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.
"What are they going to do next?" Rain uttered to himself. Both sides had their advantages and disadvantages.
But . . . Rain's eyes settled on Lord Izumi. The lord of an entire clan was here against just a general of the Hobgoblins. That alone was a big, one-sided fight.
"What's wrong? Cast your magic!" Gnarlock taunted. "I will smash it to pieces with my axe!" He waved his axe, and a tornado burst forth, sending Ebizo's soldiers flying.
"He's so strong . . . ," Rain muttered, a mix of awe and fear in his voice. He was grateful he wasn't the one facing that monster.
Eve was right; he should fight like the weak and let the strong fight for him. It wasn't cowardice, Rain reassured himself. It was simply strategy!
"Hmph. He is indeed worthy of his general title," Izumi said. "Unfortunately, you're up against me. In my eyes, you're still just an egg!