kingdombuilding

He died in himalayas while researching a paranormal activity and his soul get transfered to another world which have magic with new name Zaemon. He decided to forge a new life without regrets. Join for his journey in this new world. It's my first work hope you people will like it. Starting can feel slow to some people. I will surely upload minimum 2 chaperts per week and I will try to upload daily. Note- My story doesn't have system. English is my second language.

This story from Parralel world with very similar process history moment. This story about fictional island on India ocean, 4,5 million km². I will keep story similar to historical data from real world to keep story more real

[Ding! You have extracted the Dragon Empress’s unborn child. Do you wish to claim it as a pet?] [Ding! You have extracted all the impurities from the Starlight Sword. Its rank has been upgraded from Epic to Legendary!] [Ding! You have extracted the skill: Lightning Judgment Lv100.] [Ding! You have extracted the unique Class Blood warlock!] … After dying at the hands of the God of Destruction, Gabriel found himself in the body of an insignificant character in the game Realm of Ascendancy, before its launch and convergence with reality. Witnessing the world being obliterated before his eyes, along with his friends and family, Gabriel swore to make a difference in this timeline. Armed with the God-tier Extraction Talent, follow him as he uses his knowledge of the game’s future to manipulate both NPCs and players, turning them into powerful lackeys who will lay down their lives for him without hesitation. And all he needed to do was fulfill the unique condition set by the mysterious goddess who granted him a second chance. “The skills of those you kill? Yours.” “Their strength, their talent, their souls? Yours.” “Their loot? Yours.” “Their class? Yours!” “The resources of the universe? Yours!” “Their experience points? Yours!” “You will devour the power of the strong and rise beyond the heavens.” “Kill, KILL, KILL, KILL! Kill everything that blocks your path—monsters, humans, gods, whatever! Slaughter them and extract!!”

After the death of his beloved wife, Tywin Lannister made a silent vow—he would never take another to his side. Duty, however, has little regard for grief. When the fragile ties between House Targaryen and House Lannister begin to fracture, whispers of rebellion and old resentments stir across the realm. Peace demands sacrifice. And this time, the price is not gold—but marriage. To the surprise of the court, it is Tywin himself who is chosen. His bride: Visenya Targaryen—the King’s younger sister, a woman as feared as she is admired. Sharp-tongued, fiercely proud, and untamed by any man, she has turned away every suitor who dared approach her. Yet this union is no romance. It is a calculated alliance forged to silence enemies lurking in the shadows and to bind two of the most powerful houses in Westeros. But beneath the political necessity lies a far more dangerous truth— Visenya is no pawn, and Tywin is no man easily matched. Between pride and power, fire and gold, their marriage becomes a battlefield where wills collide, loyalties are tested, and control is never easily claimed. Because in a game ruled by lions and dragons, only one truth remains: Neither of them was meant to bow.

Imagine waking up as the villain in your sister's cheesy fantasy novel. Yeah, not ideal, especially when that villain is destined for hatred, and a grim end in some forgotten dungeon. That's Astrid's new reality. Her old life? Gone. Her new mission? Survive. And step one means throwing the original script out the window. But changing fate is way harder than it sounds. In a desperate move, Astrid makes the story's heroine, Lyra, her personal maid. Clever, right? Except teaching Lyra magic and treating her like, well, a person, backfires spectacularly. Lyra's gratitude twists into something intense, dark, and possessive. And she's not the only one. Astrid tries mending fences with her powerful aunt, only to find herself smothered by a love that feels dangerously close to madness. Even her ambitious half-sister, originally her rival, gets weirdly attached after Astrid shows her a bit of warmth and helps her gain power using some modern-world smarts. Astrid thought she was being clever, building alliances, creating intelligence networks, rewriting roles. She is changing the story, but it's warping everyone around her. Their loyalty? It's becoming obsession. Their affection? A dangerous fixation. Now, Astrid isn't just fighting the plot. She's drowning in a mess of her own making – caught between people who crave her, tangled in lies and affections twisted way out of shape. Everyone wants her, and sharing isn't remotely on their agenda.

The Realm of Omnidom have five planes of reality, and nobody ascends them alone. You rise with your kingdom — through wars, through victories, through every moment that should have finished you but you overcome it and broke through to see the next wonders, win the next conquest, and kill your next foes. See, people built wild things here. Abyssal Underwater Civilizations. Cloud empires. Cities inside trees so massive they have their own weather systems. Floating eldritch continents that only seek conquests and horrors. And much more. Genuinely breathtaking stuff. But mine tops them all. The ones that came before me are history. The ones that came after me are comparisons. And the ones that tried to surpass and suppress me? Good stories. Tragic endings. Want to see how that happened? Then get onboard. It's a wild ride. #Kingdom Building. #Strong/OP Growth MC. #No-Harem. #Progression Fantasy. #Summons. ------ [ Discord: https://discord.gg/MSM9Gp3Jxz ]

Volume 1: Kaal Giza and Friends What happens when the universe’s ultimate shield consumes its greatest seer? Liam was an ordinary boy from Ireland until his world was unwritten in a single night. His family, his home, and his very identity were wiped from the face of the Earth, leaving him a ghost in a system that refused to acknowledge his existence. Forced into the Academy, he was reared as its greatest asset—a seer who could navigate the flickering threads of tomorrow . But rewriting fate has a price. Because of Liam's visions, Anuj—an unassuming shopkeeper from the tea estates of Kenya—was hunted, abducted, and dragged to the slaughterhouse for "harvesting". Anuj was supposed to be easy prey. No one knew that beneath his mortal soul harbored a primordial void that should never be awakened. When the Syndicate’s harvest begins, the anchor holding that void finally snaps. In a moment of absolute, uncontrollable hunger, the abyss opens... and it swallows Liam whole. They are no longer two. Inside the event horizon, the Seer and the Shield fuse into a single, terrifying consciousness. They become one mind with the omniscient foresight to see every strike before it happens, and the cosmic power to devour anything in their path. The darkness thought they were the predators. They thought they owned the shadows. Instead, they just engineered their own extinction.

They called him worthless. Abandoned by his family and left to die, Kael was nothing—weak, powerless, and forgotten. Until something answered him. A forbidden system. But unlike others, this system doesn’t grant skills… it grants Authority. Kael doesn’t just grow stronger—he dominates. Vermin bend to his will. Beasts become extensions of his control. The forest itself begins to obey him. What starts as survival quickly evolves into something far more dangerous. He builds Libertas—not as a kingdom, but as a living ecosystem where everything answers to him. But power like this doesn’t go unnoticed. The Crimson Cull, rulers of absolute authority, mark him as an anomaly. Hunters are sent. War begins. And Kael doesn’t run. He declares something far worse. “I don’t belong to this world’s rules.” “I rewrite them.” But the deeper his power grows, the clearer the truth becomes: Authority is not meant to be taken. Something ancient is watching. And Kael… might not be the only one evolving. This is not the story of a hero. This is the rise of something the world was never meant to contain. 2 New Chapters Daily - 11:30 am (GMT +8) 9:30 pm (GMT +8) Find me on Instagram & share your thoughts - @authorzima

Hermi did not volunteer for this marriage. She is a royal bastard, hunted down by a father she has never met, then handed off to a foreign king whose name is whispered like a curse. A perfectly efficient solution for everyone involved. Except Hermi. That foreign king rules a wasteland so barren and forsaken that the six surrounding kingdoms use it as a dumping ground for criminals and exiles. He is rumored to be a tyrant. Every princess sent before her is said to have died within months. Hermi's expectations are, understandably, low. She arrives with exactly one goal: survive long enough to burn her home kingdom to the ground. A modest ambition, all things considered. Survival, however, turns out to be complicated. The land is hostile. Her husband runs cold and scorching in equal measure. The crown on her head feels less like power, and more like a very formal death sentence. Then, somewhere between a wasteland and a husband who wouldn't stop watching her, Hermi awakens something the continent hasn't seen in thousands of years. A magic so ancient and absolute it rewrites the rules of the world. The kind that makes kingdoms nervous. The kind that makes alliances form overnight. Hermi arrived in the wasteland to start a war. She didn't expect to become the reason the entire world has no choice but to declare one against her. — Tags: Dark Romantasy, Morally Grey, Political Intrigue, Kingdom Building, Power Couple, Slow Burn, War, Dragons, Monster Hunt, Magic System, Level Up, Power Growth — Warning: Explicit Gore and Sexual Content

« 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

"You trash!" I've been hearing that since I was born. Grandson of a hero, but a failure. My parents raised me until I was fifteen because I was the bare minimum, before I was kicked out... Yeah. My own family despises me. What's so wrong with being normal? Am I wrong for being born this way? I'm smarter than them, and yet I'm despised for having no power whatsoever. ... Of course, I'll make them regret it. With the hero's legacy, I become the villain. ------- Genre: #18+. #Smut. #Dark. #Harem. #Fast-growing. #Netori. #No NTR. #No Yuri. #Incest? #Revenge. Protagonist: #Selfish. #Intelligent. #Manipulative. #Villain. #Dark/Sarcastic Humor. World: #Modern Fantasy. #Different Species. #Other Worlds. #Gods. #No Destination. #System. #Magical. #Monsters. #Guilds. #etc. Relationships: #Multiple. #Fast/Slow. #Development. #Complicated Family Relationships. #Mild Gaslight.

Alex used to be a scientist in his previous life, infamous for doing questionable biological research; now he's the prince of a nation and a chosen 'Saint' of the God of Wisdom. Despite being a 'saint,' he's a top-tier schemer and a conspiracy master who considers his goals and ambitions above everyone and everything else in the world. "Power, connections, intelligence, and money... That's all that matters in this world; those who have them are supreme!" - Alex 'The All-Knowing Saint' What will happen if such a villainous person is thrown into this new world as a supposedly benevolent and kind 'saint'? Let's find out... (NO-HAREM, SCHEMER MC, TACTICS, AND STRATEGY!) ... *The book cover and character art are AI generated.* My Discord: https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

What if the villain was the only honest person in the story? What if kindness created monsters, and cruelty built peace? In a world where power decides truth, one boy chooses neither heroism nor redemption—only honesty. A Villain’s Honest Path follows Adrian, a man whose ideals defy morality itself. While kingdoms preach justice and nobles rule through tradition, Adrian understands a harsher reality: people do not seek freedom—they seek chains they are willing to defend. As political schemes tighten, loyalties shift, and unseen forces begin moving across the continent, Adrian quietly reshapes the world through calculated choices rather than righteous ideals. Surrounded by allies who question him, enemies who fear him, and a child who may change everything, Adrian walks a path that blurs salvation and destruction. This is not a story about becoming a hero. It is the story of a man building a world that may only survive if he becomes its villain.

When a forgotten letter surfaces in the neglected wing of Nephoria's Great Library, historian Hayden Wolffe uncovers a truth that the kingdom's founders buried four centuries ago: the exile of Prince Astrapi was not justice. It was a lie. The throne of Nephoria was built not on righteousness but on betrayal, and every war fought in its name, every life shaped by its history, has been built on the same hollow ground. Above, Princess Eurydice Hughes watches her mother sharpen the kingdom's sword toward a people she has been raised to despise, and finds, to her quiet alarm, that her father's questions make more sense than her mother's certainties. Below, the Outcasts wait. They have always been waiting. As the Queen's ambitions drag Nephoria toward a war that will determine the fate of both worlds, two young people on opposite sides of the same lie must decide what they are willing to risk for a truth that no one asked them to find. Some foundations, once cracked, cannot be repaired. Only rebuilt.

Seven billion people died in the blink of an eye. An alien "light-speed bullet" vaporized Earth, leaving Captain Jason and the crew of the Victory as the only witnesses. Now, the final 51,223 survivors are stranded on Moon Base One, staring into the void where home used to be. But the Base covers a secret: an indestructible Alien Ark buried in the crater and the "Perfect Element," a substance that grants immortality. Jason is the only successful subject of the Element experiments, the First Superhuman which shattered human limits, enhanced speed, and a lifespan of 1,500 years. With a ticking clock and food reserves for only 98 days, Jason must rise as humanity's last leader. From suppressing violent cults to unlocking alien technology and enacting planetary-scale construction, he must turn a dormant sphere into an interstellar ark. Humanity is on the brink of extinction but Jason refuses it to fall

[Congratulations, Host! You have defeated the 777th Hero Party!] [Eternal Quest has been completed!] [Final scenario is unfolding!] “Even… if I can’t kill you… I will rid this world of your existence!“ Maximus, the hero teetering at the edge of death, yelled. In contrast, the Demon Lord just waved his hands dismissively. He had been bored out of his mind either way. Even if the hero succeeded, he would do his enemy the greatest favor. As a bright flash enveloped the Demon King, he just closed his eyes and smiled. “Time to go home.” Aiden was already planning what he would do once he got home. Getting a new console was a must, and premium snacks. Oh, and he would get his parents a condo. However, as the flash faded away, the sight that greeted him wasn’t of the Earth he remembered. The place was ruined! Monsters lurked everywhere. Buildings were crumbled and turned to dust. All buildings but one. The very same one he was standing on. “What the hell is going on here?“ [Congratulations, Host! As a reward for your excellent performance, you have inherited the Apocalypse Landlord system!] “Eh? I went from a demon lord to a property manager!?“ discord server for character arts and more: https://discord.gg/vJdu2DqnwR

I was reborn as Portgas D. Ace, the son of the Pirate King. In the original story, I was supposed to live in the shadow of my father’s 'sin,' join Whitebeard as a loyal son, and die with a hole in my chest at Marineford. To that, I say: Screw the plot! I didn't come to this world to be a tragic footnote. I was born with a soul mutation that grants me two Devil Fruits, a monstrous reserve of energy that never fades, and a Conqueror’s Haki that screams for the world to kneel. I’m not playing the 'Good Son' for Whitebeard, and I’m certainly not running from the Marines. I’m founding the Eclipse Pirates. I don't care about the Pirate King's throne—I'm going to be the only Sovereign this sea has ever seen. The era of 'The Son of Roger' is over. The era of the Eclipse has begun. [OP MC | Dual Devil Fruits | No Whitebeard | Ruthless Progression]

When BURNING_ONES was on the verge of quitting the game and passing the Guild Master title to a trusted guildmate to focus on his growing career in the real world, something extraordinary happened. At first, he thought it was merely a glitch—a minor hiccup in Eryndor’s systems. But as the anomaly unfolded, he witnessed an astonishing transformation: the NPC Guardians began to act with lifelike intelligence, their movements and words mirroring those of real people. It wasn’t long before BURNING_ONES realized the truth—his guild base, Paragons, and its loyal NPCs had been transported to a completely new world. Accepting this unforeseen reality, BURNING_ONES reflects on his journey. Memories of the camaraderie and struggles he shared with his friends flood his mind—how they built Paragons from humble beginnings into the most powerful guild in Eryndor. Now, driven by a profound sense of duty to protect the legacy they created, BURNING_ONES makes a solemn vow: he will ensure that Paragons not only survives in this new world but thrives. But as BURNING_ONES begins to explore unfamiliar lands filled with ancient magic and fearsome enemies, he uncovers a startling revelation: he is not the only player from Eryndor to have arrived here.

"Don't come back! Don't return!" That was the last message Tom received from Earth before the signal died. Stranded 15 billion kilometers from the sun, he has enough supplies to survive alone for fifteen years. But Tom doesn't want to die alone. He wants to conquer. Desperate, Tom activates the ship’s biological livestock tank. He doesn't breed cattle; he clones himself. When the clone opens its eyes, Tom realizes he hasn't just created a helper, He has unlocked a Hive Mind. One consciousness. Multiple bodies. Parallel processing. More clone, more processing power But power has a price. With twelve clones now awake, his fifteen-year food supply has shrunk to a death sentence: One year. Forced into a corner, Tom must lead his clone army to the frozen, airless surface of Loshen Star. Armed only with 19th-century steam technology and sheer grit, he must ignite the fires of industry in absolute zero. He is no longer just an astronaut. He is the Swarm. And he will turn this dead planet into a civilization of one.