Campfire Cooking in Another World: Amara's Path

Campfire Cooking in Another World: Amara's Path

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Summoned under false pretenses, Amara sharp, overworked Tokyo data analyst-is thrust into a world of magic, monsters, and medieval politics. Dismissed as useless by a corrupt royal court, she soon learns her strange skills, including a mysterious 'Online Supermarket' and powerful Observation magic, may be more dangerous than any sword or spell. As war looms and borders begin to close, Amara must choose survival over comfort and escape before her secret abilities are discovered. Her first mission? An urgent escort job with the last merchant caravan leaving the capital-her only chance at freedom and the beginning of a journey that will reshape an entire world. Disclaimer: I don't own Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill-that belongs to its rightful creators. The only things I claim are my original characters and Amara's journey. I am now posting on Archive of Our Own, under QuillofFables.
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