Hugustine

Tied down his entire life by the perils of mediocrity,  Jarod sin is diagnosed with a terminal illness cutting his life expectancy at just twenty six years old. 

With a six months prognosis, he wallows about his predicament while taking a leave from work to explore bits of the world before his death, sadly he is mugged by a thief on a cold evening, proving once more how mediocre and trash he really was, but everything changed when he opened his eyes. 

He had been transmigrated into the body of Milo von Brithuels, third son of a count in a fantasy land, just like the one he used to read about, now armed with a new life he vows to escape the clutches of mediocrity and achieve something for the first time.

Rise of a transmigrated mediocre nobleman

<p>The castle loomed over the city like a mountain carved by artisans, its sprawling wings and towers stretching beyond what the eye could take in at once. Inside, it was no less impressive. Each corridor seemed to echo with history, its walls adorned with tapestries of battles won and alliances forged. The air was cool, carrying the faint aroma of polished stone and aged wood.</p>

<p>Our guide, a young steward named Callen, led the way. He was a slender man in his late twenties with neatly combed chestnut hair and sharp, piercing blue eyes. His uniform, a tailored doublet bearing the imperial crest, was immaculate, a reflection of his meticulous nature. Despite his professional demeanor, there was a subtle warmth in his voice as he described the castle's history and the legends behind its architecture.</p>

Within reach