Stoicist

This is a story about a modern man inspired by great conquerors, like Alexander the Great and Genghis Khan, to conquer another world. And, for that, he will utilize modern knowledge to develop his kingdom and innovative war strategies to conquer everything.

Since he was a child, Henry loved reading about Alexander the Great, Julius Caesar and Genghis Khan, the greatest conquerors of all time. He idolized these important characters that molded humankind history with their own hands. Henry was always amazed by their great war tatics and strategies, that allowed them to conquer the world. He wanted to become someone like that.

Unfortunately, he was born in the modern times and in a place that war was not a common occurence. Alone, he began to play hundreds of strategy games and eventually became a professional player, famous for his crazy and intelligent way of thinking.

However, one day, due to unknown circumstances, Henry died and found himself on the long road to reincarnation, from where he jumped into the Dimensions River and reincarnated as the King of the Stahl Kingdom, a poor and cold nation surrounded by barbarians and wild life. 

He was finally in a place where he could conquer and dominate. A place where his brilliant tatics and strategies could dictate the way of the whole world. He wanted to follow the steps of his heroes and become the conqueror of the world.

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Building a Kingdom and Conquering the World

<p>A grand gate rose before the group, partially hidden by a mantle of moving clouds, as if they were nearing the entrance to the realm of the dead, where their ancestors resided. The sheer size of the structure loomed against the pallid sky, its dark stone walls etched with the marks of countless winters that had come and gone. A few of the barbarians glanced at each other, their eyes wide with unease, shivering in the swirling wind. They were not afraid of dying in battle, for that was a cornerstone of their pride, but they were deeply superstitious and feared angering their ancestors and being unable to dine at their table in the afterlife. The notion that this gate might be the threshold between the living and the dead unsettled them more than the threat of any mortal foe.</p>

The Five Elders