Spartzan

Riz is a fresh graduate who has been job hunting for a year. In terms of talent, he has no talent. Always a mediocre type of person. The only good point he has is that he is a hardworking person. After so many failed interviews, he starts to get dispirited. However, as he does not so easily give in to that feeling, he resolves to try his luck in the last interview he has.

Indeed, it is his last interview. An accident occurs on his way there. 

When he opens his eyes, he is in the middle of the forest, tattered clothes with blood on it.

"Th-this...", Riz was shocked as he found his body smaller than it should be.

It didn't take him too much time to understand everything that happened. He becomes the youngest son of a count. 

Finding himself in the backward world, he who has no ambition previously is in a dilemma. At first, he just wants to live quietly and enjoy the richness and privilege as a noble. But then circumstances push him in a different direction.

One event led to another, now he finds himself at the top of power.

Restart:Untalented Man

"What the f*ck is going on?" A deafening roar from General Victor echoed, instantly silencing the fighting soldiers.

All eyes turned towards him and Sarika, who stood resolute by his side. The intensity of his gaze bore into each soldier, demanding their immediate attention and respect.

The once-fractured city now fell into an uneasy stillness, as the soldiers froze in place.

Victor's stern expression held a mix of anger and disappointment.

"I asked once again, what the f*ck?" His voice boomed with authority, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. He scanned the faces before him, his eyes locking with each soldier in turn.

The soldiers shifted uncomfortably, guilt and shame etched on their faces.

Slowly, their fists dropped and the tension in their bodies eased. One by one, they straightened their posture.

Surrender