kingdombuilding

ORIGINAL STORY. NOT A TRANSLATION. MC IS OVERPOWERED. SOMETIMES THE MC IS NOT THE FOCUS OF THE STORY. Sypnosis: What do you think happens when all hope is lost? When there is a profound imbalance in the universe, causing waves of suffering that ripple through countless lives, all because the chains of selfishness and ignorance bind individuals together, rendering them powerless? In a typical scenario, this disarray would lead to the cataclysmic destruction of the universe. A cosmos that lacks equilibrium has forsaken its core purpose and becomes unworthy of its own existence. A flawed creation. Yet, the annihilation of the universe entails more than just the end of one reality; it also signifies the erasure of other galaxies, countless innocent beings, and the rich tapestry of life that flourishes within them. Even the universe itself, which cherishes its creations with an impartial love, would be loath to take such drastic measures. For this type of scenario, the universe decides it needs a new person who can distribute and embody the concept of Hope. Kardia, a seemingly normal guy, whose name means "Heart" in the old Greek language, was the person that the universe decided it needed to bring to bring "hope to this new world."

Steve, a regular guy suffering from asthma, tragically dies due to a fatal combination of an empty inhaler and a nasty fall. He immediately wakes up in a new, fantastical reality where he is a God. Dismissing his new status as a bizarre dream, Steve soon discovers he can enter a mysterious, secondary world linked to his soul. One that is uncannily similar to the Minecraft world he had just been playing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Note: The world the mc has reincarnated is my own and I will be creating a system/feature through which all these worlds get to interact with one another I only do not claim ownership of all the worlds and characters in this story... I only own my original characters and worlds, the remaining ones belong to their respective owners and this fic was not made with the intention to make money or profits and is a fun project of mine

Radeon. A cosmic emperor who devoured his own universe to cage an unknown blight, and now woke in the weak flesh of a nobody scribe. Will he live out a carefree life in this sect, with beautiful junior sisters on his arms? Of course not. In this anomalistic, backward, dissonant Samsara realm, Radeon had been given a chance. He carried a wealth of knowledge about combat, science, technology, occultism, and even magic. What was more, he already knew how to exploit weaknesses most men never saw. Let us witness how he builds the craziest foundation, trains godly disciples, and crushes those who work in shadows, as well as those who claim righteousness in the light. Will he finally learn the blight’s true nature? Will he be able to surpass his former self? “Don’t just sit there. Read.” [55,000+ Words before locked-in] [Cultivation] +[Eldritch] + [Middle Ages Era] [Note: You can treat MC as both Transmigrator and Regressor for better reading experience.] [Warning: Contains violence and intimate contents on later chapters.] [System creation also on later chapters.] [Update Schedule: Guaranteed Two Chapters Daily.]

Just before being summoned to another world, the protagonist’s summoning medium was secretly swapped by someone. As a result, he was not summoned as the "Holy King" but instead as the "Sex King." The magic he can use includes water magic in the form of lotion, fire magic as candle wax, and his summoned beasts include a wooden horse used for punishment… Branded as "vulgar," "useless," and "filthy," he is rejected, has his engagement annulled, and is ultimately exiled. However, the one who picks him up is a princess from a nation where the sex industry is legal. Using his modern knowledge, the protagonist begins rebuilding the nearly bankrupt sex kingdom. He introduces new fashion trends unknown to this medieval world and uses his authority as the Sex King to subjugate the girls. He then establishes modern sex service techniques. The protagonist's method of leveling up is through intimacy with his heroines (his concubine maids). The more intimate he gets, the stronger he becomes, and the wealthier the kingdom grows. However, the surrounding great powers will not stand idly by and allow a flourishing nation full of women. Thus, the flames of war are ignited. Utilizing his creativity, adaptability, and cunning, the protagonist repurposes his sex-related magic for military applications and overwhelms his enemies. As he gradually awakens to the path of conquest, he begins walking the road of a ruthless emperor. However, by his side is always a heroine, a celestial beauty who keeps his heart from straying too far…

Jiang Yi transmigrated into a ruthless cultivation world with a shattered Dantian. To survive, he was forced to sell his dignity and become the matrilocal "live-in husband" of the cold and domineering Merchant Queen, Su Ruoyan. ​Everyone mocked him. The servants spat on him. The elders called him a "soft-rice eater" and a "useless vase." Even his wife only married him as a shield against her enemies. ​That is, until his wedding night. ​[Ding! You have married a 94-Score Goddess. System Awakened!] [Reward: Primal Chaos Yang Body! Infinite Stamina!] [Ding! Your wife has conceived an heir!] [Reward: Ancient Void Key! The Family Bloodline has leveled up!] ​Jiang Yi realized his path to immortality wasn't through bitter meditation—it was through spreading his seed and conquering the world's most beautiful women! ​Marry the Merchant Queen? Reward: Master-Tier Alchemy. ​Conquer the Iceberg City Lord? Reward: God-Tier Sword Intent. ​Tame the haughty Demoness? Reward: Ancient Dragon Bloodline. ​"They call me a freeloader? Ignorant fools. I am building the strongest clan in history!" ​Watch as Jiang Yi rises from a despised son-in-law to the Supreme Emperor, building the strongest harem and slapping the faces of every genius who dared to look down on him.

When a devoted fan of A Song of Ice and Fire opened his eyes, he found himself standing in Westeros. Not as a king. Not as a lord. He became Suleiman, a nameless minor knight under the impoverished Daddings family, living by the muddy lower reaches of the Green Fork in the Riverlands. No gold. No soldiers. No influence. The family ruled over barely fifty peasants and held a status so low they were nothing more than silent figures in the corners of noble banquets. Before him stood the crushing weight of eight thousand years of aristocratic hierarchy. Yet in a land torn by war and shifting tides, this outsider from another world began his climb. From the mockery of “Sir Stinky Castle” on the edge of a swamp… to the throne of the Trident itself. In Westeros, even the smallest pawn can become a king.

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

In a kingdom where magic shapes fate long before names are spoken, two children are born into separate lives-unaware that their destinies are already entwined. Juniper grows among quiet magic and living green, while Pyrrha is shaped by discipline, distance, and the weight of unspoken purpose. They do not meet yet. They are not meant to. And yet the world bends subtly around them, weaving a bond neither can see. As ancient forces stir and long-forgotten boundaries begin to thin, their parallel paths move closer to something inevitable. This is a story of growth, destiny, and the quiet pull of a connection that refuses to be broken. ✦ Fantasy • Romance • Mystery ✦ Slow burn • Fate-bound • Mythic world

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His latest body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. To survive, Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep some of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

“Congratulations. You have fulfilled the requirements to become a Genre Master.” “What does that even mean?” the question echoed in Lucien Histrio’s mind. “Am I a Genre Master now?”

At 32 years old, Harry Potter, Order of Merlin – First Class, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE), walked through the Veil while awaiting his death. Because he was tired of this life. But Fate or maybe Death had different plans. Beyond the Veil, he arrived in a world unknown to him. Woke up with a 7-year-old boy’s body in a Kingdom called “North”. With the symbol of Deathly Hallows on the back of his right hand. As the son of a House Lord. A new life, a new beginning, and a second chance to live the life he wants. --------------- If you want to access early chapters, maps, character pictures, and read ahead of time, you can visit my p@treon page and become a member or patron. You can find my page at: www.patreon.com/c/vanguard_v 7 chapters weekly and 7 bonus chapters for every weeks if we reach the quota for Power Stones. So don’t forget to send Power Stones, please. The cover belongs to me. P.S. The story was originally an old, dropped fanfic. I am rewriting, editing, and making some changes and additions. There will be more magic and kingdom-building materials. I will also continue to write after the dropped part and complete the story. If you want to read original dropped version of this story, its name is 'HP transmigrated into Domeric Bolton' by Fortunate_Soul.

Humanity once believed the end of the world would come in fire, in war, or in divine judgment. Instead, it descended quietly—wrapped in glowing runes, arcane magic, and creatures born from forgotten myth. A world consumed by the Souls and its hollows. Yang awakened to find himself at the beginning of the Arcana, where order has collapsed and powers were being reshuffled. It was an era, both primitive and lawless. Luckily, he knew something that everyone else didn't. With no grand destiny and fate to fulfill. Survival becomes his only goal. Step by step, transforming fragile knowledge into real power. He learns to adapt and rebuild, carving out a future from the remnants of a fallen empire. Yang finds himself standing at the center of a world on the brink— where gods fall, empires rise, and even destiny itself can be claimed.

In a land where power is inherited through bloodlines and ancient abilities, Aya, the Lady of House Svedana, rules the North. After her father's death, the responsibility of leading one of the oldest and most powerful families in the kingdom has fallen to her. She carries the weight of a legacy tied to the land itself. But Aya is burdened by a secret—making her lineage’s continuation impossible. When Killan, the Southern King, arrives in the North with his party seeking an alliance, his bold proposal threatens to unravel everything Aya has worked for. While the South and the North have long been founded, Killan sees an opportunity to strengthen his kingdom by uniting with the powerful Northern House. Despite the political implications of a marriage between them, Aya and Killan find themselves drawn to each other. As they navigate the dangerous terrain of politics, duty, and personal desires, they must also face the shadows of their pasts and the uncertain future of their kingdoms. "Echoes of Ice and Iron" is a tale of power, trust, and sacrifice—where love and honor are tested, and alliances come at a cost.

Dan was watching a massive collab of all the dbz universes to fight a corrupted god of time and space when he gets sucked into this mash up multiverse as a royal half blood basically the consort’s son oh and he is also a primal saiyan descendant so instead of godhood he goes into the depths of primality oh and he was born with a crazy high power level (yes super saiyan 4,5&6 plus many other forms will be included including some I have made up myself)

Following the Great War of the Hundred Races, the continent of Fengyue entered a period of coexistence among various nations. The struggle for dominance among eight kingdoms lasted for a considerable time, with frequent conflicts inflicting immense suffering on the people of the continent. When the Fast Empire and the Wu'an Kingdom clashed on the Tianfeng Plains over control of the Great Lake region, another major power on the continent, the Yasuo Kingdom, suddenly launched a surprise attack on both warring parties to seize regional hegemony. This unexpected attack triggered what would later be known as the "First Battle of Tianfeng," a major war that erupted without any prior warning. It was during this battle that a previously unknown man, Aurelian Dragon, inexplicably rose to prominence, writing an astonishing legend in the history of the Fengyue continent.

A mysterious masked woman is assigned to serve as the crown prince's loyal bodyguard. Both of them are the two opposite sides of a coin. But as they grow closer, love sparks between and dangerous secrets from her past threatens to tear them apart. What is she hiding? How will it affect him? And will he ever be able to unmask and uncover all her secrets? Who knows!

magic , technology, strength, all these are tools for the development of mankind. Cassian Ainsworth was here to show the lead this world into an era of a new civilization.

The year is 476 AD. The great beast that is the Western Roman Empire lies dying. Outside the dismal fog-bound walls of Ravenna the barbarian king Odoacer waits patiently with his horde. He is ready to claim the corpse of a civilization that ruled the world for a thousand years. Inside the cold palace sits Romulus Augustus. He is merely fifteen years old. The world sees him as nothing more than a puppet emperor wearing a crown too heavy for his head. He is a placeholder draped in purple silk waiting for history to finally turn the page on Rome. His own people whisper insults behind his back and call him the Little Disgrace. But fate is cruel. When his father, the empire's last true protector, dies in the mud, the illusion of safety shatters completely. The siege begins and Romulus finds himself abandoned. His generals are traitors looking for a new master and his own guards prepare to trade his young life for their safety. He is trapped in a city ready to surrender him to the butchers outside. Yet in the deepest valley of despair a strange new strength is born. Broken by grief and terror Romulus sheds the skin of the frightened boy. He refuses to be a sacrificial lamb. Armed only with a stolen dagger and a burning need for vengeance he crawls out of his besieged city through the filth of the sewers. He goes not to escape but to hunt. Tonight the boy king dies and something else takes his place. History has written Rome’s obituary but the Wolf of Ravenna is about to rewrite it in blood. WRSF Patreon: https://patreon.com/WRSFTheImperialArchives?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink WRSF Discord: https://discord.gg/DarxBKRe

Finding himself Reborn as a Saiyan drifting across space, the MC 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, the Mc 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.

I was born a prodigy, one of the rising stars expected to lead the next generation of the Clan, and on the day of my manifestation I was awarded with the Knight Order that carried a potential never seen before in the Clan. I was hailed a genius until it was discovered that I carried the Forbidden power. A power that was feared and loathed. In an instant my world was turned upside down, my friends turned their backs on me, and my father disowned me, calling me the shame of the Clan. Then I was thrown into the prison, starved and left to rot for three years before I was sent to the Borderlands in a cage. Left in the labor camp to dig rocks. My anger was the only thing that kept me sane, my anger and the ambition I held since I was a child. to create a new Empire under the Eternal Skies! But the Forbidden Mark Order carried a terrible secret and, with an Inheritance left behind by an Ancient person, I decided to take my fate into my own hands.