Prologue

The great age of the Taurus is coming, the age of war and death.

Wakazk woke up. He stood up and pondered about who he was. In fact, he is a reincarnated being. When he tried to search in his memory, he found something, but the price to remember is not something to laugh at. At that time a junk of memory popped up in his mind and a great pain flooded the mind of Wazak, it was so horrible that blood began to drip out of his ears, eyes and nose. He slowly began to understand things. He had transmigrated into the body of a Taurus. He had an encounter with God, who gave him three wishes. That he could reincarnate hundred years before the downfall of Erebor, in the Tolkien fantasy world. He was reincarnated hundred years before Smaug attacked the dwarves. His second wish was that he could become a great Taurus, like in warcraft. And his last wish was that he could have the system of a Civilization game system.

This is just the beginning of the Taurus age, the age of blood and tears.

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After being reincarnated in this vast rocky mountain range Wazak was now in the Tolkien universe but he wasn't in middle earth. He was in the great, frosty mountain range of Avikangsdan. Far in the northeast.

It is a place so cold and so far away from civilization that never humans, elves, orcs, dwarves nor magicians visited and even knew of.

Wakazk was entangled in depressing thoughts when a fearsome voice whispered: "You can operate the game now. Do you want to open the system?".

Wakazk was shocked as he looked around. There was no one. But he soon calmed down, after all it was his wish to have a system. He was just surprised from this fearsome voice, speaking an unknown yet comprehensible dark language.

"I'll try." He was now completely calm and watched the game interface and found that the familiar buildings shown on it. There were town halls for two races.

"Great hall of Taurus, build it." Wakazk said.

"Re-select the location of the building. This place doesn't meet the requirements." Said the whispering voice in his mind.

"I can build the great hall, barracks and so on to build my civilization. That is good, Now I need to find a good place to build my nation."

The construction of town hall and great hall was fundamental in a city.

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Wakazk took his time and walked towards the direction his heart told him to go, the south. In fact, at the end of the day he arrived at the end of the mountain range and there were a lot of lakes and grassland. It was a good place to build a town.

If he located the town at the last lake were a river flows in and were it was surrounded by thick old forest, he was pretty sure it would be very difficult for others to attack the place. In the north they were protected by a mountain range and hills, by the east they were protected by hills and a forest and the south by lakes and a giant forest. Nonetheless it was also freezing cold.

"Are you sure you want to build the great hall here?" Asked the whispering voice ?