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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

"I hear you, Michael. I'll be there as quickly as I can. Stay safe."

Miaomiao's calm voice reached him faintly through the earring. Relieved by her prompt response, Michael regained his composure and prepared for the imminent confrontation.

He melded seamlessly into the shadows by the window. The deep, dark shade created by the moonlight cloaked him completely, making him disappear into the darkness. Hidden within the shadows, Michael held his breath, straining his ears for any sound.

The silver powder continued to float in the room, but fortunately, the shadows shielded him from its effects. They provided him with the perfect hiding place. Pressing his back against the wall, Michael minimized his movements and controlled his breathing.

The silence was broken by the faint creak of the door opening. The sound resonated loudly in the quiet of the night, putting Michael further on edge.

Chapter 163 A Midnight Attack