[Lordship] [Multiple Races] [One Male Lead] [Multiple Heroines] [Carnivore] [Alternate Medieval Warhammer] [Crossover Fanfiction: Elden Ring, Type-Moon, Mount & Blade, Age of Empires] [Both Sides Are Smart] [No Holier-than-Thou Hero, Mildly Dark] [Slow Life and Development] [Slow Burn] [Western Fantasy] [System] [Conquest] [Alternate Universe]
Everyone on Blue Star transmigrated, and Bai Wuyou found himself in the world of Medieval Warhammer.
Good news: You've been chosen by four major gods. You're the Everchosen.
Bad news: The ones who chose you are the four Chaos Gods...
[Khorne, the Blood God], [Nurgle, the Plague Lord], [Tzeentch, the Changer of Ways], and [Slaanesh, the Prince of Pleasure].
Working for these people comes with a whole lot of pressure.
So I, Bai Wuyou, decisively quit and went to the mortal realm to start a new business. That's perfectly reasonable, right? Since I secretly expanded my influence while working at Chaos Unlimited, a company with unlimited power and no responsibility, it's only reasonable that I have my own cult in the mortal realm, right? Look at Guilliman over in the Warhammer 40K universe: he even has Primaris Space Marines. Surely it makes sense for me to create a primitive Astartes in Medieval Warhammer, right? And look at that hammer-wielding giant in the Empire of Sigmar on the other side: he's ascended to godhood. So it makes just as much sense for me to demonstrate how faith can make someone a god, right?
[PS: 1. The male lead loves many women (you know what I mean). 2. The first twenty or so chapters lay the groundwork. The male lead is relatively strong, but there will be a "balance adjustment" later. 3. The farming and development arc begins after he settles in Snowwind Keep, and that's where his journey as a lord starts. 4. This has elements of crossover fanfiction.]
Not bad, but the system affects the look and feel a bit 🍉
Can you rate yourself?
Not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough. Can the author be tied up and coded 24 hours a day?
Come on, don't let the book die