A_Billy

When the sky cracked and light bled through the oceans, over twelve million people were transported from Earth to the mythical planet Elyssar. Each human was crowned supreme ruler of a unique native tribe — a race of beast-kin, spirit-born, or elemental-blooded — given a starter base, a tribal oath of loyalty, and a single warning:

“Rule wisely, or be devoured by your own.”

An all-seeing system connects them: world chat, trade, alliances, declarations of war. After a 30-day protection period, the Blood Moons descend, bringing waves of chaos beasts and planet-wide destabilization.

In this mad, beautiful world of shifting power, only one person is different.

Riku Yamada, an unremarkable high school graduate, awakens to a secret interface unknown to all others — the Thousandfold System.

With it, anything he masters — loyalty, tactics, culture, even memory or belief — can be Folded, multiplied exponentially. A single upgrade to a waterwheel could irrigate entire valleys. A single inspired speech could birth a religion.

But the system comes with no instruction. Its cost is unknown.

And while others burn their tribes for fast power, Riku builds something deeper — stranger — alive.

In a world where gods sleep beneath the soil and ancient tribes still whisper to the stars, one boy's quiet empire may become the seed of a new reality.

Sovereign: Rise of the Thousandfold King

Scout #4 returned bleeding from chest-high bramble cuts. She held in her trembling hand a map-quartz shard etched with quadrant glyphs and tribal runes. That night, under torchlight in the Blind Hall vault, Riku studied it.

It showed multiple overlapping territory circles — one included their own Zone B, another unclaimed forest, and a third centered on a walled settlement beyond Sector C. The runes named it "Ironborn Holdfast." Walls estimated at six meters tall, reinforced with stone and bark-steel, flanked by watch towers. The Ironborn, another Sovereign tribe with a suit of forged iron affinity, were expanding.

In the Council Hollow, Riku outlined an offensive plan:

Objective A: Launch preemptive strike to destroy Ironborn forward outposts in Sector C's adjacent forest.

Objective B: Disable their southern walls via night-flame sabotage.

Objective C: Dawn assault on the holdfast itself — minimize casualties, seize territory.

Only Thalya, Juran, Nilo, and two Emberfront commanders were present. They discussed timing andinting forward.

Riku mapped intel gathered: Ironborn were ruthlessly efficient. They mined slagbone, melted metal alloys, and their warriors wore chainmail infused with barksteel. Their herald — a hard-faced woman named Lord Varyen Ironsoul — ruled with strict numbers. Captive slaves tunneling underground confirmed their walls were built in weeks. They had skirmished with neighboring Sovereigns before, but never met a root-bound resistance like the Lorians.

This mission would test both soil and sword.

Two nights later, Riku inspected the Ridgeguard spearmen's new triangular shields—freshly forged barksteel plates.

He counted 44 shields on the rack; had expected 22.

[System Trigger – Quantity Variant]

Target: Ridgeguard Spearmen (#17 unit)

Condition: Extended combat readiness drills under simulated siege conditions

Quantity Doubled — squad grew from 22 to 44, with identical gear, training, and command structure.

Pre-dawn of Day 5, Sector C's flank was dark. Emberfront archers and Rootbound flankers moved under cover.

Outposts lay in clusters of watchtowers half-hidden in roots. Flash traps and flame-trigger tripping had been set weeks ago.

Riku led 20 fire-spear squads, 44 spearmen, and a root-guided ambush team. Ashmaw stalked at the rear.

Within two hours, three outposts were destroyed. Casualties: 14 Lorians lightly wounded, 37 Ironborn slain, 21 captured.

Whispers of the Ironborn