Journey To Another World

On an unassuming day, in the year 2025, Derek Greatbane was walking down the street, hands lazily at his side, as he ignorantly made his way through the city.

But, right as he was about to cross the street, he tripped, faceplanting on the ground, or so he thought, as instead of a bloody face with a broken nose, and a mouth full of asphalt, he was merely falling, and falling, and so on.

And as Derek was flailing throughout the air, he looked around what he was falling through, seeing thousands of glyphs stricken across the walls, flying past him at torrential speeds, he suddenly blacked out.

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Thud!

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“Ahhh… What happened…?” As Derek groggily called out, he rubbed the sleep and pain from his eyes, as he rose from a starkly uncomfortable bed, scratching lightly at his head, before realizing his surroundings had changed quite a bit.

He then stumbled over to the rough chair in the odd room he was currently in, as he shakily sat within it, hearing a slight rumble, as the house he was in shook at someone’s movement, as the door slowly panned open, revealing the blue eyes of an unseen figure, as they then rushed away, revealing another.

And as this figure entered the room, Derek began unabashedly gawking at this woman, as he simply stared at her odd figure slowly approaching him.

And as she walked towards him, Derek was lightheaded, slowly coming to the realization he might be dreaming, so… The woman before him was a catgirl? Well, catgirl wouldn’t really work as a primary descriptor, as the woman before him was FULLY coated in a layer of pitch black fur, as her face, reminiscent of a feminine black panther, as two very pointy canines were visible from where he was sitting, as she slowly sat down at the chair on the other side of the rough hewn table.

Then, she let loose a wide smile, which MIGHT have been used to induce some calm, but only served to further show off her toothy maw, as she gingerly spoke to him, “Hello dear… Are you quite alright? You fell from quite a height.” She asked with care in her voice.

This drew Derek to sharply inhale, as he replied softly, “Well… Yeah, I’m feeling good… Um… Who are you, ma’am?”

She responded quickly, laughing in a boisterous voice, “Ah, where’re my manners, I go by Eleera of the Night, but you can call me Eleera, no ma’am’s here.”

“Ok ma… Op, Eleera. Well, thank you for saving me…” Derek was lost for words, as he stuttered over himself.

This drew another laugh, as Eleera spoke to him more intensely, “Yess… No need to worry about that, I’ve got some questions to ask if you would indulge me so…” Then, a sly grin, as she batted her eyelashes at him, drawing a response of merely nodding his head in agreement, as she then continued speaking, “I just… When I SMELL you, you smell different, odd but good… I don’t know. Like you’re not from here, or something, but further than that…” As she spoke intriguingly, she stopped talking as she thought to herself.

Derek simply responded with what he remembered, “Well, I’m not from here. I fell through some sort of portal in my world, I think, and then, for like thirty minutes, I fell through glyph stricken skies, somehow… And then, I just blacked out… And now, I woke up here.”

All the while, Eleera’s jaw had been dropped the entire time, as she slowly asked him, “So… You’re from another world?”

“Yep.” Derek responded simply, as he stared away at her.

“Ok… So are you a hero?” She asked brightly.

Derek was confused, “I don’t know… How am I supposed to tell?”

Eleera was equally perturbed, as she thought to herself, before asking, “Can you see a… What was it, you said it earlier, glyphs on a scrolling thing you can see.” She was lost for words, as she tried to explain something she was loosely familiar with.

But, her description brought one thing to Derek’s mind, ‘A screen… Or a System.’

And, with that thought, a screen appeared, as he exclaimed that he saw it to Eleera, drawing a smile to her face.

Then, after an absurd surge of musculature, and an odd expansion of his mind, another screen popped up before him.

This brought an intense grin to Derek’s face, as his pride suddenly flared, he suddenly began flexing his newly acquired muscles, expertly bouncing his pecks about, through his now ripped shirt, which had become nearly three sizes too small due to his sudden growth.

All the while, Eleera’s gaze had been locked on his form, at first in apprehension, or fear, of what he could now do… But then, her gaze got caught up on his new muscles, extremely detailed as they now were, bulging indecently through his previous clothes. Then, she recovered her composure, if only to a slight degree, as she stood from her seat, “Well… Let’s get you some new clothes, mister hero.” She then grabbed his arm, before attempting to drag him from the spot, though she found he was quite stout now, as she was unable to move him an inch, before he released his bracing, and let himself be dragged behind her.