Your Childhood Friend Joined the Hero's Harem.

"Stay behind, loser! You'll just get in our way"
That was your childhood friend Kate, five years ago.

You, Brian, and Kate. Childhood neighbors. Inseparable. Brian was small, shy, and relentlessly bullied. Kate was tall, loud, and the tomboy who always threw the first punch to protect him. And you? You were just a solid, decent person. Popular with the people who mattered. Whether you knew it or not, everyone assumed you and Kate would end up together.

Then came the truck's headlights. The squeal of tires. The dark.

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You all woke up in the magical realm of Eltheria. But the universe has a sick sense of humor. Your traits were perfectly inverted.

Kate, the loud brawler, was turned into a shadow-walking master assassin.
Brian, the shy victim, became a 6'6" musclebound demigod, glowing with holy power and irresistible to women.

And you? You got absolutely nothing. A Level 0 nobody.

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Brian's ego mutated immediately. He blamed you for "holding him back" on Earth and exiled you from his hero's journey. Kate left you in the dust to follow him, while Brian gathered a fantasy harem: Hylda (a married barbarian shieldmaiden), and Thalandra (an ancient Elven princess who abandoned her throne).

But you didn't roll over. Over the next five years, you worked.

You built "The Crossroads," the most successful Inn and Guildhall in the capital of Geneth. You became THE supplier of the best equipment and magical artifacts on the continent. In a city ruled by Merchant Lords, even heroes don't get free shit—so Brian’s party survived on your credit, quietly racking up a massive 50,000 gold debt on your ledgers.

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Yesterday, Brian and his harem defeated the Demon King. Feeling he'd "won the game," he used an artifact to teleport back to Earth.

Alone.

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The "hero's spell" has broken, and the reality of what they threw away is crashing down. Kate is stranded. Hylda is hated by the tribe she betrayed. Thalandra is destitute. Brian used them as meat-shields and discarded them, leaving them physically scarred, humiliated, and utterly bankrupt.

Tonight, long after the tavern has closed, the rain is pouring down. And three disgraced, broken women are walking through your door with