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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

(Sorry guys... Had the chapter in auto publish. But there was a small glitch. First miss in 1 and half years.... and it wasn't even my faith. *Sob*, *Sob*, *Sob*. Gutted)

The winter in Caira was proving to be very comfortable for Alexander.

It was unusually warm here when compared to Zanzan, and because the city was right next to the coast, the surroundings were refreshingly cool during the day but tepid and snug during the night.

The sun would almost always be bright and shining in the morning, so despite the temperature hovering close to the high single digits, it was actually not as frigid as one would think.

And it was due to this that Alexander could not help but want to sunbathe a bit, loving to stare at the navy blue sky with nary a cloud in sight.

And as he sat down, he began to think over Lord Nolan's feet dragging, while attempting to deduce what was holding the old man up.

"My lord, we have caught a boat filled with ropals!"

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