In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk. Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life. However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs. This was the Spirit Realm. Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. NOTE! NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror. If this story interests you, give it a try.
Rain felt the weight of the battle bearing down on him, the air thick and stifling, as if the very room was closing in around them. The pressure was suffocating, intensified by the unrelenting tide of shadow creatures that continued to flood in.
And then, just as it seemed they might be overrun, the magic circle began to glow. Golly had done it — the runes on the stone flared with light, and with a deep, rumbling sound, it flashed with bright light.
"Everyone come to the magic circle!" Rain shouted, driving his sword into the ground and sending a shockwave of energy through the chamber, knocking the nearest creatures back. "Get inside the circle!"