In Another World With My Building Skills, And Made My Own Kingdom

Reincarnating People From Earth

As Kenta sat in his study, surrounded by maps and plans for his kingdom, his thoughts drifted to a new possibility. He had already created a world, given blessings, and guided his people. But a question nagged at him: could he bring people from Earth to his new world? Could he offer a second chance to those who had passed away?

The idea intrigued him. It would be a significant step, one that required careful consideration and divine approval. Kenta decided to seek the counsel of the gods, knowing that such a monumental decision could not be made lightly.

Kenta closed his eyes and focused his mind, reaching out to the divine realm. He found himself standing in the grand hall of the gods, surrounded by the familiar faces of the deities who had become his allies and mentors.

"Goddess of Death," Kenta began, addressing the somber figure who presided over the cycle of life and death. "I seek your permission to reincarnate souls from Earth into my created world. I believe it could bring new perspectives and strengths to my people."

The Goddess of Death, draped in dark, flowing robes, regarded Kenta with a weary expression. "Kenta, you ask for a significant responsibility. Reincarnating souls is no small matter. It requires balance and respect for the natural order."

Kenta nodded. "I understand the gravity of my request. But I also believe that some souls deserve a second chance, a new beginning where they can thrive and contribute to a better world."

The goddess sighed softly, her gaze distant as if recalling countless lifetimes. "I have grown tired of the endless cycle. Perhaps a change is needed. Very well, Kenta, you have my permission, but use this power wisely. Do not disrupt the balance."

Grateful for her approval, Kenta bowed deeply. "Thank you, Goddess of Death. I will honor your trust."

With the permission granted, Kenta returned to his world. Standing on a hilltop overlooking his kingdom, he gazed into the sky, his eyes piercing the veil between realms. To the people of his world, it appeared as if he were simply staring at the heavens, but Kenta was searching for something specific.

In the void that only he could see, he sought out wandering souls, those who had passed from their mortal lives but had not yet moved on. It didn't take long for him to find one—a faint, shimmering presence drifting aimlessly.

Kenta extended his hand, drawing the soul closer. As it approached, it took the form of a man, translucent and ethereal. The man seemed confused, his eyes wide with uncertainty.

"Greetings. Welcome to my world," Kenta said, his voice gentle and soothing. "I am the God of Creation here."

The soul looked at him with a mix of awe and apprehension. "Who are you? Where am I?"

Kenta smiled warmly. "I feel sorry for your death. My name is Kenta. What is your name?"

The soul hesitated before replying, "My name is John."

"John," Kenta repeated, nodding. "What a nice name. Okay, John, before I reincarnate you, I'll tell you something special. You will have a very healthy body and cannot be affected by any poison or illness."

John's eyes widened in amazement. "Wow! Amazing! Thank you so much!"

Kenta chuckled softly. "No worries. But there is a condition—you will be reborn as a child again. And what is your wished ability?"

John thought for a moment before answering. "I want to be the greatest swordsman of all."

Kenta nodded. "As you wish."

With a wave of his hand, Kenta enveloped John in a warm, golden light. The soul began to transform, taking on the form of an infant. As the light faded, Kenta cradled the newborn in his arms, feeling the weight of his responsibility.

He chose a small, peaceful village in his world for John's new life. The villagers were kind and hardworking, and Kenta knew they would raise John with love and care. He placed the infant in a humble home, ensuring that the couple who found him would see him as a blessing.

The couple, unable to have children of their own, were overjoyed when they discovered the baby on their doorstep. They named him John, unaware of the divine intervention that had brought him into their lives. From that day forward, they raised him as their own, providing him with a loving home and nurturing his growth.

As John grew, it became evident that he was no ordinary child. He possessed an innate strength and agility, and his interest in swords was apparent from a young age. The villagers marveled at his abilities, but they accepted him as one of their own, never questioning the mysterious circumstances of his arrival.

Years passed, and John grew into a strong and capable young man. His foster parents encouraged his interest in swordsmanship, and he began training with the village's best warriors. His skills developed rapidly, far surpassing those of his peers.

John's dedication and natural talent did not go unnoticed. The village elder, a wise and experienced swordsman, took him under his wing, teaching him advanced techniques and the art of combat. Under the elder's guidance, John honed his abilities, becoming a formidable swordsman.

Despite his prowess, John remained humble and kind-hearted. He helped his fellow villagers, protected them from dangers, and earned their respect and admiration. The legend of the young swordsman began to spread beyond the village, attracting the attention of warriors and nobles from neighboring lands.

Kenta watched John's progress with pride. The reincarnation had been a success, and John was flourishing in his new life. Yet, Kenta knew that John's journey was far from over. He had granted John the potential to become the greatest swordsman, but it was up to John to fulfill that destiny.

One day, a messenger arrived at the village, bearing news of a grand tournament to be held in the capital city. The tournament was open to all warriors, with the promise of great honor and recognition for the victor. John saw this as an opportunity to test his skills and prove himself.

With the blessing of his foster parents and the village elder, John set out for the capital. The journey was long and arduous, but John was determined. Along the way, he encountered various challenges, from bandits to wild beasts, each battle further honing his abilities.

When he finally arrived at the capital, John was awestruck by its grandeur. The city was bustling with activity, and warriors from all over the kingdom had gathered for the tournament. John registered for the competition, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

The tournament was fierce, with many skilled fighters vying for the top position. John faced opponents of increasing difficulty, each battle pushing him to his limits. Yet, he emerged victorious, his skills and determination carrying him through.

In the final match, John faced the kingdom's champion, a seasoned warrior with years of experience. The battle was intense, with both fighters displaying incredible prowess. But in the end, it was John's unwavering spirit and unmatched skill that secured his victory.

s the crowd erupted in cheers, John stood victorious, his heart swelling with pride and gratitude. He had achieved his goal, proving himself as a swordsman and earning the respect of the kingdom. The king himself awarded John with a special sword, a symbol of his status as the greatest swordsman.

Returning to his village, John was greeted with a hero's welcome. The villagers celebrated his success, and John felt a deep sense of fulfillment. He knew that his journey was far from over, but he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Kenta, watching from his divine realm, smiled. The reincarnation had been a success, and John had flourished in his new life. Kenta felt a deep sense of fulfillment, knowing that he had given John a second chance and that John had made the most of it.

Yet, Kenta knew that this was just the beginning. There were many more souls in need of a second chance, and many more opportunities to guide and nurture his people. With the blessing of the gods and the wisdom he had gained, Kenta was ready to continue his journey, shaping the destiny of his world and the souls within it.

And so, Kenta's story continued, filled with new challenges, opportunities, and the unwavering belief in the power of faith, hard work, and second chances. The world he had created thrived, and the people within it flourished, guided by the benevolent hand of their creator.