The Strange Dictator!

Everything in this time-space had been turned upside down.

Twisted to the point of suffocation.

Grindelwald had not been imprisoned. Instead, she had joined forces with Hitler and used magical power to win World War II. But afterward, wizarding ambition had sparked a civil war, and magic had ultimately been wiped out by the combined force of technology and totalitarianism.

Magic was no longer a secret legend. It had been openly exploited, then openly purged as a "dangerous technology." Wizards had become this world's "taboo" and an "extinct race."

And Ian—a legendary wizard from the proper historical world, a white wizard who had just received the blessing of Ra and should have become beloved by all—had plunged headfirst into this terrifying era, where wizards had already been declared extinct.

"What the hell is going on?!" Ian's thoughts churned violently. He had wanted to find the era of Merlin and Arthur, yet he had stumbled into a dark parallel universe where magic had been defiled, exploited, and finally strangled. There were no Knights of the Round Table here, no glory of Camelot—only the Nazi iron heel and an erased history of magic.

And he...

Seemed to have become the only surviving wizard?

"What did you do to me?!" The Imperial Guard captain lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes vacant and drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. Legilimency had inflicted permanent damage upon his mind.

But Ian had no time to concern himself with that.

More sirens sounded in the distance. Clearly, the commotion here had drawn far greater attention.

Ian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He had to leave this place quickly and find somewhere safe to think through his options—the darkness of this time-space far exceeded anything he had imagined. It was