Help, I’m in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]
Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle. Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand. Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces? Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure! Check my Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Aoki_Kun520 Join my Patreon: patreon.com/Aoki_Kun520 Join my LINE Group: https://line.me/R/ti/g/r8NgVY8w5F
Yegor's Legacy and Theo's Promise
At some point, Sebas had quietly left the archives, leaving Damien and Theo to eat their sandwiches in silence.
But it wasn't an awkward silence.
In fact, Theo had scooted his chair close to Damien's, leaning against his shoulder as they ate. The atmosphere felt light, almost dreamlike.
Every now and then, Theo would steal a kiss, turning the air between them into something close to a pink haze.
Actually, Damien thought, the fluffy, pink air might be edging toward awkward after all.
"Um, about Yegor Tretyakov…" Damien began hesitantly.
To calm the lighthearted atmosphere, Damien decided to bring up a work-related topic.
If he didn't, their afternoon activities might end up taking place in the bedroom instead.
"Do you think there's a chance Yegor Tretyakov found happiness in this world? Maybe he had a wife or kids here?"
He clung to a glimmer of hope, trying to take a brighter perspective.