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Out of my Mind, Element and Dimension

by Murnax

"Flyy me to the moon, and let me playy among the stars~"

"Hnnngh, already?" I drowsily groaned as I tossed in my half conscious state, the chilly April breeze swished in and swept across my exposed neck as a cold call to reality. "Not even Claire Littley can help me get over this shit." I roused grumpily as I reached to set my phone's alarm on snooze for another ten minutes.

Wait.

As I silenced the dreamy evangelion tune pulsing out the device I noticed something was different with my hand. Different as in 'completely lacking the third dimension' kind of different. My half lidded eyes widened in shock, realizing it wasn't just my hand that had changed, the mattress of my bed along with my room wall also appeared strange. Shoving my glasses onto my face I lifted my phone screen to get a good reflection of my face.

I was…..animated. Gone was the frizzy afro and any perceptible nose and now replaced with an extremely stylized face of line art. Large, deep brown anime eyes replaced my normal ones, paired with heavily shaded, almost greasy like crescents of brown hair spiking every which way from my head.

"Holy shit, I don't have a nose!" I panicked and reached up to feel my nostrils. Thankfully after some inspection and rotating my head, I did indeed still have a nose, just one that was barely noticeable when looking straight ahead. "This….has to be a dream, right? It has to be…." I ran through the routine reality checks one practices for lucid dreaming, starting with trying to stick my fingers through my palms.

No avail.

"Okay, that's happened before in my dreams, let's try the foolproof way." I mused anxiously as I slowly breathed in and out of my nose. "First breath done, now…." I pinched my nose closed with my fingers and attempted to breathe in slowly, half expecting to feel the air flow again.

No avail.

After trying the palm-finger and nose-pinch techniques a few more times as well as feeling the very real pain of pinching myself, I had to come to the conclusion that I was not dreaming.

Oh my God, did the world become anime overnight? I threw off the covers and power walked to the door intending to check on my brother. This can't be happening-

I opened the door not to the familiar halls of my home, but instead an animated forest straight out of Princess Mononoke. Large green trees expanded as far as the eyes could see in the purple dawn, moss and all sorts of flowers covering the ground and highlighting the fireflies dotted about. I was left speechless at the sight, as it put anything real life had to offer to shame.

However, this quickly cemented the dreaded thought creeping in my mind that I'd been isekai'd to another world.

"Shit, shit, shitshitshit!" I hissed as my breathing accelerated to an oncoming panic attack. What am I gonna do?! What if this is some fucked up shithole like Dark Souls or something where everything's out to kill you?!

I was beginning to hyperventilate. This was just too much, too sudden a shift to randomly thrust onto me. I was nowhere near prepared for this situation, much less excited for it.

"Okay, stop panicking. That's the last thing you wanna do." I rationalized between deep breaths. First, I needed to gather what supplies I could then try and find my way towards civilization. Small but sure steps.

I threw on my favorite Green Tea hoodie with Adidas sweatpants and scanned my room for anything potentially useful. A few notable sights were some stereotypical things a teenage boy would find 'cool'. My Ex10 balisong, A laser sight blowgun I made when I was ten along with some darts, a crossbow my uncle carved and gave to me with four bolts, and my-, well, my Dad's vintage Roadstar ii guitar.

I stuffed my backpack with as many blankets as it could hold as well as my litre of water, then tied the crossbow and blowgun to the sides. Slinging the guitar and backpack over my back and resting my headphones on my neck, I looked my room over one last time, giving it a boy scout salute for all the years it's served me. Contemplating my current dilemma, I stepped out the door and right into a pile of manure, reminding me that I didn't have shoes.

"This is gonna suuuuck."

I wearily put one foot in front of the other while traversing the Ghibli-Forest, my exhausted sock clad feet ached as well as my back from carrying the supplies. I half expected some Kodama to waddle into view, but I guess that was pushing my luck. I was never much of a hiker or camper, almost physically broke down at Scout Camp but I forced my pencil body to trudge through the vegetation anyways. Checking my phone, it was almost nine pm and I've been trekking since seven am.

"Fourteen hours, huh." Staring at this impossibly beautiful wilderness for so long has given me a lot of time to think and wonder, How did I get here? Will I even be able to go back? Was there some omnipotent god/entity that yanked me out of my dimension and stuffed me in this one for shits and giggles? My room was a perfect cube cut out of my house and dropped into fantasyland overnight, so my parents and brother would definitely know I was missing. I tried calling my family early in the day but had no connection, just as I expected.

"It was worth trying." I muttered, listening to my favorite playlist to calm my nerves. Thankfully there was a solar charger in my room, so at minimum I'd be able to ease my fear and distract myself with my favorite songs. As the Dusk sky faded to a deep purple, two different sized moons peeked beyond the leaves, one crimson red and the other pure white.

Definitely not earth.

I harmonized with the tune, humming individual notes to compliment the dreamy chorus and twangy guitar. One thing I was definitely not prepared for was losing my original body and being stuffed into an anime character, it was causing a borderline identity crisis as well as majorly screwing with my depth perception. You just simply don't feel like yourself, I had to stare at a real life selfie of my face just to remember what the third dimension looked like.

Another pressing question of mine was what universe have I been pulled into? Pondering over it only fed my suppressed anxiety and fear, but just simply not thinking about it was easier said than done. Konosuba? Re; Zero? Overlord? Oh God if it's Overlord I might as well end my life now, don't need a sociopathic Skeleton God and his minions ruling over me.

The anime artstyle of this world wasn't that distinctive, so I couldn't really tell the world based on that. Of course I was just entertaining ideas, realistically I should assume this is a completely foreign realm which I have zero knowledge-

*Grrrr*

My stomach rumbled, pulling me away from my thoughts and for the hundreth time reminding me of my food problem. "Better find civilization or some kind of game to hunt or I won't last long." I lamented. Maybe I could snag a rabbit or two with my cross...

My thoughts trailed off as I noticed a faint trail of smoke about a half mile to my right.

Okay, found my first person or people in this world. I was debating what my next course of action should be, go and confront the stranger? They could be hostile and very willing to stab my weak ass to loot me. On the other hand….

"Ah screw it." I decided as I marched towards the smoke regardless. The risk of getting jumped by bandits at least had a potential payoff of a decent person compared to wandering around a forest at night waiting for some creature to attack. I notched my crossbow with a bolt beforehand as a tantalizing rich, creamy smell filled my nose. I slowly and anxiously neared the campfire with my crossbow lowered but armed. Heart pounding furiously with shallow breaths, I slowly emerged out of the clearing of bushes to alert but not surprise the person up ahead.

What I saw left my jaw completely slack.

Lazily sprawled out on a sideways log in was a stunning anime girl around my age, seemingly between seventeen and twenty. She was drop dead gorgeous, impossibly so with a perfectly symmetrical face and creamy unblemished skin. I felt my face flush when I realized how skimpily she was dressed; red booty shorts exposing her slender legs with a glorified breast band keeping her modesty. She sported an unkempt but attractive mop of silky brown hair which accentuated her dainty chin thin lips. Slanted amber eyes pierced my deep brown ones, their intensity struck just the right balance between intimidating and enticing.

However, That's where the normal features stopped and gave way to more….beastly ones. First, neither her forearms or forelegs were human, they were covered in a glossy coat of fur, all ending in oversized paws with intimidating claws. Secondly, I noticed not one, but two long tails wrapped in fancy bows lazily swaying back and forth, creating a hypnotic zig zag motion. I realized that her breast band was made of fur, unsure whether it was part of her body or clothes. The most shocking feature was what seemed like a headband of ultra-realistic cat ears, until they twitched and quivered exactly like a real cat's would

"Why hello there love, I hope you're not here to rob me of my stew." The feline coyly remarked, giving me an uncomfortably lusty stare.

I realized two things:

One: I was in Monster Girl Encyclopedia.

Two: there was a likely very horny sex demon who will probably pounce on me at any second.

To say I was totally fucked was indeed incredibly accurate.

Chapter one finally done. It's fairly short but the following chapters will be easily twice as long. I tried to not make it too wordy or boring to read through but that's fairly challenging when I have the scene fully visualized in my head, and that makes me want to describe every detail and aspect of it. I have zero intention of turning this into a braindead lemon power fantasy or genocide fic, I want this story to have actual conflict and depth.