Dante slowly got up from the ground. He looked around him, trying to make sense of the situation.
Where am I?
At one moment, he was inside his house, completely alone, as always after his parents died, and then, a forest. How could he be there? It didn't make any sense. Everyone knew humans couldn't teleport.
Dante looked down, spotting something on the ground where he had been a moment ago.
Runes. It looked like a circle with different runes, things one might find in games or other fantasy stuff.
Magic perhaps? Did I get isekai'd? No, that can't be true.
It sounded absurd. The only way for Dante to even consider that option was to see proof of it.
He searched the area for anything weird. Someone had to have written those runes on the ground. Dante wanted to find traces of the person who did it.
Nothing. But instead of finding the person, he found something else. A scroll.
Dante picked it up and opened it. The moment he did, the magic seal on it broke, and a strange power flew directly into his body.
The scroll contained a few things. It was designed for him, or rather, for the summoned person. With it came a system, and some basic information about the world he was in, as well as a spell that taught him the kingdom's language.
This is actually happening!
His theory was getting stronger. Dante was truly on another world, and one with magic, it seemed.
Some people would get scared when appearing in another world, sad about the things they lost back home. Dante had nothing. His parents died when he was young. Dante's distant relatives raised him, and after he turned 18, he simply left to live his own life.
The only good thing he had back home was money—which came when his parents died. Still, even with it, he never felt whole. He never found an objective worth following.
But in a different world, a magical one, perhaps there was something for him. Learning magic, at first, was something he wanted.
Dante opened his system menu to see what he could do with it. Well, things weren't looking so good at first. The system gave him some bad news.
[You don't have a magic core, so you can't meditate and learn magic.]
The first information his system gave him about his body was already enough to crush his dreams.
However, the next lines brought him joy.
[To start learning magic, you need to first use your special power to link yourself into a woman who has a magic core. Win her heart by turning her into a yandere, and then sleep with her. This will make you steal some of her powers and slowly build up your own mana core.]
The power he had was one he never thought he would have.
There are so many possibilities with this!
The system also displayed some information. It showed his current yanderes, as well as his % of link with each one of them. All the spells—active or passive—that he stole from them were also displayed on the system menu.
Of course, it didn't have a single thing. Dante had just gained the system, so he hadn't used his Yandere Touch yet.
Yandere Touch. That was the name of his power.
Anyway, with new perspectives and something to look for, Dante decided to move and explore the world around him—a dangerous world for someone weak like him.
He walked for just ten minutes through the woods before getting jumped on by a group of armored men.
"Who are you? What are you doing inside the territory of the Frostmoon family?"
Dante could at least speak their language—thanks to the magic in that scroll—but what would he say? He was an outsider, and lying would only make things worse.
So, Dante raised both his arms, yielding.
"I'm sorry for trespassing. You can take me. I won't fight back."
The guards were stunned by Dante's words. They had all anticipated a confrontation—a routine occurrence on this world, especially with a trespasser.
However, Dante quickly surrendered, not wanting to fight against them.
"Tie him up," the guard in charge said, "she'll know what to do with him."
They advanced on Dante and tightly bound his wrists with rope. One guard frisked him to ensure he carried no concealed weapons.
It was a routine meant to confirm he posed no danger.
Obviously, I'm harmless. How could I act without training or power?
Dante knew better than to attempt escape or resistance. Such choices led only to death.
The guards made him walk ahead of them, keeping his back turned so he couldn't try anything while they headed back to their mansion.
Dante thought about asking them questions to learn more about the world and where he was, but he knew it wasn't a good idea.
For one, they clearly didn't want to talk to him. On top of that, asking questions would only make him seem more suspicious.
It just wasn't worth the risk. He decided it was better to stay quiet and go along with them, waiting for the right moment to get out of this mess safely.
Soon after arresting Dante, they found themselves on a cobblestone road instead of wandering aimlessly through the forest.
The guards followed the road until they came to what seemed to be a small town.
As soon as they arrived, everyone stared. For the first time, Dante enjoyed the attention, even if it wasn't the kind he wanted.
"Who is that guy? I have never seen him around."
"No idea, but look at his wrists. This is a prisoner."
People whispered as he walked by, gossiping about who he was and what might happen to him. Dante caught bits and pieces, but not everything.
Elsewhere in town stood a mansion with a sign out front reading "Frostmoon" and featuring a snowflake.
"This is the mansion where the ruler of this town lives," the guard explained to Dante, "she will decide your fate."
Dante followed them into the mansion and straight into the main room, where a woman sat on a throne.
His heart almost stopped. She had silky, long blond hair, flawless skin, and, of course, big breasts that made him salivate.
She is so hot! Maybe getting arrested by them wasn't bad in the end.