The double-headed eagle watched over his empire, gazing both at its former glory and the abyss of reality. In 1185, Constantinople fell to rebellion and betrayal, and the Komnen family's eagle standard fell sadly amidst blood and fire. In 1192, Tiberius on the banks of the Cura River welcomed two extraordinary guests. Alexius Komnen, a name born to bear the destiny of an empire, was forced to make his judgment before the end times. Would he follow in the footsteps of the old gods into destruction, or would he build a new order upon the ruins? His choice would determine the ultimate answer to Roman civilization. ——————Book Club: 809500903 (Welcome to join and discuss)

[System + Time Travel + Medieval Era + Political Intrigue + Nobility]

My soul transmigrated to another world and became an unborn baby?

In a world that is similar to, yet different from, the Western medieval period of my past life, I alone am extraordinary!

Born into a knightly family, Renn awakens his past life memories on the night of his coming-of-age ceremony and activates the panel system.

As a servant, he participated in the brutal wars of the era of cold weapons, fighting alone against thousands of troops on the grasslands with only a sword!

He beheaded the enemy leader and blew blood on the city walls, his achievements shaking the northern border.

From honorary knight to fiefdom noble.

He paved a bloody path to advancement with the heads of his enemies—"I will win everything in this war!"

A story interwoven with passion, intrigue, and revenge.

It will take you into a realistic and brutal medieval-like world, where you will witness the protagonist's rise to power.

Goldshire Bankruptcy Lord's Survival Story

Upon waking up, Li Ang found himself the bankrupt viscount of Goldshire. Faced with a massive debt of 50 gold coins, an empty granary, and a watchful tax collector, his only hope was an unreliable "Multiverse Summoning System." However, the "saviors" the system sent were all increasingly disastrous: the dim-witted water goddess Aqua only knew how to cry and flood, the explosive witch Megumin was easily defeated with a single move a day, the rebellious knight Kai was always looking for a fight, and the craftsman elf specialized in creating junk... To make matters worse, he had also impulsively stolen the silver-haired witch's personal clothing and was now being relentlessly hunted down.

Food crisis, overwhelming debt, and surrounded by powerful enemies. In desperation, Li Ang frantically summons all sorts of oddballs and jinxes, only to be met with either good-for-nothings or disasters: the useless middle-aged man MADAO, a muscular burly man, a girl who loves instant noodles, and even a pink-haired demon who revels in killing! Stealing underwear, defecating at the door, blowing up fishponds… this group of freaks pushes his lordly career into an even deeper quagmire in all sorts of unbelievable ways. When Fat Cat Ban arrives and the silver-haired witch comes knocking, Li Ang realizes that his path to survival, aided by a terrible system and incompetent teammates, has already been a headlong rush towards hell… This is an absurd survival comedy that teeters between starvation, poverty, and reckless suicide!

In Constantinople in 1272, an empire was fading into twilight. A soul from the future awoke in the body of Andronic II, the gravedigger of Rome. Distilled spirits, movable type printing, cannons, fleets… He wielded technology and reason as his sword, tearing a bloody path through the old world of theocracy and ignorance. From the first pot of gold in the royal workshops to the roar of the Anatolian industrial region; from the undercurrents of the Sicilian Vespers to the cannon fire of the battles on the Black Sea and the Mediterranean; from the iron hooves conquering the Turks to the white sails of the New World. —The old world was burning, and a new order was being born. This time, Byzantium was not the final chapter of history, but the beginning of civilization.

As the king of an arms empire, Tang Mo unexpectedly perished and transmigrated to a completely different world, where he unexpectedly obtained an Arms King System.

In this backward world, Tang Mo relies on the abilities granted to him by the system to drive the development of the entire world.

After all, the desire for conquest is the driving force behind the progress of civilization, and life has been constantly evolving between attack and defense for millions of years...

So, selling assault rifles to these archers and training knights to be tank crewmen... there's nothing wrong with that, right?

“I know you are wealthy, Tyrion Lannister.” “The second son of Casterly Rock, living a life of luxury and abundance, protected by guards and Bronn, you don’t need a friend like me.” “But now you come to me saying, ‘Lord Corleone, please grant me justice!’” “You have no respect for me whatsoever, you don’t consider me a friend.” “You won’t even call me ‘Sir.’” Thus spoke Vito Corleone in the dungeons of King’s Landing. The short dwarf took two steps forward, knelt on one knee, and reverently kissed the back of his hand: “Sir Corleone, please forgive my past folly.” “My brother said that, throughout the entire Seven Kingdoms, only you can give me justice.” “I can pay more.” Hearing this, Corleone grinned, touching the golden dragon he always kept close to his body in his pocket: “You have already expressed your…”

[Farming + Behind-the-Scenes + Development + System + Ensemble Cast + No Female Lead]

Lynn transmigrates to the continent of Bromley, which has been ravaged by the Undead Cataclysm.

It became an abandoned Gothic church.

A group of refugees who arrived by chance became his first followers.

Blessed with holy light, expanding the territory, resisting disasters, becoming the true God.

Lynn also successfully activated his cheat code—the God-level Sanctuary.

[The system detected that one hundred ghouls have been eliminated by the host's followers. Reward: The Holy Sword – Durandal!]

“This sword is just right for Liz. As a Holy Knight, she needs a sharp weapon to cut away the filth for me.”

[Host successfully defended the sanctuary and slew a Tier 3 lich. Reward: Divine spell - Divine Grace Codex.]

"Oh, perhaps I need a priest who can chant my name and bring hope to the lost sheep."

that's all.

Lynn Church became the only refuge in the darkness.

The most indestructible land of hope on the continent of Bromley!

When a modern soul accidentally falls into a medieval-style magical fantasy world, what the protagonist sees is not entirely romantic—there is the dazzling light of magic and the honorary oaths upheld by knights, but it lacks the nourishment of diverse cultures: entertainment is the same old tunes repeated by bards, aesthetics are trapped in the rigid framework of the Middle Ages, and information is spread through the inefficient path of word of mouth.

To break free from this monotony and gain a foothold in this other world, the protagonist awakens memories of Earth's civilization, thus beginning a "cultural export" that transcends time and space. He uses words as a blade to dissect the spiritual wasteland of this other world; he uses passion as a torch to ignite people's desire for new things.

The story is filled with both the emotional resonance of literary works, allowing the inhabitants of this other world to glimpse different lives and thoughts for the first time, and the unexpected warmth of everyday life—a cup of hot wine offered by a stranger knight, a piece of bread reserved for him by a small merchant. Set against a backdrop of a retro era, the protagonist not only spreads culture but also explores himself—finding his value in creation and sharing, undergoing a transformative growth amidst the unknown and challenges, and ultimately adding a unique touch of brilliance to the world of swords and magic with the cultural spark of Earth.

Rune, a mediocre wizarding apprentice whose future hangs in the balance, suddenly finds himself transported to another world… “Transportation by horse? Duels by sword?” “So-called noble knights… are nothing more than a bunch of muscular, weak-willed brutes?” A sly smile crept across Rune’s lips. “In the wizarding world, you call me apprentice, and I won’t argue…” “But in this ignorant Middle Ages, what should you call me?”