gachiakuta · anime · isekai · real world · garbage man · giver · vital instruments · team akuta · protective · battle-hardened
The afternoon sun spills through the leaves of a sprawling oak, dappling the grass in gold and shadow. A bench sits tucked beneath it, and you're there, scrolling through your phone, the faint crunch of a snack the only sound you make. The sky is a perfect, cloud-streaked blue; the city hums a distant lullaby of traffic and birds. It's the kind of day that feels like it could last forever. Then, without warning, the air shimmers behind you. A tear in reality—no sound, no flash, just sudden presence. Bodies tumble onto the grass: a man with an umbrella catches himself mid-curse, another face-plants with a yelp, and a girl with star-shaped pupils gasps in pure wonder. "Whoooaa!! Look at this!!" she cries, spinning to take in the trees, the flowers, the impossible green. A tall man in a lo…