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[Host detected. System activated]

“What's going on?” 

[Host, I am the system. I will help You Build Your Empire. You have arrived in a world called Proxima Center. It is 10 times bigger than your planet]

In This story, we follow the life of  Alberto, a World War II veteran who was killed in action during the war.

But God decided to give him another life. He sends him to a fantasy world. This fantasy realm is ten times the size of Earth, teeming with legendary creatures and vast nations that rival even the might of the Mongol Empire. Where our main character will build his country entirely from scratch using the system given by God. A powerful system that is capable of making him a powerful being

So let's enjoy our main character's journey together. 

Join Alberto on his epic journey as he transforms from a soldier into a sovereign, building alliances, facing formidable foes, and perhaps even discovering love amidst the chaos. 

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— ★ This story is perfect for fans of fantasy, politics, science fiction, Horror, Conquest, and romance. If you enjoy complex characters, intricate plots, and richly detailed world-building, then this is the story for you. |★|

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Reincarnated with the Country System

23—10—1560 WC

The ships groaned as they docked at the sprawling shipyard. The rescued people stumbled onto the cracked concrete, their eyes wide with a mix of relief and trepidation.

"Hey, you! Yeah, you—Eric, right?" A man in a crisp white naval uniform strode toward him. His voice was sharp, commanding, and carried an edge of impatience.

Eric nodded, his throat dry. "Yeah, that's me. Where the hell are we?"

The officer smirked, his teeth gleaming under the harsh sunlight. "Welcome to the Bernard Empire, kid. Never heard of it, I bet."

"Bernard Empire?" Eric's brow furrowed. "You're right. Never heard of it. What kind of backwater place is this?"

The officer's smirk didn't waver. "Backwater? That's rich, coming from a washed-up prince." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a growl. "Listen up, kid. You're in no position to be throwing around insults. Not here."

Hope in a Strange Land