Review: It been a decade since Charles Domain, a Wyoming origin ranch that was transported to another world and made strides and actions that resulted to the creation of a country called Charles Congressional Dominion. Peace and prosperity was on the table for years until the discovery of much wider bigger world. How would they fare? Would they succumbed or fall to endless pits of despair and collapse? Or survive and thrive on this world. All Rights Reserved To Rightful Owner.

On Terra, when people turn eighteen, they gain the opportunity to enter the Endless Sea. After passing the assessment, they can become an Island Holder, claim their own island, awaken extraordinary abilities, and embark on the extraordinary path. For countless young people, the Endless Sea is both an assessment and the beginning of a new life. But for Reed Newt, something goes terribly wrong. Due to a strange accident, Reed mistakenly believes that his assessment has turned into a genuine shipwreck. When he awakens on an unfamiliar island with nothing but the clothes on his back, he assumes that he has been stranded on a deserted island. No food. No shelter. No tools. No companions. And the vast, dangerous Endless Sea surrounding him. Just when Reed is on the verge of despair, the Survival System awakens. From that moment onward, surviving is no longer his only goal. He can build. He can farm. He can craft tools. He can develop technology. And most importantly, he can build a civilization. While other candidates struggle against the harsh weather, Reed has already constructed a sturdy wooden shelter and is sleeping comfortably in a bed. While others are desperately searching for food, Reed has begun growing farmland. While others are still trying to survive their first few days, Reed is drilling wood to make fire, crafting stone tools, smelting metal, expanding his territory, and establishing the foundations of an entire civilization. Day after day, his tiny deserted island grows and continues to expand across the Endless Sea. Eventually, he stands proudly on the deck of his own ship, looking toward the countless islands scattered across the horizon. As Reed conquers island after island, the other candidates finally realize something is terribly wrong. Because the assessment hasn't even ended yet. Yet the person everyone thought was desperately trying to survive on a deserted island has already built a civilization, raised an army, and begun conque

Expansion of my Previous Book. Adding more Chapters. This is also another Gate fic, without the Characters from JSDF. They might come... If I feel like it. Set in 2039. After World War III (2022-2037), Nations were scarred of WW3... Some gone to poverty, some ceased to exists, some survived. The War around the world finally laid down their guns, as the smell of Gunpowder is still in the air... Nuclear Radiation wrecked places where humans can't go. Rebuilding the world after the World War... Thus a gate came... It came conquer.

People's in the ARK think the surface 100% under Rapture rule, they propagandize that there's no hope in the surface, unknow that peoples that they abandoned in earlier phase already established strong community.

Humanity. The Apex Species living in the planet called... Earth, located in the Sol System That was. Until *They* came The Raptures. An unknown alien civilization appeared out of nowhere one day, they spawned from the darkest corners of the Earth, it is still unknown how they even appeared. But Humanity had more pressing problems The two fought a bloody war, lasting a unknown amount of time, it was informally called "The World War" during the "Second Dark Age" Ultimately. Humanity lost, Bad. Due to the Raptures endless numbers and invulnerability to most weapons. Humans, more than 90% of their population dying, what's left of humanity was driven underground Forced to adapt and survive But even in this harsh times, Humanity remains corrupt, evil, and uncaring to each other Though... The ones on the surface are different. Even after the War. Humans still lived in the surface, in small pockets, scavenging scraps of technology from the Second Dark Ages. Barely getting by But once these two discover each other. And hopefully... Hopefully unite "War does not care who is right. Only what is left" And what is left... Shall rise once more

this is our timeline which takes place 6000 years from our time  I only use different ships and soldiers, droids, weapons I did not on anything that you I do not gain anything from this

The stars changed without warning. One moment, the Bubble was surrounded by the galaxy its people had always known. The next, its borders opened onto a civilization that should not exist-a galaxy ruled by hyperspace lanes, ancient orders, planetary governments, vast fleets, and wars fought on a scale neither side is prepared to understand. To the Galactic Republic, the newcomers are human, yet their ships violate almost every assumption on which galactic travel and military power have been built. They cross systems without hyperlanes. They draw fuel from stars. Independent pilots command vessels with capabilities normally reserved for navies. To the people of the Bubble, the Republic is just as unsettling: a civilization capable of moving armies between worlds, manufacturing warships by the thousands, and treating entire star systems as pieces of a political struggle already centuries old. First contact does not produce understanding. It produces questions. Then fear. Then opportunity. As commanders, soldiers, smugglers, engineers, politicians, explorers, and ordinary people begin crossing the new frontier, technology changes hands, alliances form where none should exist, enemies learn from one another, and the difference between foreigner and neighbor becomes harder to define. And somewhere beyond the arguments of human civilizations, Witchspace still belongs to something else. Two galaxies of history have collided. Neither will emerge unchanged. This is dedicated to the Elite Dangerous community, and Star Wars Community.

In the darkness of the unknown region , a new power is rising one that shook the galaxy to its very core, one that will challenge the superiority of the galactic republic , one that will shift the balance of power in the galaxy. A power known as the Terran Directorate

This is just a random story I made up after seeing the popularity of the subject. *Warning, some curse words and gore might be mentioned or used excessively* *I own only the characters and materials that I create, Star Wars and everything else that I use in this story belongs to it's respected owner*