SubtleBite

The Black Masked One awakened in an unfamiliar world nameless, memoryless just a consciousness drifting in an endless cosmic void. The only things he possessed were a mysterious black mask and an intricate system interface before him, displaying a new reality:

[Planetary Management System Activated…]
[You have been granted control over an abandoned planet…]
[Initializing preliminary tests…]

With no understanding of his past or purpose, the Black-Masked One began exploring the system. He soon discovered that he could allocate Cosmic Points, develop his planet, and nurture its inhabitants to grow stronger. He started with nothing a barren world, frail creatures, a civilization yet to be born. But he was no ordinary being.

With each decision, each modification, and every point he invested, the planet began to transform. The land flourished, resources replenished, and the inhabitants evolved into formidable warriors. Step by step, he tested the limits of his power, forged a new civilization, and raced against time to make his planet the greatest, the most advanced, and the strongest in existence.

But the system was no mere game there were consequences.

[Warning: Other planets are evolving… The competition has begun…]

Conquering Planets: Rise of the Cosmic Tyrant

Cedric's forces were marching through a narrow valley when the first arrows rained down.

Men screamed. Horses reared.

Aldric and his fighters charged from the cliffs, swords flashing.

Valerian split a man in two with a single swing.

Elya moved like a shadow, her daggers finding weak points in enemy armor.

Aldric fought his way toward the center, searching for Cedric.

But Cedric wasn't there.

The horns blew, and suddenly the valley wasn't theirs anymore.

From the ridges above, Cedric's men emerged. Arrows flew down at them. Soldiers closed in from both sides.

The Prisoners