"Hey! Wake up, kid! The sun's burning your butt!"
Out of a bottomless darkness, a strange shouting echoed, dragging ng's consciousness back to reality.
"Yo! You're finally awake."
As his mind cleared, ng looked toward the source of the voice. He found himself in a gray, hazy space where he couldn't tell north to south. Floating right in front of him was that mystery figurine he had just bought. It was glowing brightly, but it spoke with a deep, masculine voice that definitely didn't match its cute appearance.
"...Just let sleep."
"Wait a second! How can you be so calm about going back to sleep? Do you realize you'll die if you just drift off like this? You'll definitely die!"
Who cares! Who would want to wake up and face the terrifying reality of a beautiful girl figurine speaking with a man's voice first thing in the morning?
Wait... Die?!
Suddenly wide awake, ng scrambled to check his condition.
...He was a lump of white dough.
"What on earth is this?!!!"
"Finally, you're awake," a weary voice ca from the figurine. "Calm down and think about what happened."
What happened? ng, in his doughy state, fell into deep thought, searching through his mories.
He had saved up money to go to Comiket in Japan. At the end of the first day, he t a Chinese student selling ani rch for a roommate. He bought a mystery figurine on a whim. On his way back to eat, he used his quick reflexes to save a kid and the figurine from a car accident. In a mont of carelessness, his attempt to look cool failed—he stepped on a banana peel while jumping off the car, and his head landed right on a sharp rock...
"I don't rember anything after that. So, I'm dead? I can't believe my legendary aura was ruined by a banana peel."
(Dough ng felt so ashad he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.)
"A figurine shouldn't be giving unnecessary narration! And don't go giving people weird nicknas!"
"Relax, relax. Things aren't exactly how you think they are," the voice from the figurine said calmly.
"Huh?" ng was confused.
For so reason, the man's voice in the figurine sounded a bit embarrassed.
"Actually, just as you were about to be killed by that rock, I opened a space ti rift through this figurine to save you at the very last second."
Under normal circumstances, anyone hearing this would think the speaker was either delusional or insane. But given ng's current bizarre state, he had to adjust his perspective.
ng felt a flicker of hope. If what he said was true, didn't that an he was still alive?
"And then... I accidentally forgot to give your body a protective shield. So, your physical body was shredded by the space-ti currents."
The small fla of hope was instantly snuffed out.
"So I'm still dead!!!!!!!" ng roared at the figurine.
"C-Calm down! Look! Either way, you're dead. Isn't 'shredded by the space ti void' way cooler than 'tripped on a banana peel and hit a rock'?"
"Who would think like that!!!"
If anything, this was worse. At least the first way left a body behind. Now, there wasn't even a trace of him left.
"Sorry! I apologize! I know I ssed up. I shouldn't have been so flippant, thinking that as long as I didn't write the protagonist's death at the very start, the review process for a new work would be easier!"
The words didn't make much sense, but since the other party was apologizing, ng found it hard to stay angry.
Actually, ng wasn't usually this emotional; it was just the surreal environnt that made him lose his cool.
Taking a deep breath (though he didn't exactly have lungs), ng gradually cald down. He looked at the strange figurine and asked, "Can I ask a few questions?"
"As long as it's within my power, I'll answer anything," the other party replied readily.
"Where are we?"
"The gap between worlds."
"So this isn't the underworld?"
"Let's just say the King of Hell did a favor and let handle you."
"Who are you?"
"The author of this bo—wait, that's a secret. Just rember I'm a very great being."
"What is this figurine?"
"My painstaking masterpiece!"
ng felt like they weren't even on the sa wavelength. "Why did you save ?"
"Heh! Good question." For so reason, the voice from the figurine sounded excited. "Because you're the only person who can understand the true value of my figurine!!"
Great, it makes even less sense now.
After a long series of questions, ng finally managed to grasp what the other party ant.
This God apparently one of the gods of the world. He had accidentally discovered the 2D culture of the lower realm and beca an "Otaku God" overnight. After watching too much ani, he started writing fanfiction and even made a figurine for his original character.
However, since he was the only otaku among the gods, he had no one to share his joy with. Driven by a desire to show off, he secretly sent his creation down to the human world.
In his story, the protagonist was a special Misaka clone, but her personality was a bit like Mikoto Misaka. This led people to mistake the figure for a broken, long-haired version of Misaka. As a result, the figure was boycotted by fans. Most people who bought it wanted to refunded it imdiately.
"So... sob! When I saw you buy the figurine... sob! And risk your life to save it... sob! I was so moved! Waaaaahhhh!"
"Stop crying!!"
Seriously, even if he accepted that this guy was so high tier being, ng found it impossible to feel any awe.
"Since that's the case, can you send back to my original world? I still have things to do."
Like finishing Comiket and reading the rest of those doujinshi.
"Sorry, kid! The King of Hell already marked your ti as up in the Book of Life and Death. I can only send you to another world."
That's the case?? But ng hadn't actually expected much anyway.
"Don't worry, kid. I won't be ungrateful to the one who saved my figurine."
With that, the figurine emitted a blinding light. Before he could react, ng was sucked entirely into the figure.
"Surprised, right? The figurine I made isn't just exquisite on the outside; it's also the best soul vessel. Using it as your new body is a great deal."
A great deal? I just lost my manhood!
"Hmm? What are you trying to say? Sorry, since your soul is still syncing with the body, you don't have enough energy to talk back yet."
Explain it in words I can actually understand!
"As for the world... since you said you wanted a date, let's go with the world of 'Date A Live.' Since you're an otaku, you'll probably get along fine knowing the plot."
"I don't know it at all! I saw the title and assud it was a harem ani, so I dropped it before even finishing the first episode! And that voice I heard earlier was you?!"
"The danger level is a bit high! To keep you safe, I'll set you up as one of the top tier races in that world!"
Change my gender back before you ss with my race! What's with you!!!!
"As for the na... Misaka Yumio was used in my last book, so I'll skip it this ti. Let's go with Ryougi Yutsuki to respect the original creator!"
Why are YOU the one choosing my na?!
"No need to thank , kid! You earned this."
Soone give a gun! I want to shoot this moron!!!!
------------Isekai diveder Line---------------
A small city in the Sichuan Basin, China.
Beep------
A piercing alarm shattered the city's peace and quiet.
People scrambled toward underground shelters. Shops and buildings descended beneath the ground as machinery whirred into motion. In less than five minutes, a bustling city was transford into a flat, empty field.
A "Spacequake"—the world's most dangerous disaster, known to everyone. It first appeared thirty years ago in Mongolia. An unprecedented explosion hit Asia and Europe, killing 150 million people. It was called the "Eurasian Sky Disaster." Since then, spacequakes of various sizes have occurred all over the globe.
Preventative asures are still unknown, but detection thods have been developed by the DEM corporation. This is why people can evacuate in advance.
Shortly after the evacuation, space in the eastern part of the city began to warp. A powerful repulsive force pushed outward, carving out a massive crater with a hundred-ter radius.
"Wizards"-one of the few groups in the world that know the true cause of spacequakes. They are ard forces ford to eliminate the cause: special lifeforms known as "Spirits."
Activating their Realizers, the Wizards fanned out to surround the crater. They waited silently for the dust to settle.
As the smoke cleared, a girl in a black trench coat with long hair gradually ca into view.
"An unregistered Spirit?!" Everyone imdiately braced for combat.
But to their confusion, the target didn't attack. Instead, she slumped to the ground and wailed:
"You idiot! This isn't the Isekai I wanted!"
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