Lord of The System

Planet Earth burns in nuclear flame. The System transfers all its humans to a new world — with a new name, a starting bonus, and a kick to get going. Some got a sword, some a crown. Leo got a potato. Somehow, he intends to take over the world with it.

More potatoes for the Potato Lord. More workers for the potato plantations. Leo has mastered the Mage, resisted Temptation, and even learned to brew his own System Cider. But soon the curtain between System zones will fall. What waits behind it? People? People on boars?

The System said "everything the sun touches is yours" — and Lord Leo, being a simple guy, took it at its word. Major runs drills with new recruits, Third sharpens his trusty sapper shovel, and boar-riding Peter digs the earth with a honed hoof. More enemies? More to win.

It's not enough to conquer — you've got to hold what you conquered. The glory of Lord Leo's riches travels faster than his fearsome troops, and wherever there are riches, there are coveters. And not all of them are human.

Lord Leo is building an inimitable just government — the only one around. Other Lords look upon him with anger and greed, and blades and spears are sharpening behind his back, desperate to stop the Spartan rampage across the new world.

An industrial revolution comes to Sparta. Water wheels and mechanical hammers replace primitive labor, meaning more ploughs in the fields and more arms for the soldiers — because the enemy grows by the day too.

Babylon has spent a long time looking down at everyone else from its impregnable walls, boasting of its army, its treasuries, and its splendors. Now it must face the Barbarian Lord.

Lord Leo turns his eyes to the sea — toward adventures, riches, and glory. But the System is a sly trickster, and its great depths are hiding something.

Fragile equality has been shattered, and the polises of the steppe are ready to tear one another apart. Lord Leo already told them to live as friends. If they didn't listen, that's their problem.