Every year, the Lady chooses one of us to commune with. If this unfortunate person succeeds at pleasing her, she blesses the harvest and we have food for the year. If they fail to please her, she curses the harvest and we starve.

A new dawn is on the horizon. Tom left behind a mundane and monotonous life and was teleported to a world depicted in Eastern fiction. He stumbled into a world that he was barely familiar with, and he could only rely on his system and the rules of the new world. Will the writer only use his imagination through his life, but not his physical body?