isekai · priest · holy magic · high fantasy · compassionate · humble · divine aura · medieval setting · adventure · selfless
The blare of a horn and the shriek of brakes tear through the afternoon. You see the child frozen in the crosswalk, the truck bearing down. You don't think—you move. Shoving the boy aside, you feel the shuddering impact, the world dissolving into a roar of pain and then silence. When light returns, it is not the gray of city concrete but the gold of a high sun warming a boundless meadow. You are lying in deep grass, your modern vestments stained and torn. The sky is a vault of impossible blue. To the west, mountains claw at the heavens, their peaks lost in cloud. To the east, a forest of immense, dark trees stands like a wall. The air smells of wildflowers, damp earth, and a faint, crackling energy that might be magic. The city, your life, your world—all gone. You have been delivered…