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I, the grand marshal, the great sage, the epitome of human wizardry have grown bored with the world I live in imagine waking up filling in papers being tired, and sleeping, that''''s my daily life in repeat for the umpteenth time, I have achieved the peak of magic can be, I know the truth of such power and the reason is so simple that I doubt my dedication to uncovering the secret hence it bored me. Now without a reason to continue just doing things repeatedly my students from another world, tell me their world, and what they say is so unbelievable that I am invested in such, as the internet, vehicles, and entertainment, my students said that it''''s the epitome of convenience yet why do they not like to go back there, my student answered me that they are no one there. Still, in this world, they are the hero... quite stupid if you asked me if being a hero is good in the beginning but I will let them explore the harsh truth of being a hero, so anyway I create a teleporting circle towards their world but it seemed I teleported to another summoning circle. So here I was being in a world filled with mana... so now what?