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Kingdom Creation System

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The World of Loreston was Erick Brighton's favorite Video Game. He'd become one of the top players and constantly stayed up all night, competing in tournaments and avoiding any real commitments besides feeding his two plants. However, one night when he awoke, he was no longer in his house in front of his computer, but surrounded by Goblins, beautiful woman, and enough supplies to build a tower from the ground to the moon. Turning into a Lord, one of the individuals gifted with the ability to create structures, he starts out as a lowly surf as he attempts to climb the social structure from a small, powerless villager into the king of the world! Warning: Contains harem elements, gore, and a ton of gamelit elements.

Chapter 1Kingdom Creation System

"Wake up quickly! Wake up! Troops are invading sire… get your kingdom ready!"

"Troops… did I leave the game on all night?" Erick rubbed his eyes, opening them to five little green goblins by his feet. "Excuse me, but why are you guys dressed up, and why are you yelling at me?"

"It's because you're the king sire… You drank too much last night and fell asleep. If we didn't wake you, who would build the gates to protect our kingdom?"

<Ding!>

<Kingdom Creation System has been activated.>>

<<Loading prompt>>

<<Erick Brighten… congratulations on entering the world of Lorena! You've been gifted a small surf territory with 400 wood, 500 food, and 1000 gold… An attack will happen on your kingdom in five minutes.>>

<<Do you have any questions?>>

"Yeah, who put you up to this little green guys? Did you put some sort of device in my ear?" Erick cracked his neck and got off of his chair, stumbling out the doorway and into the world.

There was a strange countdown clock in the sky, hovering up above his head. It really showed only four minutes left before the raid would be here.

Erick Brighten dropped back in shock as he saw the timer counting down. He crawled on his hands and his feet like a four-legged spider before a series of screams could be heard in the distance.

<<Ding! You may be wondering but that is the incoming Horde! Stop the Horde in order to get gold and new materials for building up tools…>>

<<Five Kingdoms now have sent scouts into the area in order to see what the fuss is all about. It is recommended to join one of the kingdoms in order to stop your complete and total annihilation.>>

"You know… Usually when you wake up in the morning you expect pancakes and sausage in the morning… not an army of whatever those things are!"

<<Those are slime zombies… Attack ranges between 15 – 30. Defense is 10… loading building window for host… Please select a building to create.>>

[Buildings Available]

[Barn: Level 1: Requirement 50 wood 100 gold]

[Barracks level 1: Requirement 300 wood 300 gold.]

{Fencing level 1: Requirement 5 wood 5 gold]

[Attack Tower level 1: Requirement 100 wood 100 gold]

<<please click on an item to load it… In order to place it, visualize in your mind where you want the building to go.>>

"Okay… sure… I'll just believe that I got transported into a video game when I was sleeping… Let me at least pinch myself first… ow!"

Erick grimaced in pain before he focused on trying to build a barracks. In just a second, the barracks was erected. It looked like the sped-up version of a house's actual construction.

The five goblins had been the ones that set to work… They seemed to turn into lines of green light, and then a second later the building was standing.

<<You've received 20 experience for building a level 1 barracks1>>

<<Materials remaining 100 wood, 500 food and 1000 gold. To hire 20 soldiers it will require 400 food… Would you like to hire the soldiers?>>

"I don't think I really have a choice… the countdown only has one minute left… Of course I want to hire the soldiers!"

<<Soldiers will appear in 30 seconds… it is recommended to spend 300 gold on weapons from the merchant… Would you like to purchase 10 swords, and 10 pick axes?>>

<<All other options are not available… System will limit number of choices to four on most occasions. If you want more options, please say more options.>>

"No, I'll take the first option… 10 swords and 10 pick axes… please don't make this situation any more complicated than it already is."

<<Understood>>

<<Soldiers are now being summoned from a nearby kingdom… which kingdom would you like to choose to be your backer?>>

<<Crag Kingdom – average soldiers – 10 attack 20 defense 15 speed 30 health>>

<<Fernet Alliance – average soldiers – 30 attack 5 defense 20 speed and 100 health>>

<<Velvet Militia – average soldiers – 25 attack 15 defense 30 speed and 80 health>>

<<You have ten seconds to decide before slime zombies reach your base…>>

"Let's go with the Velvet Militia… their troops have over 15 extra stat points compared to the other two… you agree with me right?"

<<System is unable to answer questions related to giving out opinions. If you are unable to make a decision, you can leave it to a random selection.>>

"Stick with Velvet Militia, then, quick! The countdown only has 20 seconds remaining…."

<<You've selected Velvet Militia. The two other nearby kingdoms have automatically declared war on you. Your soldiers will be generated in 30 seconds…>>

<<Would you like to build some fences? Tutorial mode is still activated, so system will give you recommendations until the first day is over.>>

"Obviously!" Erick Brighton saw nearly 1000 slime zombies running up the hill only twenty meters away from where he was. The sun above them was blazing down and the trees behind them were shaking from their strides.

They had on shinning leather armor, and small axes on their backs. As they were approaching the twenty soldiers from Velvet Militia rushed out from the barracks and towards the incoming slimes.

<<Battle has started..>>

<<Goblins have just finished building fences… Your placement of the fences has been judged as C+… You've gained 30 experience.>>

"I didn't have a lot of time to figure out how to place the fences perfectly… So what happens if I lose the battle? Do I respawn, or go back to Earth… Do I wake up? No one besides goblins and a voice in my head have talked to me!"

<<You will go to the graveyard, and will remain dead unless a necromancer comes by to revive you. Don't worry, the chances of you being not revived in a million years is less than .4 percent>>

"Necromancer? I don't remember there being a necromancer in World of Lorestan… Was it available in the next patch?"

<<No time to talk… please focus on the battle…>>

<<18 of your soldiers are still remaining… Chances of victory if things remain the same is 10 percent.>>

"ugh… have them form a line in the middle of those feces I've built… Luckily, I've spent enough time in history class to know how to make advantage of a small amount of troops."

<<Chances of survival have gone up to 80 percent… you will see an icon to drag your troops over to that location in your mind. Items will be labeled with their names like in the online video game you used to play.>>

"it does look like the World of Loretta interface, okay…" Erick somehow clicked in his mind and dragged the troops with his cursor, and then selected to move them over to the fences. They rushed to the location that Erick had selected, and were immediately followed by over 800 zombies.

Countless red numbers could be seen inside his head that he couldn't see when his eyes were open. Those were all the remaining health bars of the zombies, including the exact damage his troops were able to dish out.

His soldiers did roughly 30 damage each attack, and took about five damage every time they got hit. Using a switching tactic, he made all the ones losing health go to the back before summoning the other two to the front.

<You've gained 10 experience for defeating 100 goblins…>

<<You've gained 30 experience for defeating 300 goblins…>>

<<You've lost another two soldiers… sixteen soldiers remain…>>

<<You've angered the <Silver Slime Zombie>… if your troops are able to defeat the <Silver Slime Zombie> all of the slime zombies will be forced to retreat.>>

Silver Slime Zombie

Level 2

Health 300 / 300

Attack: 50

Defense: 15

Speed: 15

Magic Attack: 45

[Silver Slime Zombie – can split into two when threatened and wields a large bone axe.]

[Time until <Silver Slime Zombie> approaches is 2 minutes… When he approaches, his troops will fall back… It is recommended that you join in the fight if you want your soldiers to survive…]

"I don't think it would be a wise idea for me to join the fight. I don't even have a class and haven't even seen my stats… is there anything special I can do to stop them?"

<<Your class has been selected for you… As a Lord, you're proficient in magic, and all weapons… You can even control yourself inside your own head, if you don't wish to play your own character.>>

"That sounds so strange!" Erick clicked on himself to see if any of his stats loaded. Sure enough, like in World of Lorenstan his stats loaded immediately.

[Erick Brighten – Lord Class

Level 1

Health 500 / 500

Attack: 10

Defense: 5

Speed: 50

Magic Attack: 30

Skills: None available

Diagnosis: Contains no redeeming qualities… Is about as useless as a lump of turd.]

"Great… It's nice to be called a lump of turd by a robotic voice… Can I at least purchase a weapon?"

<<Weapons for Lords are more expensive than any other weapons… Your starting weapon can either be a pitchfork or shovel.>>

<<Pitchfork costs 300 gold and Shovel costs 400 gold>>

"I'll go with shovel… however, can really command myself… how can I fight with my eyes closed?"

<<The only way to figure it out is to try," The system's voice faded out before a shovel suddenly got tossed to him from a distant place and crashed into the ground. Picking up the shovel, he literally commanded himself to run to his troops with his eyes closed.

It almost seemed like he entered into a little command room, and he was just one of the characters on the screen to command.

His soldiers were currently running out of health, and he charged up to them to save the day. Clicking on his attack list, all that seemed to be available was smash, and he used it liberally on the horde of zombies still remaining.

<<Ding!>>

<<You've killed your first slime zombie by bashing off it's head! You've gained three experience>>

<<Your troops morale has increased by 15 seeing a serf lord fighting against slime zombies! Their speed has increased by 5 for two minutes!>>

"Great, I can't believe I'm actually doing this! I thought it would be much harder to survive the first wave… Looks like things are going to go smooth from here on out."

<<Ding!>>

<< <Silver Slime Zombie> is approaching… it is enraged seeing so many of its dead brothers on the floor… It's received a 25-attack bonus!>>

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