Ray's gaunt eyes bore through the blue light from the LED screen. Another great fantasy series he binged through, sacrificing both health and sleep. The light dimmed down and he saw his own dark self with the reflection of the dead monitor. Particles of dirt mired the fuzzy reflection. Yet he found comfort with the clouded visage, it lets him dream after all.  "Man, I would give up anything to go to some fantasy land," 'Anything?' He heard a raspy voice reply. 'Hahaa, what the hell? Am I actually hearing voices now, I need go touch grass,' but he thought about it a bit longer, "Yeah just about anything." 'Good.' A Transmigration, Progression Fantasy Novel.Typical modern man gets dropped into a oh so typical beautiful, maybe wonderful and surely fantastical world.  Yeah he is in trouble isn't he? Warning. Second langue and first time writer, may spellcheck help us all.