III: The New World

[We will transfer in three, two, one!]

Julian closed his eyes as the duck pressed a button beneath his screen and transferred Julian to his new world where he needed to complete every mission that the system would throw at him.

[Welcome to your new world, young master. Today, your first mission is to find out who you are. You have a day to figure out your identity. I would just be here to give you tips and warn you when you are crossing the line. Good luck!]

And with that, the system disappeared into view. Leaving Julian in a soft bed and heavy powder on his face. The young man fluttered his eyes open as he looked around the room and smelled the scent of boozes and gins.

"First mission was already this tough. Why do I feel like that stupid-looking duck won't make my life easier?"

Julian groaned as he tried to lift his heavy body out from the discomfort of the bed and stretch his sore muscle.

"The hell did this body do last night? Threw a party and passed out? This is ridiculous."

The young man shook his head as the trembling didn't stop and he felt like he would puke any minute now. He put his feet on the ground and tried to balance out his dizzy head and heavy body when a naked man went out of the bathroom with a brush on his mouth.

"Oh, you're awake!"

Julian looked at him and yelped when he saw his body.

"What the fuck, dude?! Fucking get dressed, please!"

The voice that Julian gave out before going back to the bathroom and finished brushing his teeth startled the man in question. Julian watched him going back to the bathroom and sighed.

"First day. First morning, Julian. What did you get yourself into?"

The young man was murmuring to himself when the bathroom door opened once again. The naked man from earlier was now dressed up in his pants and shirt with a design of pink glitters and "I heart dicks" in the middle.

The amount of glitters thrown to the shirt emphasized the word "dicks".

"Good morning, Miss Julianna. How was your night? Did he do you any good?"

Julian whipped his head as fast as he heard the name. His eyes were wide open as the man in that awful pink glitter mispronounced his name.

"Excuse me? It's Julian. Who the fuck is Julianna?"

The man in front of him blinked his eyes in confusion before barking in a fit of laughter and held on to the doorknob for his dear life. He looked at the man with a funny face and confused look.

"Yo, what the fuck? Did he really overdo it to where you can't even remember your own name?"

Julian looked even more confused than earlier. The guy laughed once again as he put his things on the bed and cleared his throat.

"Okay. I don't know what is wrong with you but fine, I will tell you."

The young drag racer gulped as the lady-man walked to his side and sat on the bed. He put his leg on top of the other and pulled a cigarette.

He puffed a smoke and looked at Julian under his lashes and revealed something that Julian wouldn't think of doing.

"You. Are. A. Drag. Queen."

Julian's body froze at the sudden revelation from the man.

<A drag queen?! What the actual fuck?!>

A drag queen. Julian had seen some before. He had interacted with them before when he lost a bet from Lucas back in his real world. He looked at the man with a baffled expression and immediately went to the bathroom to check himself.

He looked at his junior to see if it was still existing and there he was, drooping down to Satan like a poor kitten. Julian looked at his appearance in the mirror and could see the excess glitters and make up powders on his face.

He thought back to the system, calling his name. But the alien-looking duck was not answering. It pissed Julian at this point. He thought the system tricked him and forced to get into the game by the bribery of three wishes.

In a fit of rage, Julian walked out of the bathroom and took his things with him. The man ran after him to stop him and made sure that he would be fine. Before Julian could go out of the place where he was in, another drag friend of his character pulled him to the side.

"Don't! Not looking like that! You will get killed!"

Julian looked at this other man with a bearded face and blue eyes. His friend who ran after him, heaved a deep breath and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Darling, you almost got yourself killed. Don't go out in this world looking like that. Here are some wipes, fix your face."

Julian was more confused than ever. Wasn't this place a free place? Or something like a free country. Where anyone can do whatever they want?

The young drag racer followed what he was being told and fixed his face, removing the excess make up and glitters. The man who pulled him to the side told him to man up and act like a straight man.

Julian couldn't understand what he meant, so he asked him about it.

"Like a straight man. Like those heavy duty, bearded motherfucker who only think of themselves as high and mighty. You know, those types of guys."

The man pointed at one specific person to Julian's left as an example. Julian followed the pointed man and he could feel his heart beating faster.

<What the--?>

While looking at the man, Julian blurted out a question that took the two men off guard.

"Am I gay?"

The two men looked at each other before chuckling.

"Huh? How will we know that, darling? You never talked about yourself to us. Like to you never tell us anything about yourself. Where your parents are? Where do you live? You know, normal stuff."

Julian just nodded his head and looked at the black duffle bag beside him.

"But I do drag?"

The lady-man, which was his "friend", looked at him with a deadpan expression and smiled.

"You don't have to be a gay person to do drag. Drag is more like a work thingy where you could express yourself and no one has to know about it, except you drag friends and your drag mother. So you can be straight and still do drag. Like Joseph, for example."

The lady-man pointed at the bearded guy beside him as he looked at him with a confused expression.

"Shut up, Leo. As if you, yourself, are a gay man. Don't look too confused, sweetheart. I am not a gay person so never worry that I would jump at you and fuck you in an instant. My wife would kill if I did."

Confusion was an understatement at this point. Julian does not know what was happening, and he needed to ask the system about this. He would ask him what kind of world was this even if he already have a few ideas.

"Now, you are good and ready. Go home for now and get some rest. We will just tell Lucian that you can't go to work tonight."

Julian was about to go when he was confused again about who the hell is Lucian.

"Lucian? Who?"

The two men just shook their heads and pushed the younger out of the hotel.

"Lucian, your drag mother. Now, shoo and take care of yourself."