
by SleepyFace18
Rangga just wanted to take a dump in peace. His life was already complicated enough—living in a boarding house, working odd jobs, and struggling to keep up with college. But that night, the old toilet he usually used suddenly changed. A magic circle appeared beneath him. A group of robed figures in another world were summoning a “hero.” And somehow, the one they got was Rangga. No special powers.No grand destiny.Not even a chance to prepare. In a world filled with magic, monsters, and kingdoms, the only things he has are logic, recklessness, and whatever little physics he happens to remember. But sometimes, the most dangerous person isn’t the chosen hero, it’s an ordinary man who doesn’t know when to give up.
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