kingdombuilding

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.

Immortal, ghost, demon, cursed wanderer… no one knows what she truly is. No one ever has. She moves through the world in red, wearing the color like a second skin, a warning, a promise. She sees everything, knows everything, and kills with a calm, merciless grace that makes even the bravest look away. Some swear she saves towns from horrors they can’t even name. Others whisper she is the horror. Every village she enters ends up with a new legend — and a few fewer people. Hero? Villain? Punisher? Monster? Blaze doesn’t care what they call her. Because the truth is simple: She reveals herself to no one… and the ones who get close enough to learn the truth never live long enough to speak it.

Getting shoved into a horde of zombies by a group of spineless survivors was not how Hana expected to die. Then again, neither was dying as the most notorious villainess among them—the kind who used people without hesitation and discarded them just as easily. An unflashy, pathetic end. She deserved it… didn’t she? But the universe wasn’t done with her yet. Hana wakes up in a completely different world with a system notification she can’t ignore: Karma Points: -1,250,000 To survive past one month, she must bring it back to zero. No shortcuts. No cheats. No killing. Just… being a ‘good’ person. “…You’ve got to be kidding me.” As if that wasn’t bad enough, during her quests, she keeps picking up strays—dangerous, powerful, clingy strays. “Hana, you need to pay attention to me today.” The dragon beastman murmured, crowding into her space. “No way, Hana promised to cuddle me,” the nine-tailed fox added sweetly, offering her a flower. “No way! Hana said she would fly with me,” the falcon beastman cut in, wings twitching. “You’re all overthinking it.” The snow leopard beastman scoffed, tail flicking lazily. “Hana already made plans with me.” Hana this, Hana that, Hana blah, blah and blah! Hana pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. Saving her karma might be possible. But surviving them? That might be the real challenge. And the system was definitely not helping.

"Disaster comes from the sea. Behold, this is the truth behind your prosperity..." "I am the emperor! Why can't I have a golden palace?" "Let the flames burn a little longer! Hmm, isn't this a form of purification?" "Hmm! I'm not interested in history or anything like that, but you seem to lack some proper respect for the emperor?" … Mary Geoise, a red figure stood on the throne. "For your hell, let us give you a thousand thunderous cheers!" -------------------------------- Read up to chapter 40 in advance at p@treon

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.

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.

After a reckless mission ends in fire, Bruce Redford dies in the arms of his best friend. But death is not the end. Given a second chance by a small and strange god, Bruce is sent to another world with a heart of light and a mission far too big for him: help humanity survive what is coming. There is only one problem, in exchange for gaining the power of healing and life creation, he is reborn as a baby girl. Weak, helpless, and trapped in a brutal medieval world of lords, slaves, lost starships, ancient powers, and forgotten futures, Bruce must begin again from nothing. He was never smart, never graceful, and never the hero people expected. But he was kind. And this time, kindness may become the strongest power of all. --- #Reincarnation #Genderbend #Fantasy #Medieval #Healing #Underdog #Comedy #Tragedy #Action #SlowGrowth #FoundFamily

Eight years ago, Bruce Hanma watched the only family he had left vanish into the night. Now he's awake — and the world has moved on without him. His grandfather is missing. The girl who saved his life is gone. And the mansion he calls home has become a labyrinth of secrets, ancient bloodlines, and a war he never knew was happening. Stigmas. Anomalies. Creatures born from darkness itself. A monarchy with claws sunk deep into everything Bruce thought he understood about his own family. He wakes up weak — barely able to stand, let alone fight. But something else woke up with him: a system only he can see, whispering of a constellation trying to reach him from somewhere beyond. Guided by Minato, a guardian as dangerous as he is unreadable, Bruce must relearn how to walk before he can even think about war. But the people who took his family are still out there. And Bruce Hanma does not forget a promise. "Come and find me." He intends to.

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.'

This is a fan translation of 求你让我上英灵座吧 The original author is 洛州白马 Art is by @km_mechi Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === "I transmigrated into the Nasuverse and gained recognition from the Root itself. As long as I can manage an unnatural death, I’ll ascend to the Throne of Heroes—becoming its master, stronger and freer than any of the Seven Grand Servants." "So, I started courting death all across the Nasuverse." "I openly insulted the King of Heroes to his face, challenged the almighty Zeus in Greece, abducted Scathach in broad daylight in the Norse realm, declared in Israel that Solomon was a demon god rather than the Son of God, and in Britain, I went so far as to publicly side with Morgan..." "But tell me—why am I still alive?" ... Fuyuki, 1994. A man of many names: the third companion of the Oldest King, the First Vizier of Mesopotamia, the favored of the Greek gods, King of the Giants in the Norse lands, the divine incarnation who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the prince’s right hand in Camelot... Rovi, whose face was young but whose eyes carried the weight of ages, sat atop the Fuyuki Bridge. With a weary sigh, he looked at the people before him. “So, where do you think it all went wrong?” He lowered his voice, half-pleading, half-desperate: “How about... you kill me? Just let me ascend to the Throne, please—I’m begging you!” Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette, glancing at Artoria beside him, who’d raised Rhongomyniad; at Gilgamesh, whose Gate of Babylon shimmered ominously behind him; at the blood-red spearhead emerging from the shadows of the Land of Shadows...The hand holding his cigarette trembled, just a little. === discord.gg/wisetl

Photo in the cover isn’t mine. If it is yours and don't want it to be here, tell me and I will change it. ..... Mc managed to reincarnate in ATG world as the young master of the most powerful sect in Blue Wind Empire. His main goal in this world is to conquer. He wants to be the ruler of the whole ATG verse. On his way to the top, he will also get to marry a lot of beauties. And he will not hesitate to kill anyone who tries to get in the way of his goal. ..... This is my first story, so please be kind if you find any loopholes and mistakes in the story specially in the first few chapters. Also, English isn’t my main language, so expect some grammatical mistakes. Release schedule: 2 chapter/week(minimum) Chapter length: 1200-1500 words/chapter

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.)

Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his arch-rival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most! But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs.

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.

"The best way to predict the future is to build the machine that creates it." ​The Indian subcontinent is a pressure cooker of Cold War paranoia and aging colonial remnants. While the world watches the borders for the flash of muzzle flares, Karan is looking at a different map—one made of supply chains, energy reserves, and industrial bottlenecks. ​Armed with a "System" that calculates the weight of history in real-time, Karan begins a silent, surgical strike against the status quo. His mission isn't just to win a war; it's to ensure India never has to depend on a foreign power to fight one again.

After death claimed him on Earth, Robert Osborn awakens in a world unlike any he’s known—a land forged by magic, ruled by ancient bloodlines, and consumed by power and ambition. Once the disgraced heir of a fallen noble house, Robert is thrust into a body bearing the Osborn name—a name now forgotten, ridiculed, and on the verge of extinction. But he didn’t come here to lose. Armed with modern knowledge, a mysterious system, and a burning will to rise, Robert must navigate treacherous clan politics, ruthless rivals, and deadly cultivation duels. In a realm where strength decides fate, will he crumble under the weight of legacy—or forge a new destiny that shakes the world? With romance, danger, and betrayal lurking at every turn, this is the story of a man reborn to reclaim his name and lead a forgotten family to become the strongest clan the world has ever known.

In the treacherous Bog forest, danger lurked as a dense white mist blinded eyes and chilling air froze souls. At dawn, ferocious, mutated creatures roamed, seeking prey. The weakest species, Monster Species, struggled amid magic-wielding mages. They hid in caves and lairs to evade magical rulers, but hiding wasn't enough. Transmigrated as an orc named Moku, a former MMA champion, sought superpowers through rituals and lore to make himself and his tribe stronger. With an unyielding promise, Moku vowed to wage war against those underestimating Monster Species. In a world of magic and peril, his journey for empowerment and revenge had just begun. Join Moku in this gripping fantasy, battling limitations and prejudice to face his destiny in the Bog forest. {Disclaimer: English is not my first language and this is the first novel I've written. So if there are any mistakes in writing or language that are difficult to understand, please understand. I will keep trying to be a better writer. And you can see the changes in my writing style from chapter to chapter.} ------------------------------------ Hello, my loyal readers! Thank you so much for still being here and accompanying me on this journey until now. TROC started three years ago, and it was the first project I truly dedicated myself to as a serious author. As a new writer back then, I am well aware that there were many flaws in the early chapters, but your unwavering support is what allowed me to learn and grow over time. Finally, we have reached the turning point: The Final Volume — Sunk of Demon War. Just like the previous volumes, I expect this one to reach 200+ chapters, or perhaps even more. My goal is to complete Volume 3 within this year, God willing. A few technical notes: Encyclopedia of Species: Information regarding the Warbeast Species and other Mana Species will not be included in this volume. Instead, I will be compiling them into a dedicated Side Story collection, formatted like a world-building manual. The "Definitive" Edit: Once Volume 3 is concluded, I plan to conduct a massive overhaul and edit starting from Chapter 1 to ensure the entire series meets the quality standards I’ve developed today. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Bonus Chapter Event: Let's Finish TROC This Year! It looks like sticking to just one chapter a day won't be enough to hit my goal of completing TROC by the end of the year. But here is the good news: I currently have a stockpile of over 20 chapters locked and loaded! To speed up the releases and show my appreciation for your incredible support, I am officially opening a Bonus Chapter System! You can unlock additional chapters instantly by hitting any of these milestones: - 10 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter - 5 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter - 1 "Ice Cola" Gift (or any gift worth 10 Coins) = +1 Bonus Chapter Let's break the limits and reach the climax of the story together! Drop your stones, tickets, and gifts, and I will unleash the stockpiled chapters. Thank you for reading and for your massive support! 

On the night of his sixth birthday, Naruto discovers the legacy of a destroyed clan—an ancient Jade Tablet inscribed with the "Heavenly Uzumaki Circulation" technique. This discovery changes everything. The ancient art doesn't grant instant godhood, but it brings something far more valuable: Clarity of Mind. The mask falls. No more screaming. No more foolish pranks. No more desperate chasing for attention. Can he, drawing on the hidden power of his ancestors, rewrite the iron laws of the Shinobi World and save those whom Fate has marked for death? Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters

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. ----------------