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The Great Upstart Lord

In a fracturing kingdom where royal power wanes and ambitious dukes maneuver for advantage, fifteen-year-old Ramis Mervyn carries the weight of a name that once commanded respect. His family, ancient barons of the North, were once Dukes who ruled vast territories with armies of knights. Now they travel to the capital's grand celebrations in a farmer's wagon with twelve men in rusted mail, their silver reduced to a single clasp, their pride all that remains of former glory. The occasion is Princess Arielle's coming-of-age ceremony—a week-long festival that draws every noble house in the realm. But beneath the pageantry, a succession crisis brews. King Aldric III, weak and indecisive, has four sons and no chosen heir. The kingdom's three dukes are already choosing sides: Duke Aldren of the South backs the eldest prince and tradition; Duke Marric of the West supports his warrior friend Prince Lorian; Duke Corvan of the East plays kingmaker through his daughter's marriage to the crown prince. Each faction schemes and maneuvers, while the North—fractured into squabbling counties and baronies with no duke to unite them—becomes the prize that could tip the balance of power. For Ramis, the celebration becomes a crucible. When a newly-risen count's wife publicly humiliates his mother, mocking the Mervyns' fall from grace, he faces his first true test. Defend his family's honor and risk making powerful enemies, or swallow the insult and accept their diminished place in the world. His choice—to stand up with both courage and calculated intelligence—sets in motion a chain of events that will either restore his house or complete its ruin. In the tournament's squire lists, Ramis defeats the count's arrogant son through tactical brilliance rather than superior equipment, announcing to the assembled nobility that the Mervyn heir is more than a relic of faded glory. But instead of savoring his victory, he makes a move that surprises everyone: a public apology that demonstrates political wisdom beyond his years, winning admiration from older nobles while binding his enemies' hands. By the festival's end, Ramis has gained something more valuable than gold—the attention of Duke Aldren, the recognition of a prince, and a clear understanding of the fracturing kingdom's power dynamics. He returns to the North with a dangerous gift: opportunity born of chaos. But Ramis is just one player in a realm of many. Great Upstart Lord follows multiple protagonists through shifting perspectives as they navigate a kingdom tearing itself apart. A bastard-born hedge knight seeks to rise through merit in a world that values blood above skill. A princess realizes she's more than a marriage pawn in her brothers' games. A prince discovers that the throne he desires may cost him everything he values. Each character's ambitions collide and intertwine as the succession crisis deepens and old alliances crumble. In the North, where no duke has ruled for generations, Ramis begins the patient, ruthless work of consolidation. Through strategic marriages, military brilliance against bandits and rivals, and the calculated manipulation of the region's fractured nobility, he starts building power from nothing. Every alliance is a gamble. Every victory breeds new enemies. Every step toward restoring his house pushes the kingdom closer to civil war. This is a story of ambition and consequence, where clever young nobles discover that rising in a world of entrenched power requires more than intelligence—it demands the willingness to break conventions, betray expectations, and risk everything on a single throw of the dice. It's a tale of political intrigue and brutal warfare, of marriages made for advantage and battles won through cunning, set in a gritty medieval world without magic where only steel, gold, and ruthless ambition determine who rises and who falls. The game of thrones has many players. Ramis Mervyn is determined to be more than a piece on the board.
Usman_Mustafa_6677 · 3k Views

Umbrella Corporation: An Overlord Crossover

When worlds collide, when darkness falls, when the veil between realities tears... Ainz Ooal Gown—skeletal sovereign, undead emperor, bone-crowned king—was ripped from his realm and hurled into the unknown. Transported. Transmuted. Transformed. But he did not arrive alone. Shadows stirred. Flesh twisted. The dead... walked. Another guild clawed its way through the dimensional breach: The Umbrella Corporation—a monument to madness, a cathedral of contagion, a temple built on twisted flesh and viral nightmares. Their NPCs: not mere servants, but abominations born from the Resident Evil legacy. Creatures that shamble and shriek, that hunger and hunt. Tyrants towering like twisted titans. Hunters skittering through shadows. Las Plagas parasites writhing beneath skin, whispering promises of metamorphosis. Two guilds. Two philosophies. Two paths paved in bone and blood. Where Ainz rules through calculated control and cautious conquest, Umbrella infects—spreading like sepsis through the veins of this virgin world. Their bio-weapons pulse with unnatural life. Their viruses mutate beyond measure. Their creations know only one imperative: consume, corrupt, convert. The world trembles. The ground groans beneath their arrival. And somewhere in the darkness between these twin terrors, something stirs—watching, waiting, wondering: Which horror will herald humanity's end? Which nightmare will consume the other? Or will both devour everything? CONTENT WARNING: Body horror | Viral transformation | Existential dread | Bioweapon brutality DISCLAIMER: I do not own Overlord or Resident Evil. All rights belong to their respective copyright holders. This is a work of transformative fan fiction—where undeath meets infection, where magic meets mutation, where two brands of darkness wage war for dominion. All Rights Reserved. "We are legion. We are hunger. We are... inevitable."
Clark_Kent_3575 · 10.5k Views

Villain Awakening: Rising to the Strongest Dragon God

[ Locked: 40k+ Words ] Name's Julien Moreaux.. I died of terminal-illness at twenty-four. Woke up as the villain. Not just any villain, Auryn Ignisar, Third Prince of the Dragon Empire. The one who gets betrayed, broken, and executed in Chapter 47 of a web novel I'd read twenty times while dying---Yeah some mad re-read value...I know! Well, here's the thing: I remember everything. Every assassination. Every artifact. Every traitor wearing a loyal smile. The Hero who's coming to "save" the empire by putting a sword through my chest. But I'm not the original Auryn anymore. I have a System that sees through lies. An SSS-Rank Talent that lets me CREATE from nothing—weapons, techniques, power itself. And I have zero intention of following the script. Root out the spies? Done. Claim legendary relics before the Hero does? Already moving. Outmaneuver two older brothers who'd sell me for a political advantage? I'm three moves ahead. My province is dying. My wives don't trust me. The Empire thinks I'm weak. Good. Let them think that, while I rebuild everything from the ground up, not into what it was, but into something the novel never saw coming. Dragons inherit thrones. I'm going to forge mine from the ashes of a fate that was never mine to begin with. [ Please support with Powerstones, Golden tickets and Gifts.. it helps the story reach others (my goal) ] Tags: Transmigration, Villain Protagonist, System, SSS-Rank Talent, Dragon Transformation, Multiple Wives, Anti-Hero, Overpowered.
NullExistence · 52.1k Views

I’m the Biggest Villain in a Game-Like World

Everyone has a role in life. Some are nothing more than parasites sucking up oxygen, while others become pillars that support the worlds of those around them. Some are born to create, others to destroy, and the vast majority simply become background characters in a grand story they never quite comprehend. Only a handful ever truly understand their part. The rest spend their lives searching, or even die without ever knowing. I am one of the latter. A background character with no great ambitions and no epic dreams. My goal is simple: to live a comfortable, peaceful, and stable life. It should have stayed that way... until I was reborn inside Skyfall Cataclysm, a VR game that was banned for having visuals that were far too realistic. I woke up as Azariah Vladys Di Randal, the cursed child of a powerful noble family. That identity quickly revealed a horrifying truth. I was the Biggest Villain, the Final Boss, a monster destined to bring destruction upon the entire world. There's just one problem. Right now, I'm weak, powerless, and hunted by many who want me dead. All I want is to go home. [You will return to Earth if you destroy this world.] That was the deal. At first, I treated it like a role. A performance. Survival demanded cruelty, manipulation, and blood. But power is seductive. The fear in my enemies' eyes became addictive. The line between the character I was playing and the person I am began to fade, then vanish entirely. Now, I face a truth more terrifying than any enemy: I'm not pretending to be the villain anymore. I have become one.
Resyanto2003 · 346 Views

Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.
LittleRabbit1111 · 1.2m Views