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.
The air around them thrummed with power as the dragon's systems updated, processing centuries of forgotten knowledge in mere moments.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the glowing circuits dimmed, the tendrils retracted, and the ground settled back into its original form, leaving no trace of the process that had just occurred.
The dragon's eyes gleamed with newfound knowledge, and it turned its gaze toward #4. "The data is now complete. I have reconnected with Clockwork City's core systems. The control room is located in this part of the map."
The dragon's eyes glowed brightly, projecting a detailed, holographic map into the air. The intricate lines and symbols floated between them, casting a soft light that illuminated the chamber.
#4 chirped in amazement, captivated by the whole thing.