[A Side Story of House Dragons] Transmigrated into the body of a mercenary leader's nephew, Tiberius Mord only wanted to live a wealthy life in Essos, far removed from the impending Dance of the Dragons. However, fate intervened. The Battle of the Golden Spurs in Essos made him famous, forcing him into the limelight and unwillingly drawing him into the Dragonflight succession war. Thus, the story took a turn for the worse: he wanted to help Prince Damon train an army and his henchmen, but ended up creating Westeros's first standing army, the Dragonfire Army. He wanted to develop Crabclaw Peninsula to make a little money building houses, but ended up creating a commercial empire that monopolized the sugar and wine trade. He wanted to write a royal history to flatter the Targaryen family and earn royalties, but ended up becoming the Targaryen family's propaganda manifesto. Finally, as Tiberius stroked the barbs on the Iron Throne, he said to his men with a sense of helplessness, "Gentlemen, I..."

Humanity dwells on a small island called Ignorance in the midst of a dark ocean. This ocean is vast and holds countless secrets, but we should not sail too far or delve too deep. — Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

Lynn Ellis, born to a human count and an elven slave, was abandoned by his family and used as a shield, sent to explore perilous, pirate-infested, and stormy seas. Through countless survival battles, Lynn gradually led his island from a deserted island to an empire. He planted his own banner on a stage of magic and martial arts, dragons, dwarves, elves, and orcs. Keywords: farming, magic, martial arts, conquest, action. Slow-burn development in the early stages. Later, he rivals the gods.

My name is Guanglin.

The strongest demon king from another world, as prophesied.

I will roam the world with the power to overturn everything, overthrow the current Demon King's rule, bring all of humanity's kingdoms under my control, and end all conflict...

At least, that's what my family says.

...

Looking at his all-powerful companions who had signed a contract with him, now able to fly and escape anywhere, Hirobayashi, who was weak and breathless after just a few steps, fell into deep thought.

So...

Where exactly does your power come from?!

The night he was transported into the body of Aemond Targaryen. He rewrote his destiny with his own hands… He knew history; this fight would cost him an eye. He tried desperately to avoid it. But when the dagger fell, it was his nephew who lost his eye. Aemond Targaryen, he was the Bad Seed, a kinslayer, a kingslayer, the pillar of the Green Party. He was also the Regent, the Queen's husband, the swimming champion of Godeye Lake, and the protector of all the Seven Kingdoms…

[Western fantasy + simulation + half-succubus, half-fox + not invincible + leveling up + dimensional warfare]

Mikoro was born into a world destined to be swallowed by the abyss, and because of his demonic bloodline, he was to be executed upon reaching adulthood.

Fortunately, he obtained the Life Simulator System, which allowed him to escape death time and time again, seize opportunities from the impossible, and finally become the Lord of Eldar and King Slaanesh at the end of the world.

After the first simulation, he saw a glimmer of hope in a seemingly hopeless situation and successfully elevated himself to the ranks of the extraordinary.

After the second simulation, he seized an opportunity amidst the demonic calamity and escaped the Blazing Sun Empire. From then on, he was free to roam the world!

After the third simulation, he established a stronghold in the northern border of the Mountain Kingdom, commanding a large army and many generals, and the region was thriving.

...

After countless simulations, he sat high in the sky, ascended the throne of Slaanesh, and as far as the eye could see was the Demon Kingdom of Ten Thousand Desires.

All thoughts and desires lead to lustful karma, and all sensory experiences ignite the fires of desire.

Endless demons chanted hymns of praise, their decadent sounds resounding throughout countless worlds:

"Sinking into the sea of ​​desire, singing and dancing wildly; "

Unrestrained and unbridled, he fell from sainthood to demonhood;

Salamu abounds, a perpetual celebration!

Marvin transmigrates to a world resembling the Middle Ages, facing execution right from the start. Fortunately, he possesses the [Simulation] system. However, something seems off about this system. It claims to begin a new life on a continent called Faerûn, but why do these options seem so wrong? The gods of love and beauty, magic and mystery, earth and harvest, and courage and war simultaneously extend olive branches to him. "Ha, I'm not stupid, you must be the Four Peddlers in disguise!" Without hesitation, Marvin turns to the last option. To become a member of Chaos or a Primarch, he decides. [Your father was a god of slaughter symbolized by a skull. He foresaw his impending demise, and thus you were born.] Sunny, Samia, Miss...

The Seven Years' War (1756-1763) marked the beginning of Great Britain's transformation into the British Empire, the prelude to the independence of the United States, and the emergence of Prussia as a major power. During this war, a minor figure named Prince Pinney, the abandoned eldest son of a Caribbean sugar plantation family, was exiled to America. On his way, a protagonist carrying 21st-century knowledge arrived and replaced him. Thus began his own path to rise in America! Sugar plantations! This was the most prevalent economic system of the time, but how could someone exiled to America cultivate sugarcane? Tobacco! This was the dominant product of America, but what power did an abandoned "eldest son" have to compete with the tobacco family, especially the future President of the United States—George Warren…?

I transmigrated into the body of Mormont's disgraced son from *Game of Thrones*, only four years old, facing the ultimate judgment of the King in the North. Fortunately, my spatial ability can replicate everything. When the Duke of Stark stepped onto Bear Island, he didn't see the expected ruin and disgrace, but rather granaries full of food, brand-new swords, and a young master with calm eyes. "Your Excellency," he said, "the loyalty of Bear Island has always been proven by strength, not by kneeling."

A young lord rises in the North, starting with his family, and eventually dominates the North.

That year, Robert hadn't arrived on the King's Road yet, and Sansa was still in Winterfell. The main characters were battling the Bolton family.

Unifying the North, marching south to contend with the Lannisters, and soaring through the skies as a dragon knight alongside Daenerys.

The cold mist cannot conceal its sharpness!

We are hidden in the cold mist, but the blade remains—

It will eventually be drawn!