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
"I… I didn't think that far ahead," Damien admitted, the weight of Cedran's words sinking in. He had only wanted to help someone he found pitiable. Nothing beyond that.
"You didn't realize?" Elyon said, smirking. "That crying? It was all an act."
"What?!" Damien stared at him in disbelief.
"And giving him those coins? That tore his pride to shreds. Honestly, you got off easy with just a bit of spit on your face," Elyon added.
Damien froze, realization dawning on him.
By handing over those coins, he had effectively said, I'm the one in a position to give, and you're the one who must receive. In doing so, he had humiliated the boy, even if it wasn't his intent.
He sighed deeply, feeling the shame settle in.
He'd acted without thinking. The money wasn't even his to give—it belonged to Theo.
"I'm such an idiot…" Damien thought, sinking to the ground.