I Became a Gallery Newbie Beloved by Transcendents

I fell into a strange world.

There’s no clearer way to describe my situation right now.

There was no warning.

I just followed my usual routine—finished my part-time shift at the convenience store, browsed the community forums, then went to sleep.

But when I opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my tiny one-room apartment anymore.

Gray walls.

Candlesticks mounted on them.

This didn’t feel like a dream.

I slapped myself—pain shot through my cheek, real and unmistakable.

I pinched my thigh just to be sure—yep, pain.

It was so surreal that I could only be sure it was real.

‘...Maybe I should’ve been nicer when posting on the forums.’