Innovation to Another World
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I was about to enjoy my dream family life when my wife's enemy goes mad and try to kill us all. I managed to save them but in exchange of my life. My soul got abducted by some incompetent god in another world it's like a fantasy in those RPG games but half of the land is is a barren desert that nobody lives anymore. I was forced to live there and want's change their perspective of lost hope. They bless with wisdom and power. But will I able to survive in this world with unbalance weather and world full of monsters. For me this is a world who is about to be doomed. Like what do you expect to incompetent Thief God and Guardian children of his. My wife and children in the Earth is more capable than them.
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