My Apocalypse Territory - Chapter 10 - Moving Squad

Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!

It was just a game, one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. At least it was supposed to be...

However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game.

The world of Aidos was real and the demon threat was even more so.

He was sent to be the leader of the new generation heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game.

Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed.

As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices.

He began questioning if the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos.

Even more so, when he discovered a new truth.

That he may not actually be who he thought he was.

The era of Universal Lordship has come to this world, bringing many opportunities and challenges for humans.At the age of eighteen, each person can acquire territory and participate in the Lord's continent, which will determine whether they can move into a vast world or die in mediocrity.Thousands of years after the start of this era Neo looked up at the sky waiting for his opportunity, the opportunity to change his life and move toward a grander goal.All lords choose an easy route and select a race that already exists but he wished to go against the current, so even if it was looked down upon he created his own race bravely and swore to fight tooth and nail for success.This is the story of his journey as he walks step by step toward a grander future.

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.