kingdombuilding

Earth 2022 - The earth continues to turn, the luminescence refracting from the sun making the blue marble appear lustrous against the deep background. A seemingly normal time for mother Earth, but that is about to change due to one special young man... Leon. A new era for Humanity is about to be ushered in but with it comes new challenges. Challenges greater than ever before, but for the sake of progress and with the overwhelming power of innovation Leon has with his system. Only time will tell if humanity can break the shackles of their world, and conquer the Galaxy or even the universe. Maybe even break beyond the bounds of this universe and into what lies beyond... ---Author Notes--- Hello, everyone LordJ here. This will be a long story, updates will probably be only once a week initially, though this may increase down the line. I really appreciated any feedback as I am a novice/new writer, though keep it positive, constructive or both if possible. Let me know if something doesn't look good or something sounds wrong/doesn't make sense etc. I really appreciate it. Thank you for reading my book, I love all my readers and thank you for your support. :)

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri

Alix, a devoted player of Strongest Kingdom, finds himself reincarnated as his in-game avatar—the powerful and fearsome Demon King—in a mysterious and unfamiliar world. Armed with his gaming prowess and a penchant for stirring up trouble, Alix must navigate a realm fraught with danger, intrigue, and opportunity. As he discovers the secrets of his new domain, forms alliances, and faces relentless foes, one thing becomes clear: chaos follows wherever he goes. Will Alix rise to become the ultimate ruler, or will his wild antics lead to his kingdom's downfall? Join him in this thrilling, action-packed adventure where strategy, humor, and epic battles collide!

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.

Even if you’ve never watched The Walking Dead, you can still enjoy this story! 【Realistic Apocalypse + The Walking Dead Setting + Independent Protagonist】 【Base Building + Survival + Adventure | 】 After transmigrating into the world of The Walking Dead, she becomes the younger sister of Leah from the Reapers—someone who was supposed to die before even appearing in the story. Calista seems to have drawn the worst possible script… a doomed background character. But that’s fine. The situation is still salvageable. The first thing she does after waking up? Cling to the Reapers and secure their protection. While Rick’s group is still struggling with questions of morality and humanity, Calista is already rebuilding order through sheer force. The Governor dares to provoke her? Bombard him. The Whisperers? Erase them. The Commonwealth and CRM? Move aside. Rick stares at his shabby camp in confusion. “Why is everyone running to her side?” Negan flicks the blood off Lucille as the gates of Rock Fortress slowly open behind him. “Damn… because following her means you actually thrive.” Starting with the Reapers as her foundation, Calista rises from a winery stronghold to become a ruler of the apocalypse. From the United States… all the way to Europe. The original plot? Just a reference. From today onward, my territory will define the order of the new world. 【The protagonist is not a saint. She won’t follow or assist Rick’s group blindly. Their paths will cross, but she will build her own empire.】 (No system. Just the realistic rise of an ordinary person in the apocalypse.)

When Lucian Carter crosses into the Supreme Plane, he awakens the Infinite Amplification System—a divine mechanism capable of enhancing anything a hundredfold… or even infinitely more. His first step to godhood? Open his own Divine Realm and recruit believers to fuel his ascent. There’s just one problem—where is he supposed to find worshippers in a world of gods? That’s when an invitation appears. [Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group: New Member Joined] Suddenly, Lucian finds himself in a mysterious multiversal chat group with users from across infinite realities: A rum-soaked Pirate Lord looking for adventure. A flirty Sword Spirit with a sharp tongue (and a sharper blade). A fanatical Ninja Scientist obsessed with human experimentation. And even a warlord prince typing mid-battle. They come from different worlds, different rules, and different agendas—but all are now linked to a single, rising divinity. As Lucian’s name spreads across realms, his followers grow, and so too does his power. But not all gods welcome a new rival. The game has begun. Faith is currency. And Lucian intends to collect it all.

Born of blood and yet so disgusted by the sight of it, that was Sephtis, the greatest necromancer the heavens would ever know and also it's greatest nightmare to come. Sephtis, a being who was most surely not human but neither was he a demon nor a beast, hating the sight of blood yet there exists no greater master in the art of slaughter than he. His ever growing army razing down cities, countries, continents, entire worlds and eventually perhaps everything else. He was the definition of a nightmare, his name alone scaring even shadows away and his presence leaving nothing but destruction everywhere it touches. And to the world's greatest surprise something incredible had happened, the unstoppable force had vanished from the surface of the world one day with no explanation nor answer as to his whereabouts. The world finally knew peace, the gods were praised for an entire month straight for answering their prayers, losing themselves in wine, music, food and carnal desire, this was heaven. But as always peace is never a long-lived thing, Darkness is never really truly gone, only just temporarily withheld and the greatest nightmare in history would be returning once more, this time so much greater than ever before and making sure that he completes his mission without fail.

Noan transmigrated to a world that blends advanced technology and magic, with countless gates leading to other strange worlds. In that world, he took over the body of a young man of the same name who had just died. He realised that in this world, he was one of the 0.1% of the population who had the ability to become a landlord and had the right to go to mysterious lands to build territories. However, he was only a Rank F lord, the lowest and weakest rank in the landlord rankings. Besides, his family was like blood-sucking demons. Not only did he wear out his labour, but his younger brother was also jealous of him becoming a landlord, so he hired thugs to beat him to death. Fortunately, the 'old Noan' died, giving the 'new Noan' a body to live again. This Noan was not a coward; he was not weak like the 'old Noan'. And of course, the goddess of luck smiled upon him. Although he is only a Rank F Landlord, who can only summon useless Skeletons, he possesses the only Rank SSS talent in the world - Almighty Fusion. He can fuse ordinary skeletons and transform them into the King of the Undead, the lord of hell. He can help a weak succubus become the almighty fallen angel. He can turn a small lizard into the King of Dragons, the nightmare of all creatures. Besides, Noan also begins to lift the curtain that has hidden the truth about the new lands.

They called him the Shame of the Clan, but before that, Vale Athrimir was a prodigy, one destined to lead. That ended the moment he manifested the Forbidden Mark Order. Branded, abandoned, and cast into prison, Vale was stripped of everything he has. Three years later, he was thrown into the Borderlands, a wasteland where the forsaken are worked to death and forgotten, to fight monsters and waste away. But Vale did not break. He began with nothing. No name. No allies. No power base. No faction. And yet… he built. From prisoners, exiled lords, and the discarded, Vale forged order out of chaos. What started as a desperate struggle for survival became something far greater, a growing force bound by ambition, discipline, and ruthless vision. Resources were seized. Territories claimed. Enemies crushed or absorbed. In a ruined world where strength dictates rule, Vale wasn’t just surviving, he was laying the foundation of an empire. As the Forbidden Mark Order revealed its true potential and an Ancient Inheritance fell into his hands, his rise became unstoppable. Clans and Kingdoms that once cast him aside would soon face something far more dangerous than a disgraced heir. A ruler. He will build something that cannot be overthrown.

"Mas draka? Ja mam flotilu bojovych letadel a utocnych vrtulniku." (You have a dragon? I have a fleet of combat aircraft and attack helicopters) "Mas bozsky luk? Ja mam antihmotove delo." (You have a divine bow? I have an antimatter cannon) "Mas milionovou armadu vojaku? Ja mam desitky milionu robotu." (You have an army of a million soldiers? I have tens of millions of robots) "Mas bestie? Ja mam tankove divize." (You have beasts? I have tank divisions) "Mas podmorske kralovstvi, kde se muzes ukryt? Litujes marne. Ja mam jaderne ponorky." (You have an underwater kingdom to hide in? It won’t help. I have nuclear submarines) "Mas bratry, kteri za tebe proliji krev? Ja bratry nemam, ale mam sve muzske chotce, kteri by za me s radosti polozili zivot." (You have brothers willing to shed blood for you? I do not have brothers, but I have male consorts who would gladly lay down their lives for me) *** After dying in the modern era as a weapon designer due to a betrayal from her comrades, Kiara's soul transmigrates into the abandoned daughter of an Emperor and Queen Consort. Cast aside since birth due to the lack of a spirit core, she grew up far from the palace that should have been her home. Now guided by a mysterious, sassy weapons system, she begins her journey as a weapons seller. She has but three primary goals. First, Revenge against her mother, who abandoned her as a baby. Second, reshape the world through firearms and crush the monopoly held by spirit warriors and cultivators. And third, find a way back home and settle the score with her comrades and superiors who betrayed her. To accomplish these goals, she will put a fake smile on her face, help her enemies, allow men to believe they have a chance at winning her heart, and destroy everything in her path without a hint of mercy. This is the story of Kiara, the abandoned princess who brought firearms to a world of magic. *** For advanced content, spoilers, and other benefits, you may reach out to Patreon. patreon.com/Krishna6746

The Jura-Tempest Federation is lively as ever on this particular afternoon. "Wahahaha! Kai-chan, give up! You can't catch me!" Milim, hands on hips, gloated shamelessly at the young man hovering in the sky above her. "Milim. You stole Rimuru's pudding again." "Hehe! I'm the Demon King!" A silver-haired maid appeared silently behind her, pocket watch in hand. "Milim-sama. Three days. No pudding." Milim slowly turned around. "S-Sakuya! It was Rimuru's fault, I swear!!" The maid grabbed her by the collar and dragged her off without another word. "AHHHHH!! I know I was wrong!! Kai-chan, SAVE ME!!" The roadside crowd watched on. "Fifth time this month." "The Demon Slayer Corps is basically a road repair team now." "At least you only have roads. Milim-sama sank an island in the pirate world last week. Admiral Akainu broke four desks." "Don't even get me started on the Ninja World..." Kaito watched it all unfold and quietly mourned. 'Milim... my peaceful life.'

Sold by the one man meant to protect her and her sister, Eliana is dragged into the underground empire of the ruthless Don Virelli — a kingdom where power is currency and mercy is weakness. But Eliana is no ordinary victim. Forced to become the Don’s mistress, she quickly learns that survival isn’t enough. She watches. She listens. She adapts. While rival mistresses scheme and blood stains marble floors, Eliana rises, earning the Don’s trust, mastering his system, and secretly building power of her own. They think she belongs to him. They don’t know she’s studying him. As she climbs higher within the empire, Eliana begins crafting something far more dangerous than revenge — a silent army, trained in the shadows, waiting for her command. Because one day, she won’t be the girl who was sold. She’ll be the woman who owns the throne. And when she comes for them, the underground will burn.

Im a new writer and AI will be used. All of this work is 100% originally made not translated. This story will be follow the journey of my SI characters in kingdom. Enjoy !!! During the age of endless warfare, when the Seven Warring States of China drowned beneath rivers of blood and only the strongest could carve their names into history, countless heroes rose in pursuit of glory. Yet among those destined to shake the foundations of China stood a man whose very presence could turn the tide of a battlefield. His name was Hyou Ren. The son of the instinctual Great General Duke Hyou and the Princess of Qin Ei You, Hyou Ren inherited the spirit of a beast and the mind of a master tactician. Refusing to live beneath his father's shadow, he forged his own path, creating an army feared across every state together with his beloved companion Ri Yue. As the flames of war continued to spread, Hyou Ren stood at the forefront of Qin's conquest. Every battlefield became a proving ground where instinct clashed together with strategy, ambition collided with destiny, and only the greatest could survive. Alongside his wife Ri Yue and the warriors who swore their lives to his banner, he challenged the greatest generals of the era while the political storms within Qin threatened to destroy the kingdom from within. Yet this is not merely the tale of a great general. It is the story of the man who raised the future's greatest heroes, the father whose blood flows through Shin, and the commander whose legacy would echo throughout China's unification. This is the legend of the Future Duke of the Northeast... Hyou Ren. P.S Collection and Power Stones will help in encouraging me to write more BTW I'm doing this for fun so just shut your brain and enjoy the story alright.

[Remake of TBATE: Corvis Eralith] Tessia Eralith wasn’t supposed to have a brother. When a devoted reader of The Beginning After The End is reborn as the twin of the novel’s main heroine, he knows the timeline has already shattered. He is a walking paradox born with powers that shouldn't exist in that world to begin with powers strangely related to “Fate”—a concept that even the Asuras of Epheotus fear. His very existence has destabilized the world, threatening to trigger a cataclysm far worse than the war against Alacrya. Now, to save his people and prevent reality from collapsing, he must do the unthinkable: he must declare war on Destiny itself.

Lightweight system) (Slow-heating) Aegon travels to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and becomes Aegon Targaryen, who shares the same name. Good news: He possesses the bloodline of the Valyrian Dragon King and can ride dragons. Bad news: I didn't transmigrate into Aegon the Conqueror who conquered the Seven Kingdoms, nor into any of the Targaryen kings in history, but into "Little Aegon"—yes, the one who got smashed against a wall by the Mountain and had his head split open. To make matters worse, the Targaryen dynasty had already fallen, and a usurper had ascended the throne in King's Landing. He could only drag his broken body and rely on the system to stay alive as he fled to the Narrow Sea. Aegon thought he was getting a tragic and heartbreaking script, but what happened? Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in at the Valyrian Ruins and received 1 chance to win a prize. Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Golden Legendary item and obtained King Ghidorah (juvenile form). Aegon stared in astonishment at the grotesque three-headed beast on the system screen: "Wait... is this art style right?!" When the shadow of a three-headed dragon, obscuring the sky, swept across King's Landing, when the chaotic Seven Kingdoms were reunited under the dragon's wings, and when usurpers and traitors were reduced to ashes in the flames, the maesters who wrote the Targaryen Chronicles bestowed upon him the title "Aegon the Avenger" after Aegon the Conqueror.

Second book of RTSSIA Series. Read Book 1 through here: https://www.webnovel.com/book/34280531508761905 --------------- Commander Hans Flemmens is no longer just a survivor. With the Construction Yard deployed and a functioning base established, he now commands an army that does not tire, does not falter, and does not run out of ammunition. But a base is only the beginning. Beyond the industrial sector lies Grefort City—a hundred-kilometer expanse drowning in millions of infected. Hive clusters lurk beneath its streets, evolving with every passing day. And somewhere within its depths, the truth behind the zombie virus and Project HELIX waits to be uncovered. To secure his foothold, Hans must do more than defend. He must expand. Strategic facilities must be captured. Power grids must be restored. Entire districts must be reclaimed—one block at a time. Yet the infected are not his only enemies. Other survivors have begun to rise. And not all of them are willing to follow. In a world where the dead never rest and the living grow more dangerous by the day—a Commander must decide: Will he save what remains of humanity… or die trying to conquer it?

“Our business is life itself.” “We contain, we control, we protect, we are the first line of defense for mankind, and we will never retreat.” –William Russell – In a world without Special Containment Procedures (SCP) Foundation, But there are abnormal phenomena, events, and individuals. Then, people will live under fear. In the future, the world will fall into darkness and destruction. In order to avoid this fact, a desolate nobleman established a company called Umbrella. Mingmian is an international monopoly and has a very high evaluation. The dark side is to hold up a protective umbrella for the entire earth. – There will be classic SCPs in this book, as well as original or movie anomalies and creatures for containment.

In a world divided by magic, machines, and conflicting beliefs, an outsider is crowned king of a fallen principality. To survive, he must balance monarchy with democracy, uniting nobles, rebels, and mages under one banner. As war looms and secrets unfold, he must build not just a kingdom—but a future.

Shawn was bitten by a zombie on the very first day he arrived in the world of The Walking Dead. Just when he thought he was finished, he unexpectedly awakened the “7 Days to Die” system. In this apocalyptic world overrun by the undead, he wielded a massive warhammer, striking fear not only into zombies—but also into the hearts of the surviving humans. From Quarry Camp to the Prison Fortress… From Southeast Atlanta to the entire United States… With the system in hand, Shawn crushed everything in his path, climbing to the top step by step on a mountain of corpses. Yet sometimes, even he felt confused. "Weren’t zombies supposed to be endless?" "So why do there seem to be fewer and fewer the more I kill?" ------------------------ Unlock the next 30 chapters at: https://patreon.com/Rexlent47