Disciple Cultivation System:All my students are legendary.

"I hate trains!"

Watching the lengthy silver train eject itself out the tunnel tracks and soon coming to an abrupt stop before him, Art murmured uncomfortable grasping his head in pain.

A week has passed since his memories went blank and he found himself in a world not quite like earth.

For some strange reasons he had been transported into the world of a visual novel game he one's played, how or why he didn't know and worst of all....

"Hey move it."

Shoved foward by the abundance of crowds behind he, he stumble foward with a groan, making his way through the automatic doors of the modern train and taking one of the available empty seats.

The name of the game he found himself in was Abyssal Chronicles, an Urban fantasy visual novel. It was more on the niche side of the gaming market due to it's girl's love nature but it was also recognized by a few like him whom didn't play for the plot or Yuri but the gorgeous character design of the characters especially for one of the most prominent characters, Art.

For a game with a primarily yuri setting it had some of the most memorable male character design in the market. It serves to say every male character was good looking and this caused it to attract another kind of fandom, the fujoshi whom couldn't help but write numerous spicy fanfic between the most prominent male characters in the games.

The male characters were so loved that the devs were eventually pressured to gave them major routes in the game and there were talks of even creating a remake were the option of playing as a male or female was being added.

So yeah it was fairly popular among anime fans but that didn't answer the question of why Art was in this world.

In Art's memories he just woke up as a character of a similar name in this world along with a trauma for trains.

[Attention all passenger onboard, the express will be departing in a minute. All passenger are to take their sit, fasten their seat belts and prepared for the ride.]

The conducter seemliy in a good mood announced causing Art to lean on the window on his side, his gaze prying pass the glass walls surrounding the train station and towards the metropolis dyed golden by the sun's hue.

Academia city, a city to the west of the Sirius empire and the setting of the games plot. It was a city housing myriads of training academies where the current generation of youth are trained to prepare them for battle against the creatures of the abyss, that's what the game said atleast.

He wasn't particularly sure because he could hardly remember minor plotline in the game. That wasn't due to a case of bad memories but because his brain seems to automatically filter out anything that tried to keep him up to date with the game's plot.

For instance he knew he was in a game, he could remember the characters of the game's and even some of their fate but what lead to their fate he couldn't remember, it was being blocked or so he presumed.

Probably whom ever brought him here was sick of tropes where protagonist could recall dozens of plot point without much effort and out of spit had probably filtered out his ability to do that.

It was petty, annoying and depressing but hey atleast he had a system.

Remembering the blue interfaces that had appeared before him when he woke up in this world he sighed in relief imagining a timeline where he came here with nothing.

It was depressing especially knowing the fate that awaited the character he possessed. He couldn't help but imagine how stressed he would have been and that made him sigh knowing he wasn't going to be helpless as he imagined.

"I just need to make contact with one of the main characters."

Clenching his fist, he assured himself. As he did that the modern train began to move, causing the scenarios he observed through the windows to change. From the glass of the train station, to a darkened tunnel, to the light blue ocean, it's surface displaying a school of ethereal glowing fishes moving about their own business.

Watching the sight in wonder, a pleasant smile formed on Art's face as his spahhire eyes marvel at how aesthetic pleasing everything was.

The ocean scenario remianed the same for a few more minutes and through it all Art along a few children stuck to the glass window their eyes glued to all the wonders the ocean's surface displayed.

The flying fishs erupting out the ocean with a splashful lean and trailing the trains with curious intention. The youthful cheers of ski driving teenagers dashing pass the oceans surface enjoying their last day of vacation.

The sight was remiscant of Miami and Dubai back in earth and while Art wasn't particularly fan of traveling, he did one's long to visit those places just for fun. He never had the opportunity back then so he wondered if he could here.

"No don't lose sighy of your goal."

Pinching his left cheek, he observed as the train soon crossed over the ocean and onto the shores of the distance metropolis.

The one's water bodies began to transition into the course yellow sand of the Beach shores and soon into the asphalt pathways nesting numerous vehicles booming and dashing pass the streets of the urban metropolis.

"Academia city!"

Looking up through the window, his gaze landed on the towering glass skyscapers with their tip aiming to pierce the skies.

Billboards displaying various celebrities and trending products with their neon glow almost too blinding to the eyes, the sea of civilians marching through the sidewalk and so much more.

Seeing how familiar everything was his shoulder unconscious loosening up causing him to further lean back into the chair as he was glad he had final made it back to a city.

He was a city brat, this world's Art not so much. Ofcourse the suburban weren't too bad and his mother in this world was really kind and loving but this place really remained him of home...earth so he couldn't pass on this.