Issei Hyoudou, a teenage boy who attended a school called "Kuoh Academy" and dreamt of being the Harem King. But a part of him has always thought that what he does is for nothing, like he's wasting his time.
One day, he stumbles upon a strange porta...
Issei crossed his arms in confusion, raising an eyebrow until he heard something which gained his attention.
The brown-haired boy turned his head and saw a woman walking down the pathway with a basket of wet clothes in her hands, this caused Issei to blink as he wondered who she was.
Issei: "Excuse me, who are yo-"
Before Issei could finish his sentence, the woman walked uo to him.... and went through Issei which caused the boys eyes to widen as he quickly turned around.
Issei: "W-what the hell!?"
Issei looked back at the woman and tried to grab her shoulder only his hand to phase through again.
Issei: "W-What is this?!"
Issei looked around.
Issei: "Is this some kind of an illusion?"
Was it an illusion? No, an illusion only effects the eyes so he should have still be able to touch that woman. Also, she would have heard him as well since even if its an Illusion she would be able to hear him.
Issei narrowed his eyes.
Issei: 'This isn't an illusion, its something else entirely...'
Just then, his eyes widen as he finally pieced it all together. If it wasnt an illusion than that means it could have been only one other things and that was...
Issei: "This is a dream..."
Issei looked around the village.
Issei: "Hmm..."
Man: "Everyone!!!"
Issei turned his head to see a man wearing some white clothing with some jewels and gold. if Issei had to guess, this man must be the chief of this Village or something.
The people gathered around the chief wondering what could he want.
Chief: "Our King wants us to go to his palace for an urgent announcement!"
Issei raised an eyebrow, a king? Wait, what was even the name of this village because Issei sort of payed attention in history class and he cant recall their ever being a King in India. Then again, he probably is mistaken because his grade is enough to explain.
Either way, something didn't feel right to Issei. There was something strange about this whole thing, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
What could it be?
Issei gritted his teeth as he pulled on his hair, not too hard but not too soft either.
Issei: 'Damn it, if only I paid attention to history!'
The people muttered amongst each other, asking and thinking what their King would want now? They soon began to head in a direction, toward something as Issei looked and his jaw nearly dropped at the sight.
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