**Synopsis**


When young Gift, a young technological prodigies only family member and mother, gets shot by a thief due to his own selfish decision. He strives to never let it happen again, His determination fueling his desire to create a world where no harm would come upon her again.


Years later, with his constant achievements and hard work, Gift soon becomes the world's youngest tech tycoon who's name was capable of stricking a sense of awe in the minds of those who heard it. 


 But disaster strikes again, during a conference of his where he was in the process of unavailing his newest creation, A self powered nanotechnology suit. 

Terrorists strike the venue, endangering his mother who had been there to support him during his presentation.

 In the ensuing chaos, Gift is tragically blasted by one of his own inventions which was stolen by the leader of the terrorists.

The power of the blast interfered with his suits schematics, Which ends up sending him into another dimension.

Miraculously he survives but his mind turns blank when he wakes up in a world of magic, where his advanced technology is mistaken for dark sorcery, in turn, causing the inhabitants of that world to fear him as a powerful demon from the abyss.

But Gift, determined to make it back home, decides to navigate this new world with the aid of his companions he makes along the way, while also using his intellect and technology to survive and find a way back home.

DIVINE OVERRIDE: Who said you need Magic to become a god?.

_Huh?, She's alive?._ Gifts brows raised in surprise with a trace of hope in his eyes when he saw the little corpse suddenly begin to twitch as if struggling to move. 


[My scanners aren't picking up any Vital signs Sir.] 


_Looks like I was wrong..._ Gift couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh when the other corpses began twitching as well._it's another one of those strange ruins...._ Gift said inwardly as his expression darkened considerably when he saw a glowing Runic inscription on the girls forehead. 


"...Sa-ve us!!!!" The voice of the little corpse below Gift became louder and louder with each second, soon turning into a piercing shriek like one who was undergoing nerve wrecking torture. 


[I think our presence has already been detected Sir, it appears the enemy is trying to retaliate.] 


Chapter 35: 5000 kelvin?.