A young man downloaded his childhood game called 'Clash of Clans'. His old account was lost so he made a new one and maxed out his Town Hall (Level 2) base. But then everything went black. When the young man opened his eyes, he was inside an unfamiliar building. He was now inside his own game. But that wasn't all, the surrounding of his base was also different. Will he manage to survive in this new and unfamiliar land? That question can only be answered by reading the story. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I neither own Clash of Clans nor Overlord. I don't own the art either and if the artist asks I am willing to remove it.
{An apology to my dear viewers.
I sorry to inform that this fanfic will be edited into a different direction. I am doing this because of some issues in the story's starting chapters.
The new narrative will be about a home village form clash of clans finding themselves in the new world; Away from their clan, traders, and other bases they will have to adapt to their new circumstances.
I hope you find this just as interesting as the previous narrative.}