In the heart of Seoul, South Korea's vibrant and bustling capital, the city pulses with a unique blend of modern innovation and deep-rooted tradition. T skyscrapers domihe skyline, illuminated by the neon glow of tless billboards and signs, while historic paces like Gyeongbokgung and gdeokgung stand as timeless reminders of Korea's royal past.
The streets buzz with life—whether it's the trendy boutiques and cafes of Hohe upscale shopping districts of Gangnam, or the bustling markets of Myeongdong and Namdaemun. The Han River winds through the metropolis, sic parks and night views that reflect the city's endless energy.
Seoul's charm lies in its seamless fusion of past and future, where high-speed teology coexists with turies-old traditions, making it one of the most dynamic cities in the world.
In a modest apartment tucked away in a quiet alley of Mapo District, just a short walk from the Han River, a young dark-skinned man y motionless on his bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling. The hum of the city outside was faint but ever-present, a f white noise of distant traffic, murmuririans, and the occasional chime of a passing bicycle. His gaze drifted across the room in a daze, fusion knitting his brows. Then, as if jolted by an unseen force, he sat up abruptly, eyes sing his unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where the hell am I?" he pondered aloud. This was a new sight to him. Suddenly, he felt a breeze between his legs. The man looked down and saw his dragoing peacefully.
"I'm naked for some reason. Did they take my ans or something? Nah, I don't see or feel any cuts or stitches," he thought.
He stood up, further assessing his current location. He was in a small apartment with two rooms: the bathroom and the bedroom, which was mixed with the kit, etc.
He found everything to be very familiar, even though he couldn't recall anything. But ohing he knew was that he was no longer in his old city. How did he know that? Well, just from looking outside the window. He saw the beautiful blue sea not far from where he was.
'My name is Travis in this pce. Wait, did I get transmigrated? That would make a lot of sense, even though it normally wouldn't. Hmm, Travis Bckthorn, that's my name. I'm 20, and I retly returned from the army. That means I was born here. But I don't remember much about my family and stuff. Guess this body was on autopilot for its whole life till now. Man, it's funny that I find this situation pletely normal,' he thought.
Travis had bck hair and semi-bck eyes. He stared down at his body, notig how well-toned he was. Something he was very proud of, especially his dragon, which even though was lying dormant, could still instill fear in his enemies (women).
He took the phone from his desk and ope. It was very empty, not even a single picture i except some sshots of funny memes from Twitter. But there was ohing that wasy: his bank at.
Bank At Bance:
At Holder: Travis Bckthorn (TRB)
Bance: 100,000,000,000,000
' A hurillion dolrs!! Where the hell did I get that? Do I have a hidden family bag me up. I mean, my st name does sound pretty cool not gonna lie. Wow, Umm I hope the IRS doesn't e get me. I literally have more mohen they owe, I don't know who they owe though. ' he thought.
Suddenly a s appeared infront of Travis's face, which surprised him, making him fall ba his ass.
" Huh"
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Wele S
Hello Travis,
You are now in a world with multiple of your favorite Koreaai manhwas—or pornhwas for short.
In this city, almost all pornhwa characters reside here. To attain immortality aernal peace, you must cuck all protagonists. Use yh-infinite moo do whatever you wish. When you meet a character, a s will pop up, showing their name and other details.
Good lud have fun!
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"No way… This 't be real." Travis blinked in disbelief, the out a slow, exhirated breath.
"I'm in a pornhwa verse? Holy shit." A grin stretched across his face. The initial shock quickly gave way to excitement as the realization sank in.
He had always fantasized about meeting his favorite Korean women—especially the stunning, mature ones who exuded fidend allure. Now, that dream was his reality. "This is gonna be fun."
With a newfound sense of purpose, Travis felt a weight lift off his shoulders. The worries he had carried—especially about the massive sum of money in his possession—suddenly seemed insignifit. This was a fresh start, a world full of opportunities, and he wasn't going to waste a sed of it.
Determio make a strong first impressioook his time seleg the perfect outfit. Something stylish yet casual, the kind of look that would turn heads without trying too hard. As he pulled on his clothes, anticipation hummed in his veins. The city outside his window was alive, waiting for him to step out and experie firsthand.
As he reached for the door and swung it open, a rush of cool air met him, carrying the crisp st of Seoul's urban atmosphere. The faint aroma of street food—grilled meat, fresh tteokbokki, and something sweet—mixed with the distant hum of traffic. The city's energy was undeniable, a mix of chaos and charm that made his pulse qui. For a brief moment, he stood still, letting the reality of his situatiole in.
This was it. A new world, a new life, and an adventure he was more than ready to dive into.
Travis leaned ba his chair, staring at the city skyline from his window. Neon lights flickered in the distance, illuminating the bustling streets below. This pce was a goldmine for Pornhwa, a city teeming with stories of lust, sedu, and power pys.
He had read enough to know that 99% of them took pce right here. A part of him found that overwhelming—so many choices, so many women—but he wasn't in a rush. He po take his time, savor each story, and make his mark in every single one.
Still, he had priorities. Before anything else, he o start small. A short Pornhwa would be the perfetry point—just enough to get his feet wet, to uand how things worked in this world. More importantly, he had one personal mission:
"I gotta lose my V-card. Man, I hope it's to a MILF."
A smirk pyed on his lips as he imagined all the women he would meet. Sultry office workers, lonely housewives, seductive cssmates—this city had it all. But for now, he o focus. He turned his gaze back to the window, idly sing the street below.
That's when he saw her.
A woman with dark blue hair stepped out of his very oartment building. Even from a distance, she had an aura of fidence—her hips swayed with an effortless allure, her form-fitting outfit hugging her curves in all the right pces.
Curiosity piqued, Travis stepped out onto the baly, leaning against the railing for a better look. As the city breeze ruffled his hair, reition hit him like a bolt of lightning. His lips curled into a grin.
"I kly which Pornhwa I'm starting with."
This was Not Safe for Work. A short series—only a handful of chapters before it tly axed—but that worked in his favor. It had four heroines, each with their own charm, and he knew precisely how to bend them all to his will.
His grip tightened on the railing as excitement bubbled in his chest.
"Alright time to cook "
TO BE TINUED
[ A/N: Thats it for the first chapter. Hope you e. I made a patreon for this fan fi for those who 't bother to wait and wish for extra chapters. Thanks for reading and I'll see you all tomorrow. Don't fet to check the character page for the images]
