MiuNovels

In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk.

Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life.

However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs.

This was the Spirit Realm.

Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. 

They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. 

NOTE!

NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. 

This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. 

Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror.

If this story interests you, give it a try.

Spirit Game

Every 100PS = 1chap
Every 50GT = 1chap
Every Super Gift = 1chap

BONUS CHAPTERS!

"Agenda?" Izumi echoed, a knowing smirk curling his lips. He was no fool; he'd been around long enough to understand the ways of the world, so he had expected this outcome.

Rain hesitated, thrown off by Izumi's calm demeanor. But he quickly reminded himself that he held the upper hand, and there was nothing to fear.

"As you can see, the vial works. But one vial can only cure thousands of your clansmen. To heal everyone, you'll need hundreds of thousands of these. I can provide enough to cure your entire clan and put an end to the curse so your future generations will be safe. However, in return, you must do something for me."

Izumi paused, considering Rain's words. Then, unexpectedly, he burst into laughter. It echoed through the room, a sound that seemed foreign to the somber halls of his castle.

"I like you, kid! Come, state your demands! If you want me to serve you, just say it!"

The Bargain for Redemption