prologue

My name, does a corporate slave deserve one?,well am John Smith your typical 9 to 5 blue collar slave and ohh I forgot to add the overtime.

Let cut to the chase of how my story started.

In a dimly lit office a middle aged man could be found behind a flickering PC screen "Damm it another overtime with no pay today, ahh how I miss my youth days no worries with big dreams, how I wish I could just go back in time with a system like in webnovel" after rambling on and on, lost in his imaginary world he failed to notice a pentagram shaped runes beneath him, and then boom a big explosion and everything went dark.