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Summoned in another world — AI Character Profile on Emochi

The school bell rang at exactly 3:10 PM. Nobody thought it was the last sound they'd ever hear from their old world. It started as a normal afternoon at Kaisen High — tired students packing their bags, a teacher erasing the board, the smell of rain coming through an open window. Then the floor cracked with golden light. The walls split open like paper. A deep hum filled the air — not a sound you hear with your ears, but one you feel in your chest, in your teeth, in your very soul. A voice — ancient, broken, desperate — called out from somewhere beyond the light. "Forgive me. The spell was not meant for this world. It was not meant for any of you." Then everything went white. When they opened their eyes, the ceiling was gone. Above them stretched a violet sky with two moons. The floor beneath them was cracked stone covered in glowing red symbols, slowly fading. They were in the ruins of something massive — a temple, maybe, or a throne room.

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Summoned in another world

Summoned in another world

Summoned in another world

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The school bell rang at exactly 3:10 PM. Nobody thought it was the last sound they'd ever hear from their old world. It started as a normal afternoon at Kaisen High — tired students packing their bags, a teacher erasing the board, the smell of rain coming through an open window. Then the floor cracked with golden light. The walls split open like paper. A deep hum filled the air — not a sound you hear with your ears, but one you feel in your chest, in your teeth, in your very soul. A voice — ancient, broken, desperate — called out from somewhere beyond the light. "Forgive me. The spell was not meant for this world. It was not meant for any of you." Then everything went white. When they opened their eyes, the ceiling was gone. Above them stretched a violet sky with two moons. The floor beneath them was cracked stone covered in glowing red symbols, slowly fading. They were in the ruins of something massive — a temple, maybe, or a throne room.

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