Modern Earth — Nighttime.Inside a small bathroom, toilet water swirled lazily while Rangga sat comfortably, staring at his phone. The world felt peaceful that night—quiet, calm, and a little smelly, but that wasn't exactly something worth worrying about right now.Then, without warning, that peace shattered.The air inside the bathroom began to tremble faintly. It wasn't like an earthquake shaking the ground, but more as if space itself was being pulled toward an invisible point.The ceiling light flickered once then twice.The water in the toilet suddenly began spinning much faster, forming an impossible whirlpool.Rangga didn't even have time to raise his head before cracks spread across the bathroom floor, and a glowing circle appeared directly beneath his feet.The light swallowed him instantly. There was no time to stand up. Not even enough time to pull up his pants.There was only one brief second for Rangga to stare in confusion and think—"...What the fuck is this?"Then the

Several people in the castle courtyard were now watching Rangga more seriously.Earlier, he had seemed panicked and confused.But now, the way he spoke was beginning to sound like someone who was actually thinking things through.Rangga simply shrugged."See?"He casually pointed toward the mages, then at himself."I don't wanna be here."Then his hand moved around, gesturing toward everything surrounding him—the knights, the stone fortress, and all the people gathered around."And you guys don't really want me here either, right? Except because of that ritual."Several mages exchanged glances.No one denied it."So we're both stuck with this," Rangga continued lightly. "Guess we'll have to work together."The guard captain narrowed his eyes, seemingly beginning to appreciate the surprisingly practical way Rangga was looking at the situation.Rangga glanced around again—the stone walls, armored knights, and massive unfamiliar buildings—then shrugged."Still haven't decided, though...

The King gave a small nod, as though that made perfect sense and Rangga continued casually."I need an assistant—someone who at least knows how this world works and what's going on around here."The elderly mage nodded."That can be arranged.""And I need a house or somewhere to stay," Rangga added."That has already been prepared," the King replied without hesitation.Rangga nodded, then added in exactly the same casual tone,"...Also, I still haven't wiped my ass after taking that shit earlier."For several seconds, everyone simply stared at him. The young mage immediately turned away, his cheeks turning red. The guard captain covered his face."...Gods above."Several knights finally burst out laughing. The elderly mage rubbed his temples."...Very well."The King let out a long sigh, clearly suppressing a smile."That is... an extremely reasonable request."He then turned toward a woman in dark blue robes who had been silently observing everything from the sidelines."Arcelia."Th

She stepped closer and stopped in front of the table, her eyes dropping to the book in Rangga's hands."...Is this part of some plan of yours, or are you genuinely just curious?"Rangga immediately raised one hand."Hey, don't blame me."He pointed toward the window."I didn't know you guys considered light magic to be illusions and stuff. Your concept of light is different from mine."Arcelia stared at him for several seconds before letting out a small sigh."...That is true."She stepped closer to the table and Rangga pointed toward the page about earth magic."This one. I can't experiment with this here."Arcelia raised an eyebrow."Why?"Rangga pointed at the illustration."If I experiment with it... I'm worried I might accidentally move a tectonic plate."Arcelia blinked."...A tectonic what?"But Rangga was already continuing."Then the castle really will disappear."Silence.Arcelia stared at him for a long moment before finally speaking quietly."...You're right."Rangga looke

The molten metal moved as if guided by an invisible hand, spreading out and reshaping itself into several curved metal plates of different sizes.Arcelia stared sharply."...You're forging without a hammer."Rangga raised his hand. Moisture in the air began to gather, forming droplets that immediately fell onto the heated metal.SSSSSSHHHHH!White steam burst into the air as a sharp hissing sound echoed across the valley.A few seconds later, the iron plates darkened. Solid, Hard and finished.The valley fell silent again and Arcelia walked closer, picked up one of the plates, and tapped it.Ting.She turned the plate over in her hand."...You just did something that normally requires a furnace, a blacksmith, a hammer, and hours of work... in less than a minute."She looked at Rangga."You even shaped it directly."Arcelia let out a quiet sigh."...Rangga. You're not just experimenting."She glanced toward the carriage, then back at the metal plate in her hand."...You're creating tec