Victor - The Wooden Squad
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MatureComplete Wed, Feb 25, 202611h 44m
Trapped. Transformed. Forced to Fight.
A group of strangers from the 21st century wake up naked on the shores of an alien world-a place where the sky burns purple at night and survival demands more than modern knowledge. Stripped of everything but their instincts, they must forge alliances, master primitive living and confront a land teeming with rival tribes and brutal secrets that defy logic.
From captives to warriors, from outcasts to legends.
Ordinary people find themselves in an ancient age. With no memory of how they arrived, these survivors must adapt fast. The dense forests hide hostile natives. When the war erupts, they'll face a choice: to be its executioners-or its casualties.
Survival is just the beginning.
The Wooden Squad is a heart-pounding fusion of survival epic and gritty fantasy, where wooden weapons clash against steel ambition, loyalty battles betrayal, and ordinary humans evolve into something extraordinary. An epic tale of survival, war, and strategy. Follow Victor and his fractured band as they carve their name into a world that wants them enslaved-or dead.
Dive into a sprawling saga (estimated completion 220k+ words) of primal battles, cunning strategy, and the raw will to survive. Imagine Game of Thrones meets The Hunger Games, with a twist of mythic darkness. Perfect for fans of Gladiator, Dune, Berserk, The Witcher.
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