1.Transmigration and a New World
A young man lying on the ground bleeding heavily after being attacked by two masked people, some people trying to stop his bleeding others calling for help and a young girl next to him crying, none stop. Brother, please get up don't leave me. Not far from him a woman was looking at him with scorn in her eyes after watching everything unfold.
Hmfff, serves him for thinking he could leave me no matter what I did he should have forgiven me and moved past it.
Everything was for not even though people were trying there hardest to save him he had lost to much blood. Alli I'm sorry I can't be there for you anymore, the young man said in a voice his sister could barely hear.
Looking at her brother Alli's eyes widened with horror, no brother please don't talk like that you have to pull through please. Before the young man took his last breath he looked towards a certain direction and saw the woman in the crowd.
"Mia, what is she doing here and why is she looking at me with such hatred in her eyes, did she have anything to do with this?" Those were the last thoughts of his before everything went black.
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I guess I'll never know what happened and I can't protect Alli anymore either. That dumb cunt had something to do with my death I just know it, I should have left her a long time ago after the first time I caught her cheating. It's over and done with, but were in the hell am I and if I died how am I still able to think.
Soon his surroundings started to glow gradually getting brighter by the second until a ball of light appeared in front of him giving him a fright. Damit what the hell is this thing in front of me and how do I see it what the hell is going on.
Language young man watch it you are in front of a divine being the God of all creation.
"The God of all creation, am I really dead or am I dreaming?"
Yes, you are really dead Leeion.
How did you hear me and how do you know my name.
I just told you how but enough of that I'm sending you to another world somewhat similar to Earth but different it's a lot bigger than Earth and its more dangerous but once you get there a special gift will help you out.
Wait what kind of world is it?
Before Leeions question could be answered the Gods voice started getting farther away and it was hard to fully hear him. The light ball completely vanished from his sight and soon he couldn't even think about anything.
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In a cave with the entrance covered in vines with a small bolder in front of it two people were at the entrance keeping watch for anything dangerous while in the back of the cave a young man was lying on the ground covered in bandages wrapped around various parts of his body. His clothes were torn in certain places and cuts and scratches on his body like was in some sort of battle.
A young lady was near him with, and elderly woman was next to the young man with slightly glowing hands hovering over his body. Soon the young man started to awaken, moving his fingers stirring somewhat. Seeing this the young girl in the corner who had been sobbing for the past few day's eyes suddenly shone with hope at the stirring of the young man lying on the ground.
Mrs. Lillie look, my brother his fingers are moving!
With the young girl saying this the older woman Mrs. Lillie looked a few other people around the cave came closer to see if the young man was ok.
Mrs. Lille the young master is really moving his hands will he finally wake up because it's been two days since he's been passed out after the attack.
Yeah Mrs. Lille is the young master, ok?
One of the men had a different look in his eyes from the others though a look of fear and unrest for whatever reason he strolled forward and approached the young man the others were calling young master with a makeshift weapon in his hands.
Vort what are you doing with that weapon and why are you approaching young master with it.
Step aside Mark we don't know if that is the young master or if he is turning into an undead being he has been out too long and with the wounds on him he should have died already. You surely don't think that is actually him do you or are all of you going insane.
Before Vort could get close to the young man Mark stood up to block him from getting to close to the young man on the ground.
Vort whether it's actually the young master or not we don't know yet but what I do know is it is not your call to make if the young lady, Mrs. Lillie, or the captain hasn't said anything then what gives you the right to raise a weapon against the young master.
Before they could get into any type of fight a muscular man with brown skin wearing leather armor and a sword at his waist came walking from the front of the cave and yelled. Alright you two that's enough out of the both of you.
This was the captain a GG-ranked warrior from a small village who became employed by the Lord of a now destroyed village.
The young master is resting from the attack days ago it's not many of us here, Mrs. Lillie is trying to make sure he gets healed, the young lady Allie and the rest of us is hoping that he is fully healed and Vort what the hell are you doing going at the young master Leeion with a weapon. I'll ask you once Vort and you better not lie at all, are you trying to assonate the young master?
Hearing the words of the captain everyone's sucked in a breath of cold air and had a shocked expression on their faces. What do you mean captain Max, why would you think Vort is trying to assonate young master Leeion?
Most of the people that were in the cave at the moment had expressions of disbelief upon all of their faces because this was something they couldn't believe it, Vort someone who has been in their village for years and who has been in the army of Lord Raksus and who would have been a captain soon if not for the destruction of the village now suspected of trying to assonate young master Leeion was truly unbelievable. Most of the army had been through countless battles fighting monsters, bandits, and other villages that were trying to attack them and now it seems like one of their own had ulterior motives.
At that moment Leeions mind started to regain its consciousness vaguely hear people talking around him arguing about something he didn't of. He heard a voice that sounded like the ball of light from a moment ago.
"I can't tell you much, but I have sent you to a new world some of the people you might know, and you will recognize others once your memory of this world settles."
Hearing this Leeion's eyes fluttered open, the dim light filtering through cracks in the rocky ceiling of the cave. The first thing he noticed was the warmth around him—a soft blanket and the faint crackling of a fire nearby. As he sat up, memories flooded back in fragments: his village burning, screams echoing in the night, the overwhelming chaos as he tried to save his friends and family. But now, here he was, in an unfamiliar world, amidst familiar faces.
"What the hell I'm alive but from the memories that's in my mind this isn't Earth it's a planet called Blue Star."
Mrs. Lillie noticed his awakening first. Her kind eyes lit up with relief. "You're awake! We thought we lost you, Leeion."
Turning to the speaker he saw an older woman with a kind smile on her face looking at him and seeing her visage a name appeared in his mind at once.
Mrs. Lillie "where are we?" he asked, his voice raspy.
But it wasn't Mrs. Lillie who responded to Leeion at that moment.
"It's a cave near the ruins of our village," replied Thoren, the steadfast blacksmith who had always forged weapons for their protection. "After the attack, we fled here to regroup. But we can't stay hidden forever."
With a sigh Leeion felt a heavy responsibility press upon his shoulders. He was now village head, a title that once filled him with pride and purpose. Now, it felt like a daunting weight. "We need to rebuild. Our people deserve a safe place to live again," he declared, clenching his fists.
We will use this cave as a base while we rebuild our village near here.
Allie who was still in the corner from before now sat up straight staring at her brother in disbelief with tears in her eyes, with loud cries she rushed to him. Brother you've finally woken up I was so worried about you.
Hearing that voice Leeion was shocked and in awe about one of the most precious people in his life on Earth that he thought he would never see again after he died.
(She looks exactly like Allie from Earth from the sandy brown hair to her grayish green eyes, her height, the dimple on her right cheek, and her smile lines its all the same.) Allie is it really you? You're safe and sound from everything that happened. They hugged and had a good cry before they released each other.
With the memory of his village's destruction fresh in mind, he could not afford any missteps. However, there was something else stirring within him—a strange sense of clarity, as if something deep inside had awakened. He remembered what the ball of light had told him before leaving that dark space about receiving a gift once he regained consciousness. Could it be true?
As if in response to his thoughts, a shimmering interface appeared before him, glowing with ethereal light. **"Welcome host, you have unlocked the Conqueror's System. Your journey has just begun!"**
His heart raced as options materialized in front of him. New skills, resources, and quests lay at his fingertips. With renewed determination, Leeion explored the interface, noticing features like village management, resource gathering, and combat training. It was a treasure trove of possibilities, a guiding hand in this strange, new world.
"The host has received a beginners gift box which is placed in the inventory"
Pulling up the inventory Leeion opened the beginners gift box and soon some game like special effects flashed while four cards appeared in front of him with the word skill appearing on them, think about the cards they soon turned over to reveal the skills.
The first skill, **Inspect**, granted Leeion the ability to delve into the intricacies of others' capabilities. With a simple gaze, he could assess the strengths and weaknesses of villagers, allies, or even potential foes. This skill would become a powerful tool in understanding his community's needs and fostering cooperation among them.
Next came **Copy Skills**—a skill that would prove invaluable. With this ability, Leeion could replicate the talents of others, allowing him to adapt quickly to the challenges that lay ahead. From villages, allies, or even enemies he would be able to copy the skills he deemed useful to him.
The third skill, **Crafting**, made Leeion an artisan in his own right. He could craft useful items not only for himself but also for the entire village. From sturdy shelters to intricate tools, his workshop soon buzzed with activity.
Lastly, he possessed the remarkable boon of **100% luck**. This unique trait seemed like a whimsical addition until Leeion discovered its profound effects. Whether it was finding rare resources while exploring the woods or negotiating favorable trade deals with passing merchants, fortune seemed to smile upon him at every turn.
Emboldened by these skills and resources from the beginner's gift box—food supplies, seeds for farming, and a map of the surrounding lands—Leeion set to not only rebuild the village better than ever, but he also had an extra hand in protecting his sister and the new family he has.
"At least with this system I can protect myself and Allie in this dangerous world. I will make use of my crafting skill to make a few useful tools."
Gathering stones and some fallen tree branches Leeion thought about some simple tools everyone could use, like stone axes, stone pickaxe, a stone knife which he could make from the material laying around either in the cave or in the woods nearby. After making ourselves more stable I should try to make some weapons since some of the capable fighters are weaponless.
As the sun rose on the third day, casting a warm golden glow over the makeshift camp, Leeion gathered the villagers to discuss their plans while passing some tools such as stone axes to some of the villagers. The air was filled with a sense of urgency and determination; after the chaos they had endured, it was time to create a place that felt like home.
Leeion, with his strong hands and quick mind, took charge of the construction effort. He divided the villagers into teams: some would gather materials while others would begin the framework of the log houses. The rhythmic sound of axes chopping wood echoed through the valley as they worked diligently. Each swing reinforced their resolve, reminding them that they were not just building shelter — they were reclaiming their lives.
Allie, Leeion's younger sister, moved amongst the villagers, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She had always been resourceful, and this was her opportunity to shine. Alongside Lonna, a spirited young villager with a keen eye for edible plants, they ventured into the nearby thickets. Their laughter rang out as they shared stories and discovered an array of fruits—ripe berries, wild apples, and clusters of vibrant herbs. They collected their bounty in woven baskets, careful to choose only the best.
Lonna paused; a handful of sweet berries raised to her lips. "Do you think we'll always have to live like this?" she asked, an edge of uncertainty in her voice.
Allie smiled reassuringly, "This is just the beginning. Once we finish our homes, we can grow our own food and make this place ours."
With their baskets full, Allie and Lonna returned to the site, where the foundations of the log houses were taking shape. The gathered villagers worked tirelessly, each house becoming a symbol of hope. The mud-stained faces and calloused hands told stories of hard work and resilience.
As daylight waned, the group paused to admire their progress. Ten sturdy log houses began to emerge from the underbrush, nestled against the backdrop of the cave that had sheltered them through the storm. There was laughter and chatter—a stark contrast to the fear that had gripped their hearts just days before.
That night, they built a fire outside the cave, its glow flickering warmly against the encroaching darkness. They shared the fruits Allie and Lonna had foraged, savoring their sweetness as they recounted the day's efforts. Each bite was a reminder of the abundance that surrounded them, and the possibility of a brighter future.
As the stars twinkled overhead, Leeion looked at his sister and the villagers gathered around the fire. He realized that they were no longer just survivors; they were a community bound by their struggles and victories. Together, they would forge their path forward, one log and one meal at a time.