by Isoron
Artillery, Cannons, and Ordnance.And maybe some Railguns. Nythera is running from imperial hunters she doesn't understand, toward an inheritance she doesn't want, to a place that shouldn't exist. Her only advantage is a flux-construct artillery piece with enough firepower to solve most problems and create worse ones.The ruins she stumbles upon in Myrraval's interior change everything. Responsibility she never wanted, but was always hers to claim.She must build fast, build quietly, and keep it hidden from ancient empires, precursor remnants, and gods with long memories.Eyes are already watching these islands.Every. Shell. Matters. What to expect:-A slow-burn revenge-An earned ascent to empire-building and abuse of artillery-Bombardments, naval battles, and crafting sprees-Ancient mysteries, technology, and dungeons-No harem/(Yuri/Romance from book 4/Chapter 130 onward) 3x Chapters a week, MWF!
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