He stood there watching over the countryside wondering whether his plans were working or not. Wondering if the watermills he created were pounding grain, that the looms were working, that the new metal lathes were spinning. He was wondering if is being on this planet was upsetting the flow of history, he was wondering if his wife was ok. He had disappeared in the blink of an eye, kidnapped to another dimension. He wondered many a thing, but mostly he wondered about his revenge, how sweet it would taste. But that was for later, now was to create a nation in his own image, one that could conquer the world and last centuries after his passage. Now was the time to rebuild his captures kingdom.

Portal fantasy that I will deal with politics, religion, sports, and all that other stuff its not polite to talk about in civilized company.