Logan’s life sucked. No, really, he lived in a shoebox apartment with more roaches than friends, hadn’t brushed his hair in six months, and just got banned from his local supermarket for stealing a single tissue, just to switch up from using his socks.
So when he stood in front of an oncoming truck and yelled, “Truck-kun never misses!” he didn’t expect to actually get hit…
But somehow, Truck-kun missed.
Waking up in a hospital with nothing but a cracked rib and a hospital bill that could fund a small country, Logan did what any rational man would do. he ran.
That’s when he met a sarcastic, overworked genie who offered him ten wishes out of pure pity.
Logan wished for everything wishable—money, superpowers, the ability to fly, fine shyt, even a private island shaped like a middle finger.
But when it came to his last wish, the genie warned him:
[After this one, you're getting transmigrated into a magical world. Choose wisely.]
So Logan wished for the only thing that made sense:
"I want to transmigrate into the body of the strongest person in the world.”
Unfortunately… that person was The Shadow King—a world-dominating tyrant, feared by all, and public enemy number one in the magical realm of Umbraxis.
Even worse? The moment Logan woke up in the Shadow King’s body, it turned out his enemies had already caught him.
“You used to be the strongest,” they sneered. “But now, we strip away your power. You’re nothing now. The weakest.”