webnovel

I'm Actually Not Overpowered!

Getting caught up in another world, especially the same kind as your favorite Novel, sounds all fun and sweet... … Until it's not! As an avid Weeb, this wasn't how Samuel expected his Transmigrated life to turn out. Completely removed from the comfortable life he once knew, this ‘modern guy' finds himself in a fantasy world that is in polar contrast with what he had imagined. His mission? Kill the Demon God and bring the world to peace! It sounds so easy, right? Too bad his new life isn't as grand as he expected. 'Now that it has come to this, there's only one thing left to do...' Gather as many allies as he can on his grand quest. "I'm not Overpowered, but... no one has to know that, right?" Watch as Samuel Peterson, a seemingly ordinary guy, overcomes his tribulation in a place where everyone relies on him and actually believes he is their only hope. An epic Kingdombuilding Misunderstanding Story awaits you! ______________________________ {A/N: Please check Auxiliary Chapters for information on Characters. Original Character Artworks will be made available on the Discord Server, so please do well to join.} https://discord.gg/yMPNRURZJh ~Thanks!~ _______________________________ As the Theme dictates, this is a Kingdom Building Novel, and one that has character progression. Even though the MC is as weak as possible (initially), it does not affect the story negatively. In fact, it's actually the opposite. Just read a few chapters and you'll be convinced. This is a fun book. I certainly hope you enjoy it and support the Novel. Since I'm in a contest, please help me to win. Thanks!

Magecrafter · แฟนตาซี
เรตติ้งไม่พอ
234 Chs

For Real? Am I Really Dead?!

They say when a person dies, they're surrounded by pitch-black darkness.

Then, they see a brilliant glow that they reach out to—something like the light at the end of a tunnel. Well...

... That didn't exactly happen to me.

*

*

*

"Damnit... I really died." My voice echoed across the vast expanse as I looked around me.

It was a pristine white—like a vast ocean of blankness.

The sky was undiluted with any color, and everywhere I looked, had the same color —or lack thereof.

The blankness seemed to go on for miles, and I couldn't perceive anything but the unnatural whiteness that filled everywhere. I was the odd one out in this sea of white.

'This sucks...' I sighed.

Having nothing more to do, I sat down. After a while, I laid my back on the clear floor and closed my eyes.

There really was nothing I could do. Once you died, it was over. That was a fact I couldn't refute.

'I tried my best, but...'

Regret was useless, so I wasn't going to torture myself with that.