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A decorated Air Force pilot, 34 years old, meets an untimely demise—only to awaken in a war-torn fantasy medieval world. Now inhabiting the body of Mechal, the second son of a baron, he finds himself recovering from a near-fatal injury orchestrated by his own elder brother. But while the old Mechal might have been consumed by reckless fury, the new Mechal is different—calculating, patient, and ready to play the long game.

When a rebellion unexpectedly shakes the kingdom, Mechal seizes the opportunity to carve his place in history. With a sharp mind, battlefield tactics, and an understanding of human nature, he navigates the treacherous world of nobility, rising from an overlooked second son to a powerful force. Through cunning strategy and ruthless ambition, he secures victories, earns a title, and claims land of his own—laying the foundation for a rule unlike any other.

But the world of nobility is a den of vipers. Political intrigue, backstabbing aristocrats, kingdom-wide conflicts, and the ever-present shadow of war loom over him. As he builds his domain, he must outmaneuver rivals, forge alliances, and solidify his power—because in this world, only the strong survive.

Inspired by the noble struggles of the Holy Roman Empire, this story weaves war, politics, trade, and ambition into a gripping tale of power and strategy. Watch as an upstart reshapes the fate of a kingdom, one calculated move at a time.

In A Fantasy World I Can Absorbs Abilities

The prisoners were bound in the center of this fiery enclosure. Even if they managed to loosen their bonds and escape, they would never make it past the flames. The realization of their captivity had broken their will, and they sat with heads bowed, utterly dejected.

Michael glanced at Marcus and Miaomiao, who were huddled together in sleep. Their peaceful forms brought a small smile to his face.

As the night deepened, the rain intensified. The downpour washed away much of the lingering scent of blood, cleansing the air. Michael ordered his soldiers to maintain a watch rotation and tend the fires. Fatigue was no excuse to lower their guard.

Taking the lead, Michael volunteered for the first watch. The soldiers protested.

"Captain, there's no need for this. You've worked harder than anyone. Please rest," one said.

But Michael shook his head firmly.

"Everyone is tired. As your leader, I must set an example for you to follow," he replied.

Chapter 156 Brilliant Victory