Night_of_Dreams

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck. 

He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia… 

Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.

 When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom.
 If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately.

Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire...

Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system. 
"So, what if I’m banished to never return?
I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy.
Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha " 

"The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha"

[Tsk… Good for you, host]

"...." Zion

"...." system

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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

Chapter 191: Color and Emotional Spectrum

The colorful god's arrogance while admitting the truth of the past reached heaven and earth, his voice echoing in the entire magic capital, not caring if the subordinate between the two opposite factions of the Wiseman or Atlas would learn the truth.

After all, he is a god, and although not known by all lifeforms, he still takes pride in being at the top, looking down at lower lifeforms at the bottom.

He, Dolion, the god who ruled over the color and emotional spectrum, has finally descended to the mortal world of Arzenia and will now shower the world with the true color of emotions.

Confident to deal with the little problems using only five percent power inside its body.

Because unlike mortals, who build their foundation to become strongmen of the world, a god was already born powerful with a distinct divinity that can affect the world.