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
"Yes, that's correct," Sebas replied. "At first, we thought you were a woman, so we had considered Lupusregina for a particular matter... but after the doctor mentioned you might be male, we decided to put those plans on hold. Now that we've cleared things up, we'll have to rethink the whole situation, including other related issues."
So that's how it was, Damien thought. He still hadn't even met this Lupusregina, but he felt a bit guilty for causing such a stir around her.
"Master Damien," Sebas continued, "there's the matter of your attire that needs to be addressed as well."
"My attire…? Oh, you mean clothes?"
Were they going to provide him with new clothes? That would be a relief, considering his current situation.
"I'll have all the new garments being made remade from scratch," Theo instructed, his tone firm. "For now, use second-hand clothes. Sebas, handle the details."
"As you wish," Sebas replied with a respectful bow.