Mages, sorcerers, wizards and dragons... it's all wonderful! But what should I do with this?! I was not born an aristocrat, a wizard in the hetzat generation, and I do not lash out with mana left and right, like all the chosen ones of the gods. Ah, the interface... the “gift” of rebirth. It seems to be there, but it is as if it is not there. It’s as if he can operate with both mana and my own body, making complex things simple, but for this he needs to be programmed every time, seriously complicating his life. Only the world around me doesn’t wait for me to finish the program of the century and become a prodigy, bending over from all possible angles. From the author: Second book: