Isaac Reed knew it was unhealthy for him to be playing first-person shooter multiplayer games, but the urge to continue ongoing win streak until he got a loss. His eyeballs burned, his head ached, and his brain felt like mush while he brushed his teeth. It was always good to maintain good hygiene.
He never predicted it. One moment, he was doom-scrolling on his phone, skimming through memes and shitposts. Next, he received a notification from the gacha game on his phone. Then, his phone screen would emit a bright flash and the world warped around him. There was not enough time for Haruto to produce a last coherent thought about the sudden light emerging from his phone screen.
When his eyes adjusted to something else, Haruto realized he was no longer in his bedroom.
"Wh-where am I…?"
The room was nothing like his own resting quarters. No posters, no clutter, no gaming chair, no computer, and no figurines. It was a very bland room in his opinion.
Light was illuminating the room, sunlight shone over carved and painted walls decorated with tapestries and gilded frames. The bed was vast and soft, worth more than his parents' college savings. He sat up slowly, but a figure made their sudden appearance by entering the room.
"You are awake early, young master."
It was a young man around his age with short purple hair and blue eyes. Something similar to a butler's uniform enveloped his petite figure. Perhaps it was rude to consider someone like him as petite, but he had a slim and slender body. He held a tray with a tea set and stood with a straight and refined position, frowning at Isaac.
"Young master? Who? Me?" He pointed a thumb at his own chest, confusion expressed on his face.
Something was very wrong.
His own voice! This was not his voice!
It's not deep, nice, and smooth!
The voice was similar to a character he knew from a gacha game.
Isaac jerked his head towards the mirror placed on a nearby dressing table. He could feel his heart beating in his chest.
The reflection who stared back at him was not Haruto. But it was another man. In fact, the most handsome man he had met in his life.
Isaac blinked and the figure blinked. Then he widened his eyes and the other man followed. Isaac gripped his mouth with both hands. The other man did the same. Both then screamed like a little girl.
"You're fucking kidding me. I got transmigrated as Darren Vaughn!"