conquer

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.

WARNING: Contains a dangerous amount of erotic content. Read responsibly. Or don't. We're not your parents. Funny. Filthy. Unapologetically ecchi. Real stakes, real romance, and, somehow, a real heart buried under all the chaos. If that sounds like your kind of trouble, welcome home. 400+ chapters planned. New chapters daily. A story that'll have you cackling one chapter and clutching your chest the next. Strap in. -------- SYNOPSIS: Lucien Vale was CEO of more companies than he could name, a billionaire playboy with the ethics of a loaded dice and the libido of a man who'd never once heard the word "no." Then a truck ended his winning streak. Standing trial before three very unimpressed gods, he did what he does best: negotiated. Talked eternal damnation down to a counteroffer. Now he's Lucidius, Demon Lord of a forgotten wasteland, under strict orders to give a world gone soft and complacent something to fear again. Lucien doesn't do anything halfway. Saddled with an angelic handler who's failing spectacularly to resist his charm, he sets his ruthless business instincts, corporate savvy, and shameless charisma loose on his new kingdom, and starts building an empire that doesn't just conquer. It modernizes. Plumbing. Electricity. Labor laws. Sensual massage benefits, obviously. The people worship him. The royals fear him. The gods are starting to sweat. He was sent to restore balance. Lucien Vale is here to dominate, and build a world worth conquering. --------------------- Enjoying the ride? Ratings, reviews, and power stones keep this thing alive. Show some love! Let me know if you want it punchier, shorter, or leaning harder into a specific angle (comedy vs. plot vs. romance).

The twins, Olivier and Victor, grew up in the Golden Age of Alchemy, only to end it as enemies. After a long and bloody battle, the two are consumed in a strange light, returning to their childhood. It was all a part of Victor’s plans to stop the end of alchemy and to become the greatest alchemist alive. An exception to this plan, however, was his vagabond brother, Olivier, a man who wasn’t supposed to remember his previous life. Olivier’s lifelong hatred of Victor only grew when he killed their mother. So he plots to destroy him, then, to ascend to a realm beyond humanity. The two must use the city they grew up in to gather strength and to surpass the other. To play by the laws that bind them and to garner allies. Except the past isn’t playing out as it should. It has changed without their intervention, and their memories aren’t as correct as they once thought. It doesn’t take long for a true horror to reveal itself to them.

Holy Pope, golden scepter. Knight King, silver embroidered bed. The one who sows wheat eats chaff, the one who weaves has no clothes. When Eve and Adam toiled, the nobles and gentlemen sat in high halls? Occupy my wife, seize my house, kill my pair of good parents! Countless heads roll, blood debts must be repaid with blood! Behead the Priests! Behead the Pope! Behead the Knights! Behead the King! Slash away all injustice, balance all the debts of grievances. We common folks are mere pigs and sheep, welcoming the Saintess to start a massacre. When the Saintess arrives, there will be no Priests! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no Kings! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no forced labor! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no taxes!

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America! The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years! But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America! Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

The once most powerful ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique has been lost for millions upon millions of years. Countless years later, youth Lin Feng who was down on his luck, managed to obtain the number one ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique by chance. When Lin Feng departed from a tiny city of the northern-most area in the world, a legendary story would begin. This is a world with experts as many as the trees in a forest, a world where different races vyes for supremacy. Who shall rule over destiny in this boundlessly vast land? Depending on the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, Lin Feng battle the heavens and fought the earth, sweeping aside all experts with dominance, tyrannically ruling the myriad realms.

Destiny splits before me into two unrelated, straight lines: one leading to a palace and city ablaze, the Kingdom overthrown, the Earth bearing suffering, and Life enduring torment in this Fire. And the other leading to the pinnacle of Ancient Kings, where deities in the clouds personally crown me. I don the laurel wreath, basking in the cheers of the mountain. My gaze pierces through the mists of history, my Knights conquer lands for me, my Sword cleaves through obstacles, leading my people to victory. I take up this Scepter, holding the Authority of the World in my hands. I overlook the multitude, altering the course of history. I am Brand, King of Vorn, and this is my Legendary tale. ......................... Plain version synopsis: This is a story about a Senior Warrior with memories of rebirth, crossing back into the World he once fought for to alter the strands of history and make a mark in the sands of time.

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty? It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry. Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human? Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts! Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

After dying in an accident, Julian thought his story was over. Instead, he wakes up in a medieval fantasy world, ruled by steel, filled with magic, and crawling with monstrous beasts. Reborn as Darion, the bastard son of an emperor, he is thrown into a life of mockery and scorn. As an illegitimate noble, he holds no power, no respect, and no future. Until Awakening Day. In this world, only the children of noble families awaken a Class: an ability that determines their status and role. Some become Dukes for awakening classes that summon mythical beasts. Others rise as Commanders, wielding magic capable of dominating entire battlefields. Darion awakens… nothing. Laughter erupts across the ceremony hall. Declared classless and a disgrace to the imperial bloodline, he is cast off as a mere baron and exiled to a dying territory—barren lands, starving knights, and graves of fallen soldiers who died defending a domain the empire long abandoned. Darion is left with a single, bitter question: What is a classless lord supposed to do with dead knights? [Ding!] [Late Awakening Detected] [YOU HAVE AWAKENED: NECROMANCER] With no gold, no allies, and enemies closing in, he decides to build his kingdom the only way he can… By raising an immortal legion from the battlefield. [First Undead Knight Raised] [First Undead Wolf Raised] [Legion Formation Initialized]

Forget history. Forget legacy. Forget passion. The future of football is a formula, and eighteen-year-old Michael Sterling is about to prove it. While his father, Richard, clings to the romantic, decaying dream of their beloved Northwood FC, Michael sees only one thing: failure. The club is a joke, staring down the barrel of relegation with a wage bill that could bankrupt a small nation. His solution? Sell. His father's? A lecture about the club's "soul." Mocked by his friends and infuriated by his father's refusal to face reality, Michael snaps. He’s done trying to fix the past; he's going to build the future. Liquidating his lavish lifestyle, he gambles everything he has on a radical experiment: to create a football club run purely by logic. He'll scout with algorithms, sign players based on statistical value, and manage with cold, calculated strategy. He’s building a machine designed for one purpose: to dominate. This is the story of a young genius who declares war on the old ways, determined to build an empire so successful it will force his father, and the entire football world, to admit he was right. Can a club without a soul conquer the beautiful game?

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

Reborn as Prince Heixinggen of the Hohenzollern family's Swabian branch, he saw the coming storm of European turmoil and decided that Europe was no longer worth staying in. In East Africa, he seized land, organized immigration and development, laid the foundation through agriculture, and step by step, leveraged crises to achieve industrialization. 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/Canserbero10

“What if you could master every path of evolution at once?” Grey Lockhart turned that question into reality. With a mind that defied all limits, he rose step by step beyond what anyone thought possible, his body rivaled the mightiest martial artists, his mind outshone the strongest espers, and his energy could shatter the very laws of creation. Stronger enemies? He only grew stronger facing them. The world on the brink of collapse? Not while he still stood. Heroes, chosen ones, and so-called protagonists of the age—none could match him. He surpassed them all and left their legends buried beneath his feet. In the end, his limitless, world-breaking comprehension alone was enough to rewrite existence itself and claim the divine throne. Warning: This story contains world-ending beings, Evolvers capable of erasing reality with a single thought, unique transformations and a protagonist who grows endlessly, defying the very laws that govern existence. #EvolutionaryGrowth #InfinitePotential #Ascension #SuperhumanAbilities #Cultivation Read my review in the review section for more information. Join the discord for illustrations and discussion: https://discord.gg/yjNVUrSRhf

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.)

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

A young man finds himself transmigrated into the body of a Viscount, a sickly old Viscount!! Scared and afraid of death, he reveals his true human nature, and begins to fulfill his carnal desires. He becomes a new man, transforms into a young body, he still doesn't stop, and places his hungry eyes on the corrupt Noble Bloodline.!! (18+) Explicit content … “Her skirt revealed her plump white thighs, which Terias was tempted to touch. Maya’s deliberate swinging of her hips and her bosom grabbed his attention.” … Tasha stood before Terias with the confidence of someone who already knew the effect she had on him. She had discarded her dress, leaving no doubt about why she had come to see him. “My lord, why are you staring?” A playful smile appeared on her face. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” … *It is a slow paced story, and there is world building.* ... [Mc takes consent from Woman not their husband] [Mc doesn't want to NTR every guy. He only makes their wife cheat for sex.] [Netori, Cheating, Blackmail, little NTR too] [has NTR, if you consider some maids the mc left behind and forgot ] [World has superpowers, demon beasts, and demons]

Following the death of the emperor, the Astanian Empire plunged into chaos. His two sons both aiming for the throne caused a civil war that divided the empire. In the midst of this conflict, Alaric was forced into conscription. He later joined the crown prince’s army as a company commander. He led his 100-man army into battle, fiercely fighting with the hope of a better future. Unfortunately, he was just too weak to cause a ripple on the battlefield. A single arrow to the head shattered his hopes and he died without even a proper burial. Just when he thought that everything was over, he found himself back to his younger self with his memories intact. Armed with his knowledge of the future and a system that awakened his dormant powers, Alaric began his journey to overcome his fated demise. ~~~ Additional Tags: #Territory Management #Strong to Overpowered #Regression #War

A man from the 21st century opens his eyes in Rome in 87 BC and discovers that he can clone himself without limit. In a time of chaos and ambition, he will use his ability to survive, crush his rivals, and build a power that could change the fate of Rome I appreciate your support on my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/FranBloodthirstyNovels Weekly updates: Patreon: 5 to 7 chapters Webnovel: 3 to 4 chapters

A pure time-travel story without any system cheats—just intelligence and knowledge driving the narrative. If that’s not your cup of tea, feel free to skip! The protagonist finds himself transported to the French Republic, born into a family that owns a long-standing agricultural tractor business. As the heir of this quasi-wealthy lineage, he’s about to become the third generation of success. The catch? Their estate is near Paris, and the Germans will soon advance to this region. To secure his family’s future, he must save France itself. Gallieni: “Good heavens, the enemy has actually exposed their flank to us!” Joffre: “This can’t be true. Could it be a trap?” Protagonist: “The plan is ready. Are you going to take action, or do I have to spoon-feed it to you?” … German Army: “This is supposed to be a tractor factory? What on earth are these steel monsters that seem impervious to bullets?” Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1