kingdombuilding

As the winds of time and change blow throughout the many worlds within the galaxy, a man and his crew of survivors must grow to become leaders of a prosperous new civilization, to fight against death brought upon them by an unknown cause and return home.

Waking up on a blood-soaked World War II battlefield, I was nothing more than a disposable war reporter destined for a stray bullet. Then, the [Superhero Interactive System] booted up. My ticket to survival? Summoning powerhouse characters from beyond the Marvel Universe. But my starter pack didn't grant me saints. It gave me monsters. First came the arrogant, ruthless Soldier Boy from The Boys. Next came DC’s twisted flesh-sculptor, Professor Pyg. In that instant, I saw the ultimate blueprint. I deployed Soldier Boy to the frontlines as the Allied forces' golden savior, basking in the adoration of millions. Meanwhile, I infiltrated Professor Pyg into Hydra, transforming him into a stitched-together nightmare that broke the enemy's sanity. With the gods of the Allies and the demons of the Axis all under my thumb, the greatest war in human history became my personal puppet show. As a broken Red Skull stared at my creations, he could only scream: "Are you God or the Devil?"

No system, no old mentor, no bulldozer, no stamp-collecting hobby, just a small clerk with no wealth, power, or influence. A modern man got transmigrated into a different era, the era of chaos. An era where a one small misstep is enough to lose your life. Fei Qian, a branch family member of Heluo Fei Clan. With his future knowledge, he need to survive the harsh environment, dodging treacherous plots, preparing his own schemes, and maybe... leave his name in the history. You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the name and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 马月猴年 (for the fanfic)

Caspian Darkwood, a lieutenant stationed in the Middle East, is inexplicably transported to the world of ice and fire, abandoned in a desert near the Dothraki Sea without any idea how he got there or what his purpose is. He will have to overcome hardships and trials to survive in a world filled with betrayal, death, hunger, wars, and supernatural beings. His only weapons will be his limited knowledge of this world and the creative menu from Minecraft. ----------------------- ---------- For those who decide to dive into my story: the protagonist will not be invincible — that’s not how I envision him. However, he will have tools and methods that make his life easier, based mainly on Minecraft’s creative menu and his general knowledge of the world. He can be wounded or killed, as he is not immortal, and although his access to Minecraft’s creative mode is active, it does not grant him the full abilities that come with it: no building structures in mid-air, no teleportation, no immunity to damage — only flight. If you decide to read it, I would greatly appreciate your comments. They will help the story reach more people and, at the same time, motivate me to keep writing. --------------- This is a rewrite. And hopefully, it will improve on the original story and correct the mistakes I made.

Trillions of people were transported to a shattered universe of Gragaria. Everyone became lords and gained a way to own territory. The world is shattered and people will now fight for hegemony against all races that have become lords of their own worlds. Changing Account to continue writing

Arakaki Tomoya knows the plot of Overlord inside out. He spent years preparing for the inevitable mass YGGDRASIL player transmigration to the New World, building knowledge, planning survival strategies, ready to navigate a world about to be upended by the arrival of Ainz Ooal Gown. What he did not prepare for was transmigrating as a fetus. Reborn into a noble family with no control over his own limbs and a countdown running to the Bone King's arrival, his survival comedy begins before he can even open his eyes. "Got played, huh. How am I supposed to survive under the incoming Bone King?"

PvZ meets Solo Farming In The Tower. What to expect: - Mature and logical MC who refuse to be devoured by vengeance - A garden full of war crimes - Character driven story over fast-pace progression - Lovable cast of characters - Lore. Lots of lore regarding the dungeons and the civilizations that had fallen within it for you lorebrarians. - Update daily at 6pm CET -------------- “In a gold rush, the position of shovel vendors is reserved for the privileged.” That was a lesson Phong Tran had to learn the hard way. One year after the dungeon appeared, it had become a modern gold rush. People awakened classes, unlocked skills, and dove into the dungeon for its seemingly endless riches and resources. Phong, a level 1 Farmer with a dead EXP bar, naturally gravitated toward becoming a wandering vendor. While other people fought monsters, gained EXP, and became media heroes, he sold them socks, battery banks, and energy drinks. Phong existed in the space between glory and obscurity, until one day, a privileged bastard took everything from him. He was beaten half to death, and his aunt and uncle were “erased” for being inconvenient to those at the top. As if it had a cruel sense of humor, Phong received his first and only quest while lying in his sickbed: “Plant 10 potatoes.” No rewards. No promise of revenge. Just 10 potatoes sitting there, as if to mock his powerlessness. He took the quest. And now, he must conquer the dungeon with only 10 potatoes to his name.

Recently, a special correspondent conducted an exclusive interview with Pei Qian, President of Tengda Group. Tengda Group, now valued at hundreds of billions, operates across various sectors such as gaming, internet services, digital hardware, cultural media, and restaurants, significantly impacting numerous aspects of daily life. Pei Qian himself is widely regarded as the "World’s Best Boss," an unparalleled investment genius, and a brilliant game developer. He is known for his effortless leadership style and keen ability to precisely forecast industry trends. However, during the interview, Pei Qian expressed deep frustration: “I’m truly not some kind of business genius!” “My success is entirely due to luck!” “My initial goal was merely to lose fifty thousand yuan…” See? This is exactly how a genuine business genius maintains humility and modesty.

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.

He died pushing a child out of the path of a speeding car. He woke up in the body of a sixteen-year-old boy inside the walls of Troy — seven years before the war that would burn it to the ground. Karim Elnashar was a history lecturer. He knew exactly how this story ended: his brother Hector dies. His brother Paris destroys everything. Troy burns. An entire civilization collapses. He knows the future. He knows the enemy. He knows every mistake that will be made. The question is whether one man — armed with nothing but 2,300 years of human knowledge — can rewrite the ending of the most famous war in history. And whether he even has the right to try. https://discord.gg/a8zZy3pEK

THE RISE OF THE TERRAN EMPIRE **Synopsis:** Mohamed Vance discovers the *System*—an interdimensional marketplace connecting him to technologies from civilizations across the multiverse. Alien AIs, fusion reactors, virtual realities where a day equals a year, even cultivation manuals that can transform the human body into something beyond mortal limits. Everything a genius inventor would need to conquer the world. There's just one catch: the System doesn't take cash. It runs on *Tech Points*—currency earned only when intelligent beings use Mohamed's creations. Starting with nothing, Mohamed must build an empire from the shadows, turning lines of code into wealth, wealth into advanced technology, and technology into the foundation of humanity's first interstellar civilization. But Earth isn't ready for alien tech. Government agencies circle. Competencies collapse. As Mohamed's power grows, so does the attention—and the danger. This is the story of Mohamed Vance—and how one man with a System changed humanity's place in the universe forever. --- **Tags:** #System #Cultivation #WeakToStrong #SciFi #EmpireBuilding #VR #Business #Space #Technology **Word Count Estimate:** 3,200+ words | **Update Schedule:** 1 To 2 Chapters Daily --- [​Hey There Fellow Daoists!! YoungLorde Here.] :D [​For As Long As I Can Remember, I've Been Building Worlds And Crafting Stories Purely For The Love Of, Well... My Imagination. Writing Has Always Been My Personal Escape, A Place Where Raw Creativity Runs Free. After Putting A Couple Of Books Under My Belt, I Started Thinking To Myself: Why Keep These Worlds Hidden?] [​If These Stories Can Make Me Laugh, Gasp, And Lose Track Of Time, I Figured You Might Enjoy Getting Lost In Them, Too.] ​[Step Into My Mind—Let Us See How Deep The Rabbit Hole Goes. ​Please Take Care; My Imagination Is Wild!] HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEE ;) ;) >:3 [Editor: xKing_Mohamedx]

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A Fallout fanatic was killed by a horrible Eldritch Horror beyond imagination, only to wake up in the Fallout universe as a 17 year old version of his favorite in game character; the great and mighty Robert Edwin House the future Overlord of New Vegas and the savior of the Mojave. Witness the rise of a mega-genius turned corporate overlord who has access to all Fallout in-universe secrets and lore, as he navigates the Fallout world before the bombs dropped, a twisted political nightmare of a world that will ultimately lead to the near extinction of the human race. Where others would falter and cry, our boy, now as the great House will see to building a proper mega-corporation that will not only dominate in a dangerous pre-war era of the Fallout World, but thrive in the nuclear nightmare that is to come with all of the fun quirky nightmarish Fallout experience remembered by those who enjoyed Fallout 1 and 2, as well as everything leading up to events including the TV show and more.

Seated upon the obsidian throne carved from the bones of forgotten kings, Queen Aeryn Thalen of SahirRa gazes with haunted authority. Her crimson hair cascades like spilled wine over blood-red robes etched in ancient runes. Veins of power glow faintly beneath her skin, a testament to the forbidden blood magic she commands. Shadows of the past; faceless, whispering, watching; loom behind her, remnants of the souls bound to her rise. This is the heart of Sahirra's power: beauty cloaked in terror, a legacy soaked in sacrifice. Her silence speaks of kingdoms ruled, rebellions crushed, and a destiny darker than prophecy ever dared whisper. Inspired by the Dune, The poppy war and Avatar

I wanted a quiet life. A small county, a studio full of half‑finished canvases, and the warmth of my wife’s hand in mine as we wandered through the world I hoped to paint. But life never asks what you want - and mine certainly didn’t. I was born Valtherion Mograine, heir to a fading house, a man meant for peace. Yet the Empire was dying, the borders collapsing, and the prophecy that shadowed my family finally came to claim me. One moment I was a painter dreaming of distant horizons; the next, I was dragged into a war that demanded I become the very thing I feared - a leader, a symbol, a weapon. Now I stand between a crumbling Empire and the darkness rising beyond its marches. Every step I take unbinds another thread of the life I once wanted, pulling me deeper into a destiny woven long before I was born. Love, loyalty, and legacy twist around me like chains - some I choose, some I break, and some tighten no matter how hard I fight. This is the story of a man who never sought greatness, a man who only wanted to paint the world, but instead was forced to save it. This is the story of Unbinding - the unravelling of a quiet life, and the rise of the reluctant heir who must decide what is worth saving… and what must be let go.

Join the story of five new gods and their creation, as they try and navigate and understand their universe while making sure their own world is safe from any outside danger. Disclaimer: If you expect things should just work out for the main characters, this isn't the novel for you. My antagonist are people with thought and their own plans, they are capable of adjusting if things don't work out their way. Have a fun time reading.

I’m Azula Uchiha, five-year-old 'princess' of the most dramatic clan in Konoha, stuck in a world that’s basically 'Naruto'. Oh, and I’ve got two past lives rattling around in my head—one from a modern Earth girl who died… 'enthusiastically', and the other from literal Fire Nation royalty. So, combine the ego of a Uchiha, the scheming of a Fire Nation prodigy, and the snark of a millennial who misses Wi-Fi, and you’ve got me, Azula Uchiha. .... .... .... For those willing and with the powers to support, welcome to my Patreon. patreon.com/Melonlord

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. ---------------- Discord https://discord.gg/yBSePaRj3

I have been reborn in France, and luckily, I have the identity of the Crown Prince. The downside is that the current king is Louis XVI, and in two years, he will be guillotined. Since my father and the ministers can’t be trusted, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and reorganize France myself. First, I’ll make some money, just enough to solve the financial crisis that has plagued the country for centuries. Then, I’ll strike hard at the nobles with ill intentions who seek to usurp power. After that, I’ll seize the vast lands held by the church, which sits idle. Industry, technology, agriculture, and commerce will thrive together. I will be the greatest Crown Prince France has ever seen! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen10