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Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle.

Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand.

Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces? 

Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure!

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Help, I’m in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]

However, then he glanced at Yor, who was puffing out his cheeks in a pout, clearly unimpressed that Damien's thanks were limited to words.

"Um… well… in that case, let me express my thanks again…" Damien said, hesitating.

"I-I see… I truly apologize," Augusto stammered, bowing his head once more.

Augusto glanced at Yor briefly, then awkwardly wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

"Um, hey, like I've said before, this is just a gesture of gratitude. You don't have to take it so seriously, okay?" Damien said, trying to reassure him.

"N-no, I'm the one who should apologize… I'm sorry for being unclean…" Augusto replied, looking flustered.

"No, not at all! You're not dirty in the slightest, so don't worry!" Damien said firmly.

He needed to dispel any notion that he was grossed out—such a misunderstanding would be unbearable.

"If anything, I'm glad to do it. Honestly, I should be the one apologizing!" Damien added with a sheepish smile.

Yor's Dictatorship