We all have fantasized about getting thrown into another world full of magic and wonders at least once in our lifetime. How we will work hard and reach the top of the world. How our current world is just no ideal for us but the alternate universe will be. Well, that is my situation right now.

Hi, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Cane Max. 21 years old. Freshly out of college with a degree I have no idea how to use. You see, as a child I was not someone who particularly liked studying and that trait followed me through my teenage to my adulthood. I liked to gain knowledge but reading books was a no go for me. Just cramping all of the complex words made me want to tear the book, drench it in petrol, and burn it in the middle of a library. Sorry about that, I am not a violent person generally (just trust me on this one), and I do not mean any of the above words but you get the point. I just hated books.

One day while I was scrolling through the channels on the TV I had my magical (pun intended) encounter with shows about how children lived in a magical world. They could do a lot of cool things with just chanting some words or by drawing symbols. I mean who doesn't want to be friends with a dragon. Just imagine threatening your school bully with "you don't want to do that bud. I have a living flamethrower by my side". That would be so cool!

That's enough about me. Now let's go back to how I got in this situation and what it is. So how do I start? One night I was having one of my regular day dreaming (or should I say night dreaming) episodes about going to another world and conquering it with my strength. Nothing new. You would expect that my childish thoughts would go away with my childhood but nope only my childhood went away. I went to sleep with my thoughts and expected to wake up the next day and worry about how to make a living. Next day when I woke up I felt weird. Something wasn't right. Well I didn't give it much thought and went about my day impersonating a zombie. I freshened up went in front of my mirror to tidy up my hair but wait a minute, this isn't my mirror. Wait, this isn't even my bathroom. Was I finally kicked out by my landlord for not paying the rent for the last three months? Well at least he isn't that heartless. This room looks pretty nice. How much is the rent though? This place has got to be expensive. Bruh, how am I gonna pay for all this? Did my landlord forget that I couldn't even pay for his rat hole of a house with my income?

I went out of the bathroom and saw a note on my bedside table. It simply read "enjoy". Enjoy what exactly? Crippling debt that would come along with this house? Then like a truck from those reincarnation novels, a headache started. Did someone hit with me with a hammer. If there was a pain scale from no pain to extreme pain than this was an universal level threat kind of pain. Even the big bang wouldn't have hurt so badly. This continued for a mere ten seconds but OMG these ten seconds were the worst ten seconds of my life.

Now that I have stopped being a wuss, I have to find out why that headache happened in the first place.