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 298: Generals and Knights vs. Beasts

"Hahaha… Never retreat, never surrender." Boom…

Leander laughed loudly as his heart exploded with an indomitable self-will of courage facing strong opponents like the Berserk bear.

His fears, worries, and doubts were drowned in his pure adrenaline, not noticing his transparent blue armor, made of pure self-will energy to form ripples as it carved the figure of the Berserk Bear.

Inside his heart, the little charming avatar of his indomitable self-will, who was wearing the same armor, slowly stood up, gathering the newfound strength of self-will from its armor before punching its way through the invisible chains of fear, worries, and doubt, reaching a new level.

Crack, boom… 'Success, I, Leander, have finally reached the mid-level of King's Indomitable Will and conquered my fear and doubts against facing a catastrophe beast.'