Synopsis
Ulick awoke in a snuggle, and realised he was in trouble. They spoke over his head, right in his bed, and when he smelt what they said, his efforts did redouble. From conciousness he fled, but awoke and stopped dead. He was far from home, with prospects unknown. And he very well might just drop dead.
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Ulick existed. Maybe not by that name, but the man he use to be was very much, at one point in time, possibly, potentially, alive. Isekaied by an apologetic, albeit determined stranger, the man who now existed must navigate not only a new world, but non-consensual changes to his very existence.
Will he succeed? Probably not, to be honest.