Why am I a machine of war?

A person with nicknamed Sal used to live a normal life in a city doing what normal young adults usually do in their free time, playing video games. Specifically, war sim games.

Now he is transmigrated into a machine of war in a fantasy world filled with magic.

Watch him suffer dominates against the odds against creatures with untold might in a grand and climactic battle fulfilling his purpose as a machine of war.

Authors Note: This is my First story to please critisize [a lot ] and nitpick any error you find. Just be a bit harsh on your assesment since it would be easier for me to remember it.

This will be posted on both royalroad and scribblehub.