01)ROB! Where are my wishes!?

Greetings Ladies and gentlemen.

I'm a pretty normal adult who likes WN and other popular media with a normal livelihood and loves his life.

But I'm...

FUCKED!!!

Aren't all transmigrated losers supposed to get OP skills from great ROB??? Where are mine? I guess this is my hell for blaspheming great fanfics that gives their MCs OP skills the moment they are reborn. So why ROB why???

Tell me the reason of my fall!

Well if that wasn't enough, I'm in the world of mysteries, yeah the one with thousand year old monsters, gods and transmigrated individuals pretending to be gods?

Well even that wasn't enough! I transmigrated as Prince Edessak, yeah the one who dies.

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The only thing going ok for me is that it's 1st January 1347 of the 5th Epoch.

Maybe I can escape? I doubt I can.

From the new bodies memories i seem to be

a half sequence 9 Arbiter. I honestly doubt the possibility of me beating the natural law of convergence of same pathway Beyonder characteristics.

So I choose the next best option for my survival, becoming a extraordinary in this chaotic world.

Thus I begin writing a letter to my current father, The King George Augustus III, Seq 1 Prince of Abolition, informing him of my decision, and asking for blessing and support in my new path.