King of Worlds'

(Translator- There are different worlds in this novel and even though the first few worlds are Anime worlds the later ones are stronger chinese novel worlds or movies so I am keeping the Orignal Name for the main character)

When Qin Yi heard the beautiful maid address him as "Your Majesty," a wave of joy surged through his heart- creating a warm feeling of happiness. 

"Saving others at the cost of myself was worth it this time! In this life, I will be a king, build a huge harem, and rule with absolute power, indulging myself as the most outrageous and tyrannical ruler!" 

But as he quickly merged with the fading soul in his mind and understood his current situation, another thought flashed through his heart: 

"I want to go back to Earth!" 

This was a magical world where countless stars filled the universe. Primordial Gods and Saints traversed the starry sky and reigned supreme. But even these beings, who sounded magnificent in his past life, had to bow their heads and hide to survive in this starry realm. 

For here, the most powerful beings were the ''kings''! 

Kings could freely roam the countless worlds of other dimensions, choose their subjects, and establish the most powerful kingdoms and dynasties. Imagine - in infinite dimensions, there were experts of every kind. Of course, the Kings who commanded these experts possessed incomparable power. This kind of power was something even Gods and Saints feared and worshipped. 

And Qin Yi was one of those Kings. 

However, he soon discovered that he was on the lowest rung of this hierarchy. Forget stepping on Saints, he couldn't even maintain his own kingdom. 

"A territory of 10,000 square kilometers, with 600,000 civilians. My resources, civilization, and wealth are dwindling, collapsing bit by bit." 

"A month ago, this brat used the King's authority to activate the Realm Transfer Gate. On the first day he arrived in another world, he was severely injured, and today he died, leaving me with this mess." 

"What's even more terrifying is that this King's World is on the verge of collapsing. There's only one month left!" 

"When it collapses, everything in the realm will turn to dust in the vast universe. 

As he rapidly merged with the soul in his mind, Qin Yi's mood became increasingly heavy. 

He desperately searched through the memories of the previous soul, but couldn't find a single piece of good news. 

"Your Majesty, you've just woken up. Let me feed you some porridge," A soft, delicate voice said. 

As Qin Yi raised his head, the sight of the beautiful maid instantly lifted his spirits. 

With her flawless complexion, almond-shaped face, and willow leaf eyebrows, she seemed to have stepped out of a painting. 

Qin Yi wanted to react, but his body was so weak that he could barely move. 

"What the hell did that guy go through before he died? I can't even retrieve full memories from the fusion. No, it's not that there are no memories, it's just..." 

"Too short!" 

In the haze, all he could remember was a blurry figure rushing towards him at an incredible speed before everything went black. 

"Was he instantly killed?!" 

His head throbbed. It seemed that this ability to transfer across the Myriad Realms wasn't as easy as it seemed - it was fraught with immense dangers. 

The beautiful maid was obviously pleased to see Qin Yi awake. She carefully blew on the porridge to cool it down before feeding it to him. 

After eating the porridge, Qin Yi was quickly overcome by fatigue, and his consciousness faded again. 

By the time Qin Yi woke up, three days had passed. This time, he felt much better - his weakness and numbness had disappeared, and he was even able to get out of bed. 

"What exactly happened to me?" 

Qin Yi propped himself up and sat there in a daze. 

He vividly remembered how drastically different his condition had been three days ago. 

"Your Majesty, you're awake! The Imperial Doctor said that you could get out of bed this time. Our kingdom may finally be saved!" 

The maid, visibly excited, hurried over to attend to him. 

Rubbing his forehead, Qin Yi shook his head. 

"Is that so?" 

"Yes! The ministers have all said that as long as Your Majesty recovers and continues your expeditions to other worlds, the kingdom's territory will stop shrinking and we will no longer have to live in fear." The maid spoke softly. 

Qin Yi sighed but didn't react. 

Of course, he understood what she meant. A King had his own world, and by conquering other realms, he could expand his civilization, resources, and territory. But if they stopped, everything would shrink and eventually disappear. 

After drinking another bowl of millet porridge and medicine from the beautiful maid, Qin Yi felt much more refreshed. He was about to strike up a conversation to learn more about this world. 

But just then... 

"Dong... Dong... Dong... Dong... Dong!" 

The solemn, heavy chime of the ''Rikudō (Six Paths) Bell'' suddenly resounded, shaking their hearts to the core. The maid's expression instantly changed, and the bowl in her hand slipped to the ground with a sharp crack and shattered into pieces. 

"Six chimes of the Realm Bell… another batch of warriors has returned in failure," She murmured, her face filled with sorrow. 

Qin Yi's expression also darkened. 

He quickly understood the meaning behind the bell. Every time the warriors set out to conquer the Otherworld, the Realm Bell would ring three times with a clear, uplifting tone, filling hearts with hope. 

But if they failed to return, it would ring six heavy, mournful chimes. If they returned victorious, the bell would ring nine joyful chimes. 

Now, the six mournful chimes left no doubt- another attempt had failed. 

When Qin Yi's predecessor was alive, he had led the very first expedition to the Otherworld. He was also one of the first to return in failure, and what's worse, he had died in the process. 

Qin Yi froze for a moment, then slowly stood up. The maid's face turned pale and she quickly moved to stop him. 

"Your Majesty, your body—!" 

"Take me to see them," Qin Yi interrupted. 

"But, Your Majesty, your health—!" 

The maid's face was filled with worry, but Qin Yi said no more. He stepped off the bed and headed directly outside. 

As he walked through the palace toward the outer halls, his heart grew heavier. 

Without conquering the Otherworld, the territory would continue to shrink, and soon, everything would vanish. The situation was dire— even his so-called Royal Palace was pitifully small, barely deserving of the title. He never imagined that after dying and being reborn, this would be the scene awaiting him. 

The maid hurried to catch up but soon realized Qin Yi's pace was unusually quick. In the blink of an eye, he had already exited the palace gates. 

At the northeastern corner of the kingdom, near the ''Realm Gate''— 

Warriors, battered and bloodied, emerged one by one from the glowing portal. Many stumbled and collapsed as soon as they crossed the threshold, losing consciousness on the spot. 

The soldiers standing guard nearby turned pale and immediately led the medics forward to examine the fallen. 

"Dead!" 

"Not breathing." 

"A sharp weapon pierced his left chest— his heart was pierced." 

One after another, the medics checked the warriors. Not a single survivor. Each report darkened the expressions of those present, filling the air with grief. 

"What is in that Otherworld? Why are our losses so severe?!" 

One of the soldiers, overwhelmed by emotion, roared in frustration. 

No one answered. From the first wave onward, countless warriors had charged into the Otherworld. Of those who returned, some were gravely injured and unresponsive, while others had lost their lives. They had yet to recover a single shred of useful information. 

After the glowing portal released thirteen warriors, it fell silent. 

"Thirteen..." 

A voice spoke, heavy with pain yet tinged with relief. 

Suddenly, the portal lit up again. Another figure leaped out, startling the dazed soldiers. 

This man, drenched in blood, painted the ground red with every step. His breath was faint, as if only moments away from death. 

Yet even so, he mustered every last ounce of strength to let out a final, thunderous shout: 

"His name is—!" 

''Uchiha!'' 

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 '(End of Chapter)'