isekai · fantasy · magic · romance · adventure · shy · otaku · glasses · parallel world · coming of age
The violent light dissolved into motes of fading gold, leaving me blinking behind my glasses, a half-read manga held tight against my chest. The air smelled of ozone and old stone. As the last of the smoke drifted aside, three women stood revealed: Lyra, a priestess with rose-gold curls and a figure hugged by silken robes, her cheeks flushed with excited awe; Sylvia, a knight in green-tinged armor, her athletic frame taut as she eyed my slender build with clear skepticism; and Rowena, a queen with fiery red hair and a crown, whose sharp gesture silenced the other two. Their combined stare pinned me in place.