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 searched for #4 until night swallowed the day, but he still couldn't find where the little chick had gone.
"Have you seen #4?" Rain asked the villagers, but they only shook their heads.
~Chi!~
Chi called loudly and sharply, stomping her foot in frustration. 'How dare that brat not show himself when our lord is calling? I will make sure to punish him severely.'
"Don't threaten him. He might not come out anymore," Rain sighed.
His statue was with #4, and he feared that he might run away from home with it. #4 had a bit of a rebellious streak, and Rain worried about both #4 and his precious statue.
I hope he didn't do anything rash.
"Oh, you're looking for #4?" Hana asked with a big smile, unfazed by the dirt on her hands and feet as she cleaned the pig's pit.