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 battle was far from over. The loss of leaders and soldiers had not dampened the fierce determination of either side.
If anything, it had intensified their resolve. They had lost something precious and gained hard-fought advantages in return.
The Orcs knew they had to fight smarter, to utilize every ounce of their strength. They no longer underestimated the Hobgoblins as weaker race. The last time they did, they lost two of their Generals.
The Hobgoblins, on the other hand, understood that they had to be relentless, to exploit every weakness of their foe. The Orcs were never to be underestimated and required strategy to defeat and not just numbers.
As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, both camps stirred with renewed purpose. Weapons were sharpened, armor was donned, and battle cries resounded.