MotivatedSloth

What do you do when the first thing you remember after apparent reincarnation... are the steel bars of the prison coach, driving you off to an exile meant as just a fancy manner of execution?

Deprived of all the memories of this world and armed with nothing but high spirits, Theo found himself in the land where mythic-grade beasts reign supreme.

Thankfully, a reincarnation wouldn't be complete without a system! And what if his system... HAD SYSTEMS?! 

"An SSS-Rank beast wants to kill me over some berries? Fine, let me drop a hundred tons worth of stone on its head!"

"Trains? Logistics? But do you know what a speeding train does to a body? Or hundreds of bodies, neatly stacked in formations for said trains to run over?!"

"It's not a waste of resources, it's a future-proof investment! And I'm too rich to run out of them anyway!"

Join in to follow Theo's path from nothing more than a monster's snack to the ruler of an industrial empire... an empire he built the proper way— from the ground up!


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The Wrathhound's body turned as its nose sniffed around, leading it straight back to the splintered remains of the tree, its entire chest vibrating to produce this hellish, threatening sound.

'Just like that…' Theo thought, taking aim at the beast before tickling the release with his finger. 'Just a little bit more…'

While nowhere near as strong as the iron threads the bowstrings of the siege ballistas were made with, the tightly knitted fibers making up the string of Theo's arbalest were still enough to pack quite the punch.

His bolt flew through the air so quickly, he couldn't even track its path… nor see it at all, with how it struck the Wrathhound's side, leaving behind nothing but a weird indentation that then burst out with blood.

Final form?