Traveling through the world of Disney movies

—What time is it? Why hasn't anyone woken me up yet? —commented a young man with a lazy voice as he stretched his body. Moments later, his eyes opened in surprise and a hint of panic. —Where am I?

Trying to think through the possibilities, he quickly got up and looked around carefully.

He found himself in a dense forest with tall, leafy trees whose canopies intertwined, blocking much of the sunlight. The silence was almost absolute, broken only by the soft whisper of the wind through the leaves and the occasional song of a distant bird.

Around him, the underbrush formed a tangled tapestry of greens and browns, dotted here and there with brightly colored wildflowers.

Looking around, he couldn't help but feel confused. Just recently, he had been enjoying his university vacation week, accompanying his little sister to watch various movies she liked, mostly animated Disney princess films.

Despite this, he enjoyed spending time with her. With his university far from home, he could only return during vacations. The night before, he had spent the last day of his vacation watching a movie saga with his sister before packing his things to return to university and rest.

—How the heck did I end up here? —he thought disheartened.

At that moment, he noticed a yellowed letter at his feet, seemingly carried there by the wind. Next to the letter, an old oil lamp rested on the ground, as if hastily abandoned. The lamp was intact, but its glass was covered in dust and cobwebs.

Curious about the strange letter, the young man picked it up, hoping it would explain his current situation.

{Dear Mr. Orion,

You may be quite confused about why you are in this forest and your situation in general. But before addressing that, allow me to introduce myself.

While I wouldn't consider myself a god in terms you might easily understand, as that term is quite abstract and carries various connotations, I can say that I am someone "superior" to all of you.

This allows me to perform actions that are simply fantasy to you. I won't reveal my name, as it's irrelevant, and perhaps after this, we may never know of each other again, so I'll spare the details.

In short, due to various reasons and some mistakes, your body was destroyed, but fortunately, your soul was saved. As compensation for this error, your soul's memory was reviewed to discover your preferences, and based on that, some decisions were made.

These decisions resulted in the following four great gifts:

First, your memories were noted, and you were sent to a world you were previously familiar with, but not too dangerous, so your life wouldn't be at risk upon awakening. Your soul, being in a weakened state, only allowed for recent memories from the moment of your death, but we decided to preserve your memory so you could enjoy this new world.

Second, you were given the appearance of someone who, according to your most recent memories, you found impressive. Near where you'll wake up, there's a lake where you can see your reflection and get an idea of your new appearance.

Third, you will have the option to travel between worlds, but you will need to meet certain conditions to do so. You'll discover these conditions gradually in the future, so don't worry too much about that. Additionally, you'll be provided with a status screen where you can see your condition in detail, as well as a storage space.

Finally, near this letter is a small oil lamp. You are quite familiar with this lamp, as you saw it in one of your last memories before your death, so I won't explain further.

I hope you can enjoy this new life as much as possible.

Goodbye.}

—So, in summary, I died and, as compensation, I was sent to another world with some gifts... —Orion muttered as he sat down. —Isn't this just amazing?! Even if it was due to some god's mistake that led to my end in my previous life, why couldn't any god have made a mistake earlier? Then I could have traveled to other worlds. Also, I never thought this would be so easy.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Orion, like any young reader, had often dreamed of the chance to travel to worlds he knew and do as he pleased, whether it was meeting his idols, encountering beautiful women, or changing the fate of certain characters.

Although he was truly sad about not being able to see his family anymore, thinking it over, his heart was filled with great excitement at the thought that one of his big dreams had come true—something he had always believed would be impossible.

Putting his thoughts aside, Orion turned his gaze to the nearby lake. Gently picking up the lamp from the ground with an idea already in mind, he carried it carefully along with the letter.

As he approached, Orion discovered a small, crystal-clear lake whose surface reflected the sky and the treetops. The water was so clear that he could see fish swimming peacefully near the bottom.

Looking at his reflection, he saw a young man with fair, slightly tanned skin, a well-built and muscular physique. His white hair, uneven in length with long strands reaching his shoulders and three shorter, prominent strands arching to fall as bangs between his eyes and on either side of his face, gave him an imposing look.

He wore a sleeveless black outfit dyed in turquoise, along with a maroon fabric wrap around his calves where his hakama pants were fastened and white sandals.

He also wore two thick, golden rings on the upper part of his arms, and a pair of blue fingerless gloves secured around his middle fingers with a white band and his wrists with another set of thinner gold rings, two on each side.

Additionally, he sported a white wrap covering his hair, leaving only a thin ponytail visible falling behind his head, adorned with a large pale gray diadem decorated with six light pink gemstones: three large ones arranged in a line and three small ones in a triangle on the left side.

Finally, on his left eye, he had large and small alternating red ink dots running toward the center of his eye.

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—Damn, I really have to thank whoever brought me here for giving me such a great appearance —Orion said as he touched his face and looked at his reflection, then shook his head. —Alright, enough marveling, it's time to move on.

As he thought about it, Orion carefully examined the lamp. Though it was quite dirty and covered in dust, he recognized it easily from one of the last movies he had seen before he died.