Ironbark Rising

Tobin Ashe drove a delivery van for eleven years. In one very old game he was a tank, and a good one. Then he stepped off a kerb in the rain and woke inside Ironbark, a fantasy world with a skill tree, a stamina bar, and one glaring problem: his build does no damage. He cannot kill a wolf. He cannot kill a fly. What he can do is stand there. The Warden — the root-and-iron colossus holding up the sky — is rotting from the base, and the rot is coming down into the valleys where people actually live. They are not NPCs. They remember. They are waiting for someone who cannot win to arrive anyway. A classic high fantasy LitRPG adventure about a man with no attack skill and one very good reason to keep holding the line.