It would have been much more exciting if this was an imaginable isekai story. Where I would go on an adventure, play with magic, get close with cute girls, or in any other way lead a fulfilling magical life.
It was instead surreal, unimaginable, unfathomable to the senses, and ultimately a chaotic dream.
But it was not an existential horror or hazardous survival story.
At least that is what I believe. And how can I even write about that summoning in such a way, when I still carry her single gift.
Let's retell it from the beginning.
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