Young Master, Do You Want to Be the First Emperor of the Night?

The world is strange. There were giants in the ice fields to the north, but no Vikings. The nomads on the northeastern prairie do not ride horses. They fight on wolves. I heard that the Eastern Sword Immortal is very powerful. The sirens in the southeast sing beautifully, and the feathered men look like elves. There are many orcs in the south, but the bunny-eared girls and cat-eared girls have too much body hair and a strong smell, which makes them a little disillusioned. People in the southwest like to play with bugs, it's so disgusting. The dancing girls from the Western Regions are famous all over the world, but it is a pity that they were born in the wrong place. The dwarfs in the northwest are good at blacksmithing, but they still seem to be inferior to my modern skills. My name is Rogge. I used to be an Earthling. Now I am reincarnated. I was born in the center of the continent. My father is a general. I heard that he is invincible, but I feel very insecure. This world is so strange that I couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a Western fantasy world or a world of fairy tales... This didn't seem to be important. What was important was that the guy who snatched me away from Po Meng and gave me reincarnation must have been staring at me. My father's situation seems like a rebellion script at first glance. I feel like my life has been arranged in a huge conspiracy. What should I do? How about... Trying to support a puppet? Young Master, do you want to be the First Emperor of the Night?