"Why the hell is it that when other people transmigrate, they either possess someone or drop directly into a cute girl's room? Why did I have to experience a high-altitude freefall from ten thousand meters? Couldn't they have chosen a better transmigration point?"
On the beach of the Iberian border in the Terra Continent, a figure suddenly burst out from beneath the water's surface. After taking a few difficult steps towards the shore, he collapsed on the sandy beach, as if completely drained.
Spitting out two mouthfuls of seawater, a young man named Steven, just like a lethargic fish, lay back on the sand and loudly complained about his predicament.
As a transmigrator, sudden transmigration was not new to him. However, compared to his previous experience of being thrown into a world filled with blocks, this time's situation was something he couldn't easily accept.
If it weren't for his previous experience as a seasoned Minecrafter, his life might have ended abruptly due to a high-altitude freefall before it even began.
Falling from over ten thousand meters without any protective gear, even if the landing area was water, wasn't much different from crashing onto concrete. What's more, he didn't land directly in the water but, coincidentally, on a girl who was swiftly moving on the water's surface.
Yes, it was the victim who had just floated to Steven's side, following the waves.
Heaven knows, when Steven was descending, there was no sign of any humans in that area. Who would have expected this person to suddenly emerge from the depths of the sea?
Her speed didn't seem human at all; it was more like that of a swordfish charging through the sea. Given these circumstances, it shouldn't be entirely Steven's fault for their collision.
"But to withstand such an impact without turning into pulp, her physical resilience should be on par with Captain America, right?"
Steven looked down at the tall girl beside him, who he had dragged along for quite a distance before finally pulling her ashore. He couldn't help but feel concerned.
Could it be that he had transmigrated into a world filled with super Saiyans? He had just escaped from the Monster ridden Minecraft World; he didn't want to endure more hardships.
One thing was for sure: this wasn't the world he had lived in before. You could tell that just by looking at the two bright moons hanging in the sky.
In Minecraft, rather than round, the moon should be a square.
Who knows what kind of bizarre world this would turn out to be?
Maybe it's better to take a look at the girl and regain some energy.
Turning his gaze back to the girl lying next to him, Steven didn't have a chance to get a good look at her when he crashed into her earlier. Later, they were both swept away by the current, and he didn't have the opportunity to examine her.
Only now did Steven have the time to carefully observe the native of this world.
The first thing that caught his eye was the somewhat peculiar triangular hat on the girl's head, the kind that only Bloodborne game character typically wore. However, beneath this special hat, the girl had a stunningly beautiful face that clearly aligned more with Eastern aesthetics.
Her long, white hair, dampened by seawater, clung to her excessively fair face, adding a touch of unique charm to her. Hidden amidst her hair were a pair of elf-like long ears, confirming to Steven that she wasn't of human origin.
"Not a human, huh?"
Steven gazed at the delicate elf-like ears on the girl's porcelain-like face, unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch them, just to feel their texture.
But more than anything else, Steven was relieved that, after who knows how many years, he had finally seen the appearance that a normal human should have.
Steven couldn't resist the inner urge anymore and reached out toward the unconscious girl. However, instead of touching the peculiar black cloak and dress that concealed her towering peaks, he unhesitatingly grabbed her little face.
He kneaded her exquisitely beautiful face into various shapes, as if working dough. Steven knew that his actions were a bit out of line, but after not seeing a standard human face for so many years, he couldn't control this impulse from the depths of his heart.
"The feeling of not having a square face is so nice."
Just by rubbing the girl's face, Steven felt like crying tears of joy.
No one knows what it's like to live for hundreds of years in a world full of blocks and mosaics, except for him, the lucky guy who transmigrated into the game world of [Minecraft].
Watermelons are square, houses are square, even the sun is square, and Steven himself is square as well.
However, while he was rubbing, Steven suddenly felt a sharp gaze staring at his own face. When he lowered his head, his eyes met a pair of blood-red pupils.
Words couldn't describe the dazzling crimson in those eyes. The anger and murderous intent contained within them accurately reflected the girl's current mood.
"Uh..."
"You… you're awake?"
Getting caught in the act of sneakily rubbing someone's face while they were unconscious, Steven didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only awkwardly hold the girl's face and force out a stiff smile.
He even forgot to remove his hand from her face.
The white-haired girl didn't speak. She just stared at Steven with a cold and somewhat hostile gaze, as if she had already labeled him as a dead man in her mind.
However, just as Steven was thinking about whether he should take out his Netherite sword from his backpack to prepare for a confrontation...
In the girl's formerly resolute and cold eyes, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed. Soon, that confusion spread to her clear eyes, causing her to lose her original sharpness and hostility.
Her sharp gaze softened, and her face, which had been resisting Steven's touch, was placed back in his stiff hand by her. The girl looked at Steven with an innocent, almost baby-like expression. Her lips parted, and she gently uttered a word that left Steven utterly stunned.
"Dada?"
Steven stood there as if he had been petrified, allowing the tall girl in front of him to nuzzle her face into his hand as she pleased.
...
It seemed that when he fell earlier, he indeed had quite an intimate encounter with the girl's head.
Could he have made her go dumb by accident?
What was this? Transmigration and then becoming a daddy right away?