kingdombuilding

In the Post Futuristic Era, the world was an uneven mosaic of progress. Towering cities of chrome and glass were inhabited by humans and sentient machines working side by side, while only a few hundred kilometers away, villages still lived in wooden houses and tilled soil with iron tools like people centuries before.

On the violent border of the Kingdom of Antioquia, the County of Pasttó has survived a unilateral siege, but the true battle has only just begun. With the mind of a former high-ranking official who transmigrated and the courage of a lineage of warriors, the young Miguel Cortés will transform this crisis into his greatest opportunity. War, Management, politics, logistics, Love and the dawn of an industrial revolution in a medieval world where ingenuity is sharper than any sword. ... Hello, Author Here, i'm using AI to translate and fix some minor errors. Excuse me for any mistake. Enjoy!

Fuck the communists, fuck the Nazis, fuck the fascists, fuck the liberals, fuck the socialists, fuck the politicians, and fuck the nobles. I tried to be helpful. I tried to change things. But there was always a “but,” always a “no,” always some problem. ENOUGH… I’m not going to sit back and let some fucking idiot decide what I’m supposed to do with my life. No more of these idiots treating me like a piece on a board. I’ll run my own life. I’ll stabilize this system that’s falling apart, PERMANENTLY.

Earth has changed and with it so has humanity. Follow Miwen as he makes use of his Gift, Gacha Kingdom Building.

What if the weakest summoner in the academy… was actually the most dangerous? While others summon Dragons, Beasts, and Elemental Spirits, Kaelen can only manifest faint human-like apparitions. Labeled as a failure in the Academy of elite summoners, he becomes the target of ridicule, politics, and survival games among Dragon-class prodigies. Until the day everything breaks. Kaelen awakens a forbidden and legendary ability: the Echoes of Fallen Legends—OP legendary knights, cursed warriors, and ancient heroes from a sealed and forgotten world. Unlike normal summons, these Echoes are fully conscious, carrying memories, emotions, trauma, and power beyond comprehension. But every summoning comes with a cost. His sanity begins to fracture. His lifespan starts to fade. And the Echoes begin to recognize him… as if he was never truly human. Now trapped inside a deadly academy system, surrounded by Dragon summoners, noble prodigies, and hidden factions, Kaelen must evolve or be erased. The deeper he uncovers the truth, the more horrifying the reality becomes: This world is built on a lie. And Kaelen is the key to something sealed beyond history.

In this world where dungeons and monsters invaded, only awakeners could enter the gates, clear dungeons and save humanity. Lucien Valerius transmigrated into this new world— as an ordinary landlord owning a tiny, tattered house. Oh, plus an arrogant teen tenant. But so what? As long as the rent money was there, even if the world ended, Lucien doesn't care! Until a gate opened in front of his house and monsters broke out. His beloved house was about to be gnawed bare. And his tenant didn't pay rent. All hell broke loose. Lucien awakened on the spot! DING! [You have awakened as a Dungeon Landlord (Myth)] Instead of becoming a hunter— his house became a dungeon. Every night, his house was dragged to the Death Zone full of wild dungeons and monsters. The only way to survive? Evolve his house— no, his dungeon. DING! [Dungeon successfully acquired] While others raid dungeons, Lucien acquired them, adding more dungeons to his territory. DING! [Synthesize is available!] Combine two dungeons, create a new one with brand new monsters and resources! DING! [You have signed a new tenant: ?? Rank Vampire] [You have unlocked a new facility: Blood Pool] Level up strange tenants. Use their skills. Summon them! Soon, top hunters and guilds begged to be his tenant. Elite clans and governments eyed his house greedily. But Lucien's power came with a price. If he wanted to grow stronger, prepared or not, every month— He had to open his dungeon to the world. Let the hunters in. DING! [Dungeon raid will start in 3...2...1...]

Not all names were written in the annals. Some were erased… because the world was not ready to remember them. Twenty-three centuries ago, two beings defied the heavens. Not with armies. With a bond. The empire recorded the war. History preserved the victory. But the truth was sealed in blood, jade, and silence. Since then, destiny has waited. For when an oath passes through death, when two souls refuse to obey time, when heaven itself hesitates… When the Dragon awakens and the Phoenix remembers, let the world fall silent… and understand. Whoever hears the echo will comprehend. Whoever comprehends it… will never again forget. The Dragon and the Phoenix is not a legend. It is a forbidden memory. 鳳凰

He knelt down closer to me. "Master, please punish me to appease your anger." I scoff. "My anger? It wouldn't stop with just you. You know my methods. I'd kill your mother, your limping grandfather, your three aunts, their husbands, your younger sister, her newborn, her husband, his entire family in Ojun, your heavily pregnant wife and your twelve children." I grab his hair and pull his head up. "I'd let you continue working for me, the person that you saw completely kill all your living relatives and left you utterly alone. Every time you would try to rebuild, I'd personally pull it down. Anyone you got close to, I'd brutally kill. I'd make sure that everyone that died on your behalf would be a part of you, every day, for every meal." I smile. "Even then my anger wouldn't be appeased." 

Name is the Soul of a living. When the 7th Star died, fate, hope, and balance collapsed affecting the genesis of the world.The world tried to recreate itself inorder to fit in the cosmic order but ended up in adversity. Slowly, essence was fading out and it lead to potential possibilities imprinting itself in the world. These possibilities eventually became intense to the extent that even the Heavens had to be indulged in matters. It was around this tale did many strive for change for a perfect world. But was also battled by a careful dance of destiny. Defeated or Not it's uncertain. Since immemorial, ever since The Great Fall Of The Badu Dynasty, no other dynasty ever survived for more than a ceuntry. All the great proving dynasties were reduced to ashes by the Golden Fate which befell the world. 10 Great Ages of 10 Great dynasties, and yet the imbalance the world has sunk into still grows deeper. To even make Heaven roar. Ages of promising geniuses; Ages of ruined geniuses; in a world clouded by mislead and lies; when would the ruined clearly see the sky?? The question remains unanswered. From despairing to forging a path of his own, a youth hovered in a humid dark sky amidst the thick clouds that had a strong smell of blood. He adorned in a bloody canvas as he aimlessly pointed his magical sky-shattering sword horizontally to a ruined scarlet castle deeply hidden behind the density of the bloody clouds. Encircling this youth were 5 brown gems gleaming weakly. Because his entire being was heavily soaked in blood, his pupils could not be seen but if one looked closely, it could be noticed that his eyes glowed like a moon.

THYLONIUS(12) a young boy, is trapped in a burning building with his sister CNIDARIA (13) a young girl, on the day both of their parents leave from their home in Sierra Leone to visit America. As far as he can tell the area is being terrorized and burnt down to a crisp for reasons unknown. Both of the siblings are lucky to escape with their lives but not without a cost. Time has passed, now refugee orphans on the streets of Liberia abandoned by their country and parents. Thylonius meets a strange man LUCIUS (42) a pale American man, who claims to know their parents and that they are still alive. Cnidaria is skeptical of the man but accepts his offer to assassinate the parents that abandoned them in return for taking them under his wing. They are successful, which begins their lives as child soldiers. The cost for murdering their flesh and blood is not light, Supernatural occurrences start happening to the siblings both physically and other worldly. There's more to their past and family that meets the eye and it puts them on a path to take on the entire world.

"Although I was reborn as the weakest of the five-colored dragons, and transmigrated into a little female dragon, and had a disastrous start, at least I am a top-tier race. It's better than being reborn as a maggot, right?" Jona Velli looked at the pure white dragon scales covered by blood and dust, and was forced to accept the fact that she had inexplicably transmigrated to this magical continent and become a little female dragon because of drinking. "Now that I've come to this strange world, how can I not make a big splash? Hehehehe..." ………… Seeing the awakened power of time, Jona Velli was so excited that she almost jumped up and started spinning like a Thomas the Tank Engine. Time acceleration? No, no, no, that's not a good description at all. It should be renamed "Weekend". Time has forgotten? No, no, it should be renamed [Breaking Promises], hehehe~

A burned-out Earth gamer dies and wakes up as 15-year-old Kael Voss newly orphaned, exiled Imperial governor of the remote Elyria system. With a sarcastic droid, a wary entourage, and natives who barely tolerate him, Kael must skim credits, build alliances, and survive assassins while the Empire's shadow looms. Slow-burn politics, , dry humour. *THERE WAS A SYSTEM IN BEGINING CHAPTERS BUT I SCRAPPED IT AND TOO LAZY TO CHANGE ALL CHAPTERS ON ALL THE SITES I AM USING

Greene Kleb, a modern man, awakens in Westeros as the young Baron of Whispering Castle. No system. No cheats. No harem. Only a crumbling keep, a forgotten family, and a swamp crest that few remember. The great game has already begun. Kings rise and fall, lords plot in shadows, and the Iron Throne stands as the prize above all. Greene knows only one truth: in this world of ice and fire, mercy is weakness, and loyalty must be forged, not begged. Armed with wit sharper than any sword and a will as cold as winter, he begins his Machiavellian climb. Step by step, the Baron of Whispering Castle will carve his name into the songs of Westeros. And when the last embers settle, only one question remains— Who will sit the Iron Throne of Ice and Fire? -------------------------------- 40 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

Ethan Glade was born as a blind orphan after his parents suffered a disastrous accident. The subsequent life he lived would be one that was far from nurturing. As his endured, it would be In his teens, when he'd finally have things turn around. That is until he is hit with misfortune again, resulting in his own tragic death. But, a silver lining. It would be in death that he would finally gain that which was his birth right. Sight. As he would be reborn in the star wars universe as a Miraluka. A/N: The first few chapters will depict Ethan's life, as build up for true story. And this is an alternate star wars universe that uses parts from both canon and legends.

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

He transmigrated into Aemond Targaryen on the night he was meant to lose an eye. He knew the history. He knew the fight. He knew exactly how fate was supposed to carve him into a monster. So he tried to change it. But when the dagger fell, the one who paid the price was not him. From that moment on, history broke. Branded as a kinslayer, feared as a monster, and forced onto the path of the Green faction, Aemond steps into a future no one remembers—one shaped by blood, dragons, and political betrayal. Regent of the Realm. Rider of Vhagar. The man who should not exist. This time, the Dance of the Dragons will not follow the script. ... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

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. --------------------------- Join my Patreon now to get instant access to the next chapters!

Chase Saunders is your everyday guy who graduated from MIT but with the job market as it was, he could only get a job working in a warehouse. And after working in such a harsh environment for so long, he couldn't help but be dead tired. He was so dead tired that his bed felt amazing. It was only when he tried to sleep on his stomach that he noticed some objects were stuck on his forehead. preventing him from getting comfortable. "Did Gerry prank me again?" It didn't take long for Chase to realize that whatever was stuck on his forehead wasn't coming off, and when he found a mirror he saw a set of horns growing from his head.

A world of magic. A "mage" born without it. And an outrageous f*cking crew. In the Valley Kingdom, where steampunk and futurism collide, powerful magic means status. A Guild named the Black Wolves stands wildly apart. Their acting captain, Greed, carries neither magic nor nobility, only a title he never wanted and a forgotten past. He, however, has another power that defies it—along with a crew as unhinged as they are loyal, all with insanely broken abilities: A Ghost-mage whose eyepatch hides more than it covers. A powerhouse who hits like a Behemoth and naps for sport. A vice captain more promising than most high-ranking mages, but only wants to spend the days cooking. A horned lunatic with a superiority complex and an obsession for her acting captain. A cyborg. A wolfdog the size of a lyconbear. And others not currently present. The Black Wolves only have a single goal: to live a life as meaningless and carefree as possible. But when a conspiracy threatens to swallow the Valley—and pins the crime on them—they become fugitives in the very Kingdom they called home. As they fight to clear their names and face an enemy that seeks to destroy everything—the Black Wolves, ironically, become the Valley’s last line of defense. And everyone's last hope. Expect: - Black Clover meets JJK meets Final Fantasy meets Vox Machina - NOT isekai, transmigration, evolution, system, or cultivation. Go look for that elsewhere - OP MC from the start with no magic [NOT ANTI-MAGIC], progressively gets even more OP - Harem relationships in the beginning, moderate fanservice, mild sex scenes (hate me), and strong romance subplot towards the end with only one girl - Classic slow-paced story with character development, backstories, perspectives from multiple characters, stats and ability descriptions, intricate plot, worldbuilding, and of course tons of fighting - A long, ongoing story Written and conjured by J.N. Marlow. All rights reserved. © 2025 J.N. Marlow.

Reborn in Sunagakure as Daigo, a civilian boy with no clan, no bloodline. In a world where legendary eyes and ancient powers decide everything, my only weapon is knowledge of Naruto’s future. No one hands me strength. I earn it and search for it — drop by drop of sweat in the endless desert. I inherit the forbidden Seven Heavens Breathing Method, a family secret that turns every breath into raw power. I reach out to the lonely Sasori before darkness consumes him, forging a bond that will change his fate. My dream goes beyond survival. I will forge a kekkei genkai never seen before — born from sand itself. I will become strong enough to save Suna from its tragic destiny. I will become the Fourth Kazekage. Can a civilian with no bloodline create his own legend… and rewrite the future of an entire village?