WarSon

This is the story of a normal person, who had a great fondness for role-playing games, in such a way that all his free time was dedicated to them. Suddenly, one day he closes his eyes and is sent to a world of magic and fantasy, in which he became the final boss of an imposing magical castle and in his position as overlord he will change the course of his new world forever. Follow the story of the inhabitants of Damenburg Castle and immerse yourself in an incredible story in a world of magic and medieval fantasy from the villain's perspective

The Lord

"Curse! Fuck! Shitty horses! I thought they could handle the trip. Only a few miles to go until we get to Eastheim! " he cursed the man sitting behind the horses.

Carrying his oil lamp with him, the burly man illuminated the broken wheel. Both the round and the shaft that was installed were completely broken. Without serious repairs, the car would not move an inch. At least for tonight.

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Damn son of a bitch! " he gritted his teeth at the bald man as he ripped the few gray hairs off his head.

He knew immediately that, under such circumstances, they could not repair the broken axle. They had to wait until morning and then send someone to fetch the necessary tools and materials to begin the repairs. Leaving the car, and with it his goods, pushing the broken car off the road was not an option. It is absolutely not an option! Someone could find him and steal the goods from him in his absence.

Eastland, Part 2