On the main road of the city of Aeturnum, There lived a beggar. Tattered clothes and disheveled appearance, he was the stereotypical image of a beggar. What now one knew about him though, was that this beggar hid a very special cheat, one that might let him surpass the very gods of this new world he had been sent to.
Kevin had been an ordinary man living an ordinary life, he had a decent education and was pretty decently talented in his work. He was what most people would call an "NPC", a person so default in their behaviour and life story, that, there was no one who would pay attention to their existence.
That was up until, Kevin got his hands on a very powerful tool, an ancient symbol of an outer god, that held the promise of rewriting his story and letting him live his dreams. How did he obtain this tool, you may ask? From a stand by the roadside of course, the type that, in any and all forms of fiction, is often run by an ancient and powerful mage that has long since retired and is looking for a suitable successor, the only issue however? Life isn't a fairy tale, and so, his "very powerful tool" failed him, Or atleast he thought it did.
Waking up in a white void of pure nothingness, he was greeted by the robotic and cold voice of a system... Nope! Just a dream, though he did get a minor papercut from turning the pages of the book he was reading. The next morning, something unexpected happened, the moment he left his house, he found himself in the middle of a crowded city that was seemingly very ancient, people in plain clothing were all around the place, and the amount of mud and straw houses, along with the dirt roads, signaled to him that his "Tool" might have not been a scam?
This, is not your average story.
This is the story of how I, Kevin, became the greatest king of all history!