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 248: Heroes fated tattoos…

'So he stops learning magic to focus on his origin magic.'

'He's just about 25 years old, yet he's already broken through the barrier to reach his own original magic spell. What a monstrous genius!'

Zion silently scanned Rill's information while watching him play with his paintbrush, as he could sense a lingering cluster of elements emanating from it.

But then he sighed, hearing Ruina, Rill, and Clay squabble over magic, exhaustion, and noble obligations in their lives, as he could only shake his head and ignore them.

Right now, he was thinking of ways to entice another monstrous hero on his side, knowing Rill was no ordinary mage like Ruina, who focuses on rune formation.

If Ruina was a rune-type mage who was capable of support enhancement by creating rune text in her body, item, or surroundings,