Start with a Black Iron Mine and Build the Strongest Empire

As the lowest illegitimate child in the Duke's palace, I don't even deserve a real name. Until that snowy night, they buried me naked and alive and watched me struggle in despair... However, they miscalculated. What they killed was a cowardly young man; and what climbed out of the bloody snow was a cold soul from modern times! My mother's blood dyed my vision red and burned out the last trace of warmth in my heart. From that moment on, I no longer prayed for mercy, only for strength. Your knightly charges are nothing but moving targets in front of my trenches and artillery positions! Your aristocratic tactics are like child's play under my public opinion war and psychological offensive! Starting from a humble black iron mine, I want the workers' hammers to overwhelm the nobles' roars; I want the civilians' military boots to flatten your castles! If you take away my dignity, I will take away everything from you. This crown is not an inheritance, but a usurpation!