1 Chapter1: take over the world

Beneath the sprawling branches of an ancient tree atop a lofty mountain, Zarhi awoke with a symphony of aches resonating throughout his body. As he groaned, memories of a valiant attempt to save a cherished manga from an oncoming truck flooded back. "What in the world...?" he muttered, disoriented and sore.

Surveying his surroundings, a breathtaking view of a city nestled against hills greeted him. "This doesn't feel like the weather I'm accustomed to," he mused, casting a suspicious glance at the distant lights. "Could it be? Have I been Isekai-ed?"

Accepting the reality of his situation, Zarhi's focus shifted to a crucial inquiry. "Alright, in this new world, if the manga and manhwa are any indication, I should be able to summon a stats window if I will it."

A mystical window materialized, accompanied by a divine message that read, "Welcome to Xafir. This marks your second chance at life. You have four years to conquer this world. Good luck with your world domination. PS: Your kind, loving GOD."

Hopeful for god-like abilities, Zarhi examined his stats, only to be met with disappointment:

- Strength: 100/1000

- Agility: 100/1000

- Speed: 600/1000

- Recovery: 100/1000

- Durability: 70/1000

- Mana: 150/1000

- Level: 4

- Class: Tamer

- Title: Overlord

- Skills: Basic fireball, Basic wind slash, Basic lightning strike, Contractor, Evolution

- Passive: Assistant

An audible sigh escaped him, and frustration lingered. "How am I supposed to take over the world with these stats?" he muttered. "Oh well, maybe the god gave me some overpowered skills."

Before he could delve into his musings, a piercing headache and a divine notification interrupted him, warning against giving up. "No, no, I'll keep this life. I'll enjoy the four years, maybe find someone, settle down, and die happy," he declared.

The god, unamused, issued another decree. "No, you're not allowed to do that. If you give up, I'll respectfully take your life. But, being a nice god, I'll give you two extra years if you make meaningful progress. Good luck."

Determined, if reluctantly, Zarhi accepted the divine challenge. "Damn this guy... I guess I have no choice. First things first, I need to get out of here."

Descending the mountain, Zarhi's path led him to a curious sight—a small, round jelly object bouncing around. "Is that a slime?" he pondered, curiosity piqued. "Perfect for testing my skills. But first, I need a weapon."

Hiding behind a bush, he scavenged for materials, eventually crafting a makeshift weapon. Stealthily approaching the slime, he whispered, "Okay, this is it. Sneak up from behind, get the win."

The encounter unfolded with the slime's surprising agility and Zarhi's attempt to subdue it. "Wow, this thing is very alert," he remarked, analyzing the creature's movements. "I was holding out hope that my stats weren't that low, but after being dominated by a slime like that, I'm sure weak."

Contemplating the close call, Zarhi acknowledged the necessity of avoiding monsters until he strengthened his capabilities. The divine task ahead loomed large, and with newfound humility, he embarked on the journey to conquer the challenges and unravel the mysteries of Xafir.