FerriticMatrix

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery.
A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him.
He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself.
But how can such things not attract jealous eyes?
The naval superpower- Cantagena,
The unstoppable army of- Exolas, 
The superpower of the east- Adhania,
The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, 
The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, 
And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest,
All want something from each other.
In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all.

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Herald of Steel

Alexander sighed in heart as he felt a headache coming knowing he would have to deal with more such bullshit if he wished to become a part of the Adhanian upper class.


Messy familiar relations were part and parcel of the upper class and Alexander knew he had little chance of avoiding them.


But then Alexander suddenly looked at Nanazin's claim from a different angle.


"Don't tell me Amenheraft left his daughters in the hopes the soldiers attacking the temple would violate them, and help form a permanent schism between Pasha Farzah and Your Majesty!" Alexander's loud deduction sent chills down everyone's heart.


"Father..Royal father would never do that!" This was the first time the twins opened their mouths since they handed the coins to Alexander.


"That's right….brother…Amenheraft and I may have our differences. But he would never use his daughters in such a way." Ptolomy spoke up to defend his half-brother.


Lunch With the Royals (Part 4)