Why can't I be a Proper Protagonist?!

~Ugh., my head hurts. Did somebody smack my head or something?

As Nemitz was waking up, he felt something under him soft and cold. Thinking that he was lying in snow.

Too tired to open his eyes being overworked for working overtime at his job onboard a ship. And not hearing any ringing from his phone for the alarm. Not minding it. He went back to dreamland.

A few moments later…

Jolted awake from the extreme cold from his body. Nemitz started to panic of what was happening. And seeing snow as the eyes could see. He couldn't believe it and thought that he might still be dreaming.

"Where am I?" Standing up. He felt immense pain from his fingers. And now, looking at it. His hands almost look purple. Can't believe what he was seeing. He almost fainted from shock. Getting panic.

"How did I get here? What's happening?" for the first time in his life. Nemitz felt afraid. Not knowing how he got here.

~Ok, ok, just breathe. Stay calm. Panicking won't get me anywhere. First analyze. Where in the middle of nowhere, looking around, I'm definitely alone. How the f*ck did I get here?!!!

*sob sob

Having calmed down from the wailing of despair.

~Enough crying. I'm a man. I'm a f*cking man! Get your shit together Nemitz. You can do this.

"Ok, let's try again. I've read tons of manga, novels, having this kind of set up. Maybe I'm one of those protagonist.hehehe. HaHahaAhAaa!"

Almost laughing maniacally of the absurdity. Somehow this is the only theory he could come up with. I mean those are f*cking fiction. How is this even possible?

"Uhmmm… Maybe I got kidnapped from my ship in the middle of the arctic sea and someone brought me here??? F*ck!!!"

But thinking about it for a while, who would be dumb enough to put in the effort of kidnapping him and twisted enough of leaving him here after successfully pulling it off. But after thinking and getting no answers that would make any sense. He was already losing patience and getting frustrated from the cold. Nemitz had no choice but to find shelter and fast. At this rate, He'll die of hypothermia.

Walking in the snow field land.

Getting panic from finding nothing. And the pain from the cold isn't helping of thinking how'd he get out of this situation. He almost just gave up from there and then.

~Maybe I have a system. All those novels who got transmigrated have those.

"System" Seeing nothing and hearing nothing. He tried again.

"Status?"…

"Status Screen!"

"My system?!"

"Transmigrator system!!!"

"My super-duper powerful status!"

"Save me System!"

"F*ck you system!"

"F*ck me system!"

"I'm sorry system"

"Any system!"

"Power rangers system!"

"Godly System!"

"Isekai System!!!"

"You suck system"

Wailing with frozen tears and snot flying. The madman shouting in the middle of a blizzard was brought to his knees. With a blank look. All he felt was acceptance that he'll die there. Without having a chance to fight for his life. Someone or something has brought him to this frozen land with nothing, but he's clothes his wearing.