A Black Iron Mine from the Start: Forging the Mightiest Empire

As the lowest-born bastard in the Duke's household, I wasn't even worthy of a real name. Then, on a snowy night, they buried me alive and naked, watching as I struggled in despair...

But they had miscalculated.

The one they killed was a weak boy. The one who crawled out of that bloodstained snow was a cold soul from the modern world!

My mother's blood blurred my vision and burned away the last traces of warmth in my heart.

From that moment on, I stopped begging for mercy. I believed only in power.

Your knights' charges are nothing but moving targets before my trenches and artillery!

Your nobles' schemes are child's play against my propaganda and psychological warfare!

Starting from a wretched iron mine, I will make the workers' hammers drown out the nobles' decadent music. I will make the commoners' boots trample your castles!

You took my dignity, so I will take everything from you.

This crown will not be inherited. It will be seized!