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The document describes the experiences of an otaku who has spent half their life immersed in otaku culture. While otaku were seen as outcasts by society, otaku culture helped save the author during difficult times. Through the years, the author's hatred dissipated as they became a sociable adult with friends and a job, while still enjoying otaku interests. Their lifelong dream was to visit Akihabara, but after using a public restroom there, they emerged in an unfamiliar city that was likely another world, based on the unfamiliar signs and atmosphere.

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In my 27 years of my life, I had been an otaku for almost half of it.

They said that otaku was


disgusting, otaku was pedophile, otakus were bunch of shut-ins, or so on. In the society, we were
indeed minority. I won’t say that they were wrong but I won’t admit that all of them are like that.

As a proof, I had many successful otaku friends. Many of them had an important role in the society.
Even some famous figures out there had several collection of otaku cultures. Even the existence of
disgusting otakus had made our image dropped to the bottom of the society, I was still unable to
stop being one.

Otaku culture like anime, manga, light novels, tokusatsu, games, action figures, etc. had saved my
life before. In the brink of despair being an outcast in my class, one of my otaku friends introduced
me to this culture. It somehow broadens my horizon who had been so sickly that I never able to go
on venturing the world like how children of my age should be.

And so, times had passed by so fast. Many things had happened as I lived my life as an otaku. My
hatred toward others had dissipated. There were some hard moments I had to feel on the way but I
had been able to overcome it and grew into a sociable adult. I had a proper job. I had many friends
both offline and online. And more importantly, I still have my life.

“Finally, I’m here.”

I muttered as I exited the train. With the bustling platform of the busy people as my background, I
looked at the scenery spread before me. It had been long dream of mine to come to this place since
the first time I became an otaku.

“Akihabara”

I said as I looked toward the exit sign. I took my first step toward the

‘Gyurururururu…..’

As if unable to read the mood, my stomach acted up. I took a drastic turn from heading straight to
the exit toward the public toilet. And, after I finished my business, I headed straight to my main
destination. The center of otaku culture, Akihabara.

But, the moment I exited the public toilet, I froze. The scenery completely changed compared to the
busy train station I had seen earlier. Instead, there was a busy street of a place I had never seen
before. Instead, it was a scenery of a busy main street from somewhere else. Also, there’s no sign of
Japanese text could be seen from the existing signs.

“Did I just got sent to another world?”

I muttered.

“I have read once that the toilet was one of the entrances to another world but this is absurd.”

I sighed. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself.

“First, let’s calm down. From the atmosphere of the city, this is definitely not Japan. This is also not
my hometown. The probability of this place being another world is high. The text on the signs are
not written in any language I recognized too.

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