Summoned to a fantasy world as a gateway, but I have more plans!

Prologue

Several days since winter took place in the modest town where Yamashiro Michio had lived; conditions were unbearable. Knee-deep snow swallowed the roads, dense snow dunes in the house roofs along with the miserable temperature Michio's currently enduring.

Outside of the apartment, long rows of automobiles covered in snow, and icicles on the rim of the roof which the landlord's assistants are taking care of. Before the situation would get worse, the landlord launched a promo where paying ¥1500, he would install a powerful heater and a kotatsu.

Michio immediately brought it in advance to ensure the coziness of his unit. Michio, a 23-year-old normal person, has a stable job, saves money for future expenses, and is one of the best employees in his job. He had 3 employees of the month getting 4 pay rises from the manager. Right now, his life is set for the future and what's more to come. Yet, deep inside, he is an otaku, a military fanatic, and a gamer that he only shows to a few.

Another day of winter passed and Michio had finished all the job assignments. He ate, brushed his teeth, took a hot-water shower, exercised, and then, "GAMING TIME!" He shouted.

Turning on his computer as he wore his headphones. After 12 hours of gaming sessions, his everyday life proceeded without job priorities. Michio ate his fresh hot supper, loading his stomach. After brushing his teeth, he went back to his PC and continued the long grind.

20 minutes passed, and the atmosphere within had gone cold. Focused on gaming, Michio had not noticed the sudden falling temperature. He felt a tap on his back as he turned. Michio removed his headphones, then saw a beautiful white-haired girl.

"Come with me..." Michio's vision blacked out as his heart stopped beating. Then, he fell to the floor. Surrounded by eternal darkness, the last glint of light faded from his vision. Yet Michio's consciousness is still intact, which made him wonder.

'Did I die? If so, then why am I still conscious? Could this be what people experience after death?' Later on, Michio felt a force wave go through him followed by a loud bang and then a blinding light forcing him to close his eyes.

Much to Michio's surprise he could see, hear, breathe, and make physical contact. Michio's ears rang from the bang with an unbearable headache. The dark ominous atmosphere and surroundings were replaced with a divine. Everything is white and Michio felt at ease inside. Astonished by the events he roamed the endless area.

A heavy-weight drag made Michio sit down. A table appeared while he assessed the situation. He tries to stand up but the heavyweight dragging him down proved his efforts in vain. He was able to move his hands, legs, his whole body, yet every time he tried to stand the weight placed him back. An idea made him realize grinning as his questions were replaced with excitement.

Gentle footsteps echoed throughout the room; two individuals approached him. An old man with dull-blue eyes, his horseshoe black hair with vague white hair, and a long beard, he's about 170 centimeters tall. Next to her is a beautiful woman, her eyes blue and dazzling as the ocean, her hair as white as the snow, and an alluring body, her height barely reaching the old man's nose.

Michio's eyes locked on the woman his breathing becoming sharp; then his cheeks went red.  The woman then spoke, "So, what do you think?" Michio didn't notice that they were already sitting in front of him; slapping his cheeks to break free from the trance.

Michio waited 2 minutes to realize the situation. "Alright, alright. What was the question again?".

The elder took a deep breath and blinked twice as he revised the question. "My question is what do you think about your situation right now?" The elder struck a question to Michio he tried to answer to himself before.