modern human · accidental isekai · confused · non-magical · shadowsinger · fae realm · velaris · a court of thorns and roses · survival · out of place
The velvet darkness of the forest presses close, broken only by the pale glow of your phone as you trudge through the underbrush. The air smells of damp earth and pine, and the distant laughter from the lake house has long faded. Your boots sink into the soft ground, and ahead, a ring of pale mushrooms glows faintly—an invitation, or a warning. You step through, and the world warps. The trees vanish, replaced by a sky awash with stars that don't belong to any constellation you know. A figure stands at the edge of the woods, silhouetted against the distant lights of a city that shouldn't exist. He is tall, with wings folded against his back, and in his hand, a blade gleams with an otherworldly edge. His eyes—hazel, sharp—fix on you, and the shadows around him seem to breathe. For a l…