First Day

After countless corridors and flights of stairs, the duo exited through a discreet passage in the castle wall. The path the girl led Ian through was different from the other members of the sect (he had decided to consider that group an otaku sect until more information was assimilated), probably due to their aggressive reactions towards our main character.

The external environment of that world was slightly gloomy, as if it were between night and day, twilight. There should have been a moon and a sun, but instead, many silver and crimson stars adorned the sky. The temperature was pleasant, around 22-24 degrees, with slightly dry air that didn't seem to affect people much. On their way back, Ian noticed extremely wide streets, about 30 meters wide. To his surprise, various creatures ran at high speed through the streets, even cutting through the walls. Giant lizards with closed cabins fixed on their backs. After a few minutes one of these "vehicles" stopped in front of the two, lowered itself, allowing them to climb the side ladder and enter the cabin.

The interior space, well decorated, comfortable and even a bit vintage, with windows on both sides, glazed and curtains. Contrary to what he expected, there was no one guiding the beast and no glass in the front, however, with no vocal command, when the two settled in, the lizard began to move, at first slowly and then gradually increasing speed, causing panic for Ian, who was losing balance and getting bumped into the corners with each maneuver.

Upon seeing the situation, the maiden couldn't help but be astounded. She herself didn't move, and since the cabins were made for her race, whose balance and strength far exceeded that of humans from Earth, there were no seat belts. To solve the problem at that moment and prevent serious injuries to Ian, she had to hold him in her lap, like a child. Remembering that she was small and seemingly delicate while he stood over 1.80 meters tall... A comic scene.

Feeling extremely embarrassed, Ian had no choice but to accept his situation. It was either that or risk severe injury, or even death. Without having to worry about bouncing off the walls, he began to analyze the landscape. This race lived in huge medieval fortresses, with each block being a castle. Therefore, on both sides of the street, there were always walls, with the smaller ones measuring 30 meters and the larger ones exceeding 100 meters, creating an oppressive sight. Don't think of the castles we know on Earth; even the smallest of them could comfortably accommodate around 150,000 people, with multiple courtyards and even plantations. We're talking about several hectares.

They traveled for 6 hours, at a speed approximating that of a car on the track, around 50 miles per hour. All this time, the landscape had not changed – a city of castles. However, the lizard began to ascend at an incline, and Ian realized they were climbing a mountain. At this point, the trip still took 20 minutes, as the speed was greatly reduced by the rough terrain. The mounts of this world were far superior to any land vehicle on Earth, either because they did not need someone "driving" them or because of their flexibility, allowing them to travel on almost any terrain.

At the top of the mountain, there rested a small ruined palace (the term "small" is in comparison to Earth's palaces; for the people of that world, it would be minuscule). It had no complete walls or intact roof, only a broken tower with three floors. Abundant fluorescent crystals sprouted from the ground, together with sparse vegetation of purple-colored plants.

As they descended, she led Ian inside, gave him a brief tour around the place, spoke a few incomprehensible words, nodded, and walked away, leaving him alone in that abandoned palace.

He stood there for a while, motionless, watching the lizard disappear on the horizon. But his stupor didn't last long; Ian realized the situation. There was no visible food or water source nearby.

"Stay calm, Ian. I'm not hungry or thirsty yet. Maybe I don't even need to eat or drink..." He quickly realized that this analogy might not be far from reality since he didn't have a rectum or urethra.

Ian took the opportunity to explore every inch of his new home once again. He found a trapdoor, whose lock had long decayed, and there was trash everywhere. Inside the newly discovered room, there were some partially intact furniture and tapestries, as well as numerous relatively preserved metal chests, all securely locked to his displeasure.

"At least I'll have a place that's not partially bare... Oh, great, now I'm talking to myself again. Like in limbo..."

The sound of rumbling and the feeling of emptiness disrupted Ian's reflective moment, gradually leading him to despair. It seemed that he really did possess hunger.