in another world with my Imagine breaker

chapter 1

A fateful encounter 

The_start_of_something_new
Part 1

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"Aah"

Kamijou awoke.

The bride's radiant light filtered through the oak tree's leaves, casting intricate patterns of shadows upon his face. Kamijou fixed his gaze on the delicate dance of the leaves swaying with the gentle breeze. There was an inexplicable serenity in this sight.

Beneath him, the grass offered a soft cushion, lightly tickling without crossing the threshold into annoyance.

As Kamijou allowed himself to bask in the soothing warmth, he felt his eyelids gradually grow heavier. There was something oddly comforting about the sun's embrace.

Furrowing his brow, he began to sense that something was amiss. Sunlight? That couldn't be right. It was nighttime; the sun should be absent from the sky. It was then that a sudden realization dawned upon him.

Rachel.

Kamijou shot upright with lightning speed, his heart pounding with alarm. "D-don't tell me I've been knocked out!" His words tumbled out in a frantic shout, though he was addressing no one in particular. Could it be that the blast had rendered him unconscious for so long that it was practically the next day? A quick glance at the sun's position confirmed that it was well past morning, sending a shiver down his spine.

An unsettling sensation crawled over his back, as though a bug had taken up residence there. Kamijou realized with a growing sense of dread that he wasn't at home, and he hadn't prepared any breakfast yet. His mouth went dry at the thought of a certain wild, silver-haired nun devouring him alive. He pondered the idea of crafting an excuse, but the real challenge lay in making it sound convincing. Besides, Kamijou had never been skilled at the art of deceit.

Leaning against the tree behind him, he turned his gaze toward the unfolding scenery, while lamenting on his terrible luck.

A vast grass field stretched endlessly toward the horizon, each blade of grass swaying gently in the breeze. A meandering dirt path beckoned from the distance, leading to an unknown destination. To his left, a towering mountain loomed, marred by a conspicuous, gaping hole that defied Kamijou's understanding. He couldn't fathom how it managed to remain standing.

"Where the hell am I?" Kamijou muttered, his voice tinged with bewilderment. The surrounding landscape was utterly foreign, and nothing in sight sparked a glimmer of recognition.

The surroundings were so foreign that they bordered on the alien. One thing was certain: Kamijou was no longer in Academy City. That much was indisputable. However, a more pressing question gnawed at him—was he still in Japan? The geography didn't align with the Land of the Rising Sun, and the weather contradicted the current month. It should be autumn, yet the ambiance screamed of spring.

Kamijou's stomach twisted with unease. The sensation of being in an utterly unknown place sent shivers down his spine. "Hehe......Don't tell me I teleported to the other side of the world?" he forced out a humorless chuckle, though his voice quivered with anxiety. As he spoke, an odd calmness settled over him, gradually slowing his racing heart.

With over a hundred countries in the world, it was becoming increasingly evident that the boy of Misfortune had found himself in a place far removed from his home. Kamijou, his hands tucked into his pockets, brushed against the reassuring presence of his flip phone. Retrieving it, he deftly flipped it open, recognizing that his first order of business should be to contact Index and Othinus and reassure them of his well-being.