Nathaniel’s POVIt was a quiet and peaceful night inside my small apartment in the city of Manila. Most of my neighbors were fast asleep, leaving only my unit alive with the noise from the open television—even though I had no real desire to watch anything at this hour.I sat alone in the dark living room facing the TV, looking like an absolute idiot staring blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, signaling a new message. Even though I heard it clearly, I had no intention of moving or even glancing at it, certain it was just another reminder from one of my creditors." What a boring life... " I remained completely blank, lifeless, and staring into space. Overwhelmed by exhaustion, I let my body slump backward onto the sofa to finally lie down. This had simply become an ordinary routine for each day of my current life.I am Nathaniel Muntingbato, a 25-year-old comic artist, otaku, and NEET.Aside from drawing, I have no other redeeming qualities to speak of. Perhaps if I do

Because of Koko's kick, I crashed down to the ground, right in the middle of thousands of creatures locked in combat. This wasn't just a simple skirmish—it was a full-scale war.I was surprised to find that after falling from a height of nearly a hundred meters, I was still alive, and shockingly, I wasn't even hurt."Wait, seriously? I'm actually alive. That's amazing," I muttered.I noticed a crack forming on the crystal of my armor, but I didn't have time to dwell on it. My fall had drawn the attention of the surrounding crowd, and now everyone was staring right at me."Huh? Ah... Um... Don't mind me, just go back to what you were doing," I said nervously.Suddenly, a few of them let out a war cry and charged straight at me, prompting me to immediately turn and run."Wait! Hey! I'm not part of your war!" I shouted.They ignored my pleas and continued chasing me. I had no idea why they seemed so furious with me—or perhaps they simply couldn't understand a word I was saying."Why are

NATHANIEL'S POVAs I closed my eyes to shield them from the blinding light, I could no longer see my surroundings, nor could I hear Koko, who seemed to have finally left me behind.A few moments later, a deep sense of calm washed over me within that light, instantly soothing my nerves. It was wonderfully quiet, accompanied by a gentle presence that made me feel as though I were floating in a void.That warm, pleasant sensation of floating lasted only a few seconds before it was abruptly replaced by darkness, filling me with profound anxiety.My body grew heavy, and my hands brushed against a hard surface."What happened? Why do I suddenly feel so heavy?"It was then that I noticed the hard object beneath me, indicating that I was sitting down.I could also smell an intensely sweet and pleasant fragrance."Wait, am I still closing my eyes, or is there really nothing for me to see?"Slowly, I opened my eyes and beheld a massive place—a place I could never fail to recognize.It was Agath

Meeting such an extraordinarily beautiful fairy right in front of me made me realize what a rare opportunity it was to encounter a character straight from the comic book I wrote.Since she was asking for assistance, I immediately reached out my hand, and she accepted it without hesitation.I could feel the softness of her hands in my palm as I helped her stand up.Once she was back on her feet, she immediately thanked me with the most stunning smile."Thank you very much, little creature," she said.Right at that moment, a holographic system display popped up. Hovering just above her head were her gratitude level and love meter.Her gratitude level increased by one point."One Gratitude point acquired."I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, but it seemed I gained gratitude points simply for helping her out.Wait, did she just call me a little creature? I thought to myself.I had no idea why she called me that—was it because I looked small to her, or simply because I was a hum

I felt disappointed, as if I had just lost this round, but I had to accept my situation. No matter what, I needed to get help."Do you have a personal grudge against me?" I added.I knew I couldn't expect anything from this cat-eared woman, who seemed allergic to humans like me, so I turned my attention straight to her leader."Hold on, pretty miss. You seem much more compassionate—maybe you can help me instead."She was startled by what she heard, and her reaction suggested she felt shy being called pretty."Pre—pretty miss?" she muttered.Her demeanor shifted; she acted like a shy child, unable to look me straight in the eye simply because of a compliment.Even so, despite her dark skin and unique eyes, she was undeniably attractive, and the sweetness of her voice made her seem gentle as a dove."W-what is this problem you're talking about?" she asked shyly.Just as I hoped, she asked about my trouble, and unlike the cat-eared woman, she genuinely seemed serious about helping me."I