Well, once in another world, become a magician. Here you have power, and power, and a bunch of grand pianos scattered across the bushes, and faithful friends that they will cover their backs if necessary, are usually included in the kit. Live for yourself and rejoice, bending the world with your left heel, simultaneously conquering another beauty. That's just this world, some kind of wrong. Magic here is weak and clumsy, the royals have not yet been invented, and the magicians themselves occupy a place in the local society somewhere between serfs and disenfranchised slaves. And around there is only death, betrayal and a strange prophecy, around which the powerful of this world start their games. And you are just a pawn in this game. A pawn that everyone sacrifices.