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

Conradin pressed his hand against his shoulder, feeling the sticky warmth seeping through his fingers. When he pulled it away, his palm was coated in blood. The cut was shallow, but it bled heavily, worse than it should have, especially for someone who hadn't trained his body much beyond idle sword drills.

He cast a hateful glare toward the trees where the woman had vanished, fighting the urge to order his men to give chase. But he couldn't abandon the carriage. His orders were clear. He had to deliver it to Prince Emerik…his future depended on that.

"I will find you" - he muttered under his breath, yanking the dagger from where it had buried itself deep into the wood of the caravan. He studied it for a moment, noting the craftsmanship, before slipping it into his pocket.