Observer The chronicals of Mikhail and Ernesto

Chapter 1: What else could it be right?

My name is Mikhail Henry. I am twenty-five-years-old, and just recently, I lost both my job and my girlfriend. Did I mention that it happened on the same day?… In that order.

As you may have deduced from my name and age, I am not Japanese, nor am I a high school student.

You may be wondering why Im stating the obvious, or rather, why Im making such a ridiculous declaration.

I had to clear up any misunderstandings because, well, you see, the thing is…

Ive been transported to another world, a fantasy anime world to be exact.

Shock is a normal reaction to have, I sympathise with you, truly. I had a similar response when it happened to me.

Let me preface by saying that I am an anime and manga enthusiast, I particularly enjoy the Isekai genre. I know that the genre is oversaturated and there are many generic copies flooding the market, but exceptional stories still exist…

I digress.

The story goes as follows.

The evening of the worst day of my life, I went to a bar to leave my sorrows at the bottom of numerous bottles. At some point during my therapy session, I misplaced my mobile phone, as a result, I couldn access my E-hauling service to take me home.

Naturally, I decided that walking would be the best option, as opposed to asking the staff to call a taxicab…

There is a famous saying somewhere in the world…

”There is no such thing as a shortcut through the woods, especially during a full moon ”

I should have remembered that, in fact I did. But my intoxicated and now brilliant self, remembered it very differently.

While stumbling through the woods, I consoled my best friend of twelve years.

I told him not to pay attention to that bitch, she only said hurtful words for the sake of it.

How dare she say that she is moving on to BIGGER and better things. Yes, she placed emphasis on the word bigger. I prayed that he wouldn be scarred by her unforgivable lies…

While gently petting him I noticed the strangest thing in my peripheral view.

As I turned to look, my mind froze for the briefest of moments.

In the middle of the woods… Well, thats debatable. But in the woods of all places, stood a wooden door fused to a large rock about half its size.

The door shone with a faint yellow glow that seemed to be drawing me towards it.

I walked towards the door and noticed a narrow path lined with large stones leading to the entrance.

My inebriated brain struggled to comprehend what I saw, but after thinking about it for a long time, I deduced that the door was linked to another world like in Isekai anime and manga.

What else could it be right?

A normal door that flew to the woods after the house that it belonged to had been destroyed during a severe storm.

Perhaps. That makes sense.

However, my intoxicated self desperately yearned for an escape from the harshness of my current reality. My inhibitions were long gone at this point.

Sober Mikhail would not have done what drunk Mikhail did…probably.

I envisioned a magical fantasy world filled with adventure and beautiful women of varying races. A world where I could use incredible magic to slay beasts, complete epic quests, and spend my nights in the bosom of an Elf or Demi-human, or both.

I continued my delusions as I held onto the doorknob, my thoughts and fantasies becoming increasingly outlandish. I didn hold back, why should I be reserved in such a situation? It felt like one of those stress relieving exercises, thus I thoroughly enjoyed myself and let my imagination run wild.

I closed my eyes and turned the doorknob in an anticlockwise direction, opening the door without resistance. I filled my lungs with the cool night air and crossed the threshold with conviction. Absolute certainty, both in mind and spirit, I believed without a sliver of doubt that I would be transported to a fantasy world.

Oh, right. I should mention that while envisioning the world and fantasising about my adventures in dungeons and the bedroom, I used my main source of fantasy material…anime, quite literally.

It makes sense that drunk Mikhail would wholeheartedly believe that he is about to enter an anime world.


Harmonious chirping, the sounds of rustling leaves and other ambient noises entered my ears.

I opened my eyes slowly to allow for accommodation to the bright light.

After a period of adjustment, the sight of an unnaturally vibrant forest came into view.

The urge to pinch my cheek surfaced, but I ignored it.

I turned around to inspect the door, but obviously, it disappeared as soon as I arrived in the forest.

While assessing my condition, I discovered that I no longer suffered from intoxication. A welcomed surprise to say the least.

[No welcome committee? Isekai Godess or something?]

[Ah, right, no summoning circle appeared… So, I guess I am on my own for now.]

Left with no other options, I decided to explore the area.

While walking through the forest, I noticed something strange, or rather, something felt out of place.

On a closer inspection of the grass and trees, I discovered that they seemed to be…animated. Yes, two-dimensional hand drawn animation in the unmistakable anime art style.

I couldn believe my eyes.

It wasn the fact that the forest was animated, that shock I would process later, no what shocked me the most was the pure majesty of the animation.


Yes, Im fully aware that Im gushing over animated trees, however you must understand, this was the most beautiful and realistic animation that Id ever seen. It appeared to have been hand drawn by an anime God or something similar.

At that moment, my heart raced with excitement and anticipation. I needed to see more! If the forest looked this beautiful, what about the rest of the world? Villages, towns, castles, people? I couldn wait.

Yes, I easily accepted that I no longer resided in the real world, so what?

No, I didn know if this world was a nice fantasy or dark fantasy. I can say that it doe

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