include: Violence Nudity (Partial and Full) Fictitious Religious Ceremonies Non-monogamous relationship (Triad/Throuple/Polyamory)

(c) moonpsyche_, 2026. Confidential & Original Work. Plagiarism is Prohibited. The North Shall Not Fall Three lives. One final save file. In her first life, Eliana "Lia" Javier was the Empire’s most hated spoiled brat. Exiled to a frozen monster-hell by her own brothers and ignored by her cold husband, she died alone on a crumbling wall. In her second life, she and her brothers were reborn in the modern world as elite soldiers. They were lethal, traumatized, and too emotionally stunted to speak. They died again without ever breaking the silence. Now, two cosmic IT Administrators have punted them back to the beginning with a System and a mandate: "Fix your family and save the North, or we’re deleting your save files. Permanently." Reborn in the carriage carrying her to exile, Lia has exactly three hours to change her fate. She’s armed with a HUD, a psychic party chat with her brothers, and 21st-century military tactics. Lia is done playing the victim. The North is falling, her brothers are racing to catch up, and the System is watching. One wrong move, and it’s Game Over. For real this time.

The greatest height he reached still fell far too short. After meeting a lonely end as the Mercenary King Elron, he is sent back to his past as the weak young master, Eitan Reidar. This time, he refuses to be shackled. To successfully claim vengeance, he will surpass the limits of his former self and carve a new path. Not only will he raise his own strength, but he will also rally comrades both old and new to his cause. His sword shall never rest until it is bathed in the blood of the one who brought his life crashing down.

Summoner Guild Online was supposed to be the launch of the century. For millions of players, it was the ultimate escape. A world of endless adventure, legendary loot, and guild wars that would make history. But for Kai Grimer, it became a death trap. He doesn't spawn in the starting village like the others. Instead, he wakes up in the suffocating darkness of the Tutorial Dungeon—not as a player, but as the final boss. An NPC designed to be slaughtered by wave after wave of newbies farming their first XP. The logout button doesn't work. The system won't respond. And if he dies here, there's no respawn. Desperate and hunted, Kai activates his only skill, [Grand Summon]. It's a gamble: sacrifice XP to pull a random servant from across dimensions. He's hoping for something useful. A knight. Maybe a mage. Even a halfway-decent slime would do. What he gets instead is Lyra, the Abyssal Empress. [Rating: 9999 Class: World-Ending Calamity Danger Level: Apocalypse-Tier.] She's devastatingly beautiful. Unimaginably powerful. And completely, utterly insane. She despises humanity, mocks the system, and has enough power to crack continents in half. But thanks to the summoning contract, she has one unbreakable rule: absolute obedience to Kai. And somehow, that obedience has twisted into something far more dangerous—obsession. But Kai isn't running anymore. With each wave of players he defeats, he earns XP. With each summon he pulls, his army grows. Knights. Demons. Spirits. Beasts. And perhaps... more dangerous beauties who don't appreciate Lyra's self-proclaimed monopoly on their Master's attention. [You have defeated 47 Players] [New Summon Available] Trapped between overpowered summons fighting for his favor, guilds hunting his legend, and a game system that's starting to break under his existence, Kai has one goal: He won't just survive Summoner Guild Online. He'll conquer it. And if a few world-ending beauties want to fight over him along the way? Well, that's just part of being the strongest summoner.

In the world of Shinobi, tradition is law. But for a reincarnated soul in Sunagakure, tradition is a death sentence. To break the cycle of poverty and war, the village needs more than jutsu—it needs an industrial revolution. Armed with a scientific mind and a master’s touch, the protagonist redefines the art of Puppetry. Watch as he develops the manned "Mirage" platforms and pioneers a Magnet Release that bends the very iron of the earth to his will. As he navigates the deadly politics of the Five Nations and the internal resistance of the Sand’s high command, he must prove that wisdom and perseverance are the ultimate Kekkei Genkai. The desert is vast, but his ambition is greater. The era of the puppet strings is over; the era of the Magnet Master has begun. [Magnet Release] [Sage Mode] [Kingdom Building] [Technological Revolution] in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/talkfictome (+extra Chapters)

Born as the Sixth Prince of the weakest kingdom, Arin Eldoria was destined to live in obscurity. With low talent. With weak strength. With no political backing. Abandoned by the court and exiled to a distant territory, he was meant to fade away from history. But fate had other plans. After awakening memories of his past life, Arin obtained a mysterious power— The Dynasty System. A system that grows stronger not through killing enemies… But through building a bloodline. Every child he fathers brings powerful rewards. Every descendant strengthens his dynasty. Every generation raises his own potential. From a powerless prince to a rising lord. From a forgotten exile to a feared ruler. With loyal subordinates, talented wives, and genius children by his side, Arin begins building an army, a territory, and a legacy that will shake empires. In a world ruled by swords and magic… Where mages command storms, Where grandmasters dominate battlefields, Where politics is deadlier than war— Arin will rise. Not alone. But as the founder of the greatest dynasty in history.

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

The Arikasian Empire once stretched across the entire continent, but after 1000 years of domination it’s crumbling and fractured. The Second Prince, known as a failure, takes up the fight to unify the Enpire once more.