It was just another ordinary day in algebra class. I sat at my desk, absentmindedly spinning my pencil between my fingers, my gaze unfocused as I drifted off into my own little world. The numbers and formulas on the board blurred together, becoming meaningless symbols as my thoughts wandered elsewhere.
To be honest, I was a loner. I barely had any friends, and the only thing that truly interested me was isekai anime, manga, and the novels they were based on. Stories about people being transported to other worlds, gaining incredible powers, and embarking on grand adventures—those were the kinds of tales that captivated me. Compared to the dull routine of school, they were an escape.
But as the class dragged on, a strange sensation crept over me—a feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong. It was subtle at first, like an itch in the back of my mind, a whisper of warning that I couldn’t quite understand. Maybe if I had paid more attention to that feeling, things would have turned out differently.
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Before I even had time to process it, a blinding light engulfed the entire classroom. It wasn’t just me—everyone around me was caught in it too. My only friends, the few people I actually talked to, were swallowed by the radiance alongside me.
Panic surged through me. My heart pounded, and my breath caught in my throat as my vision was completely overwhelmed by the sheer brightness. “What the hell is this?!” I shouted, but deep down, I already knew.
A realization hit me, one that should have terrified me, yet instead, a strange sense of acceptance settled in. Ah, I see… so this is what they call being isekai’d.It was surreal, almost ironic, how something I had spent so much time dreaming about was now happening to me.
And just like that, in an instant, we were gone—vanished from Earth without a trace. No one knew where we had gone or why. Only we would come to understand the truth.