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
"Well then," Theo said, placing a gentle hand on Damien's shoulder, "come join us. We were just having some tea."
Damien nodded, though he looked between Theo and Leonide once more, still suspicious. "Alright, but I'm keeping an eye on you two," he said, narrowing his eyes playfully.
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Morning.
Sunlight streamed through the window, gradually waking Damien from his sleep.
The physical endurance experiments had been going on for quite some time now. Despite his lackluster results, he was getting accustomed to the routine, which unsettled him a little.
On the first day, he had been completely immobilized by the end of the experiments—a now-regular recreation of the trials endured by the old warrior. But now, he could get through them with only the occasional collapse onto a chair afterward.
It was true—humans could adapt to almost anything with enough persistence.