Blue boxes? Another world? I think we've read this story enough times.

What happens when someone is ripped from their home because they fit certain criteria, only to not be what 'the gods' were looking for?

What happens when this new world is exactly the scenario that our plucky 'hero' despises?

His only superpower is everything he's ever read. Oh, and maybe he asked for a local copy of the internet. Because honestly, who can suffer through grinding down countless mobs without at least music to distract you. It's absolute insanity that there's literally tens of thousands of people who do just that and come home smiling.

In the end, this story isn't your standard "I have to get back home to my cat/my family/my school" fable. It's just some guy who got unlimited magic powers with no previous attachments.

This is my first story and isn't meant to be serious; I am writing this for myself because I've read hundreds of LitRPG/Progression stories and I want to try my hand at the genre.