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 200: Calamity Explosion and Life Resurrection!!!

"That is the God Source! How did you come into possession of that artifact?"

Dolion yelled, pounding the soundproof barrier while barking like a crazed dog, but no matter how hard he punched or cursed, no crack or sound could leave inside his prison.

"No, no? How dare all of you!" Dolion becomes outraged as he stares at the black cube in Zion's hand, greed written all over his face.

Elenia, on the other hand, couldn't help but reflect on all the changes on the battlefield, from remorse, fear, and rage at losing to now surprises, surprises, and more surprises, not just for her but for all of them.

"How could it be? This is the well-known artifact that everyone sought. Shouldn't this artifact be in the hands of a mysterious kingdom that disappeared a long time ago?"