The morning sky was clear blue, dotted with soft white clouds drifting lazily above. The sun shone brightly, bathing the world in golden warmth. Along a quiet road, a seventeen-year-old boy named EliasAziz walked casually through his modern city. His messy, mullet-style black hair swayed slightly in the breeze, and his deep black eyes reflected the calm of the day. Dressed simply in a black-and-blue shirt, he strolled with one hand shoved lazily into his pocket, mumbling softly to himself, eyes half-closed in thought.
Around him, life moved peacefully — birds fluttered around the park trees, children laughed and played on the grass, old men tossed crumbs to doves, and mothers chatted cheerfully among themselves.
Then—
"Whoa—!"
Aziz's foot caught on a small pebble, sending him tumbling forward. He hit the ground with both hands, wincing.
"Agh…"
Pushing himself up, he blinked down at the culprit — a tiny pebble sitting innocently on the path. A weak laugh escaped his lips as he brushed off his clothes.
"Oh… just a pebble, huh? Haha…" he muttered awkwardly.
But the moment he stood straight—everything changed.
The familiar city street had vanished. In its place stretched a vast, endless green field glowing under a brilliant sky. The gentle wind carried the scent of wild grass. And far ahead, a massive city stood proudly in the distance—its walls tall, its streets alive with motion.
The warm wind brushed through the endless green meadow, carrying the soft scent of wildflowers. Doves soared gracefully across the clear blue sky, their white wings glimmering under the sunlight. Between the tall grass and scattered trees, deer grazed peacefully.
Aziz blinked in disbelief. The bustling modern streets were gone—completely replaced by this serene landscape.
"Ah…? Where am I? What is this place?" he muttered, his voice trembling.
Panic crept into his chest as sweat trickled down his cheek. His black eyes darted everywhere—searching for anything familiar. Then, in the distance, something caught his gaze.
A city.
Beyond the rolling hills, towers gleamed in the light, and faint silhouettes of people moved along the stone roads.
"Looks like… there are people."
A sigh of relief escaped him, and he began walking toward it, each step crunching softly over the grass.
When he finally passed through the massive city gate, his eyes widened with awe.
Warriors clad in shining armor strode proudly through the streets. Mages in flowing robes chanted incantations. Demons, elves, beastfolk, and humans mingled together. Small houses and merchant stalls lined the cobbled roads, where vendors shouted their prices and children laughed as they ran by.
Aziz's jaw dropped.
"What the… Is this another world!? Everything looks so flashy! Just like the anime I used to watch!!"
His eyes sparkled with excitement as he spun in a slow circle, taking in every detail.
"This is amazing!!"
He raised his arms with a grin that reached both ears. People stopped to stare—some curious, others clearly judging.
"Who is that strange boy?"
"We better ignore him."
"Is he lost?"
Whispers rippled through the crowd. Aziz caught a few glances and smirked.
"Seems I'm already famous, huh?" he thought proudly, strutting forward like a new celebrity.
Then—
"Um… who are you?"
A soft yet firm voice called from behind. Aziz turned, and his breath caught.
An elf girl stood before him—long blonde hair flowing like silk, emerald-green eyes glowing beneath her hood. She wore light green and white adventurer's clothes, her presence almost ethereal.
Aziz's heart skipped a beat. Whoa! Did I just get a girl this quickly!? And she's an elf!?
He froze, sweating profusely, then blurted out, "I'm Elias Aziz! From another world! Nice to meet you!"
He struck a dramatic pose, flashing a confident smirk like he'd just unlocked the main quest.
"I see…" the elf said flatly, her tone cold as she narrowed her eyes.
Aziz scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Uh… did you come to talk to me?"
"Yeah," she replied, tilting her head slightly. "Because you look… so ugly. I wanted to ask how you even got into this city."
Her words hit like a meteor.
Aziz stood frozen, expression blank as color drained from his face.
"Huh!?"
"You'd better leave this place, ugly," she added with a mocking smile before turning away.
Aziz stared, mouth agape. Then his brows furrowed as he clenched his fists.
"Huh!? She's not worthy of me, so she left! I don't care! Real-life elves are insane… Anime and novel ones were way nicer."
Still mumbling, Aziz kept walking, though every passerby stared at him with suspicion—like he was some kind of escaped convict.
"Am I… that famous or something?" he wondered smugly.
His smirk didn't last.
"Tsk…! How dare you walk on the road like trash!"
A towering man in silver armor stepped in front of him, eyes burning with disdain. His short brown hair framed his sharp face, and his voice carried pure arrogance.
Aziz frowned. "What? Excuse me!?" He jabbed a finger up at the man. "I'm also human! You should respect me!"
The man scoffed. "Respect you? As a human? Hahaha! Who would respect you? Look at yourself! You don't even belong in this world!"
Aziz's jaw tightened, fury rising. Before he could speak, the man grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.
"Ouch!" Aziz yelped, hitting the dirt hard.
"You deserve this, loser," the man sneered, turning away with a cruel grin.
"Oi, wait! I'll beat you up!" Aziz shouted, scrambling up and clutching his shirt, his face burning with anger.
The man turned, smirking mockingly. "Huh~? You really got guts, huh?"
"Heh! Of course I have! This is my chance to show the world who I truly am!" Aziz declared boldly.
He charged forward—only to be met with a brutal punch straight to the face.
BAM!
Blood splattered from his nose. Before he could blink, the man's boot smashed into his stomach, then his hand grabbed Aziz's shirt again, slamming him into the dirt.
"Take that, little brat! Ahaha!!"
The man's laughter echoed as Aziz lay bruised and broken on the ground.
"Ha… haha… what an idiot," the man sneered, walking away as the nearby crowd simply watched—and moved on.
Aziz coughed, struggling to push himself up, his hands trembling.
"Man… I thought I had power," he muttered bitterly.
Standing weakly in the road, he watched people pass by with cold indifference. His eyes dimmed with disappointment.
"I never knew people in another world could be this cruel…" he whispered, wiping the blood from his nose.