Pr1sm: Debut in isekai

A well known k-pop boygroup suddenly finds themselves in another world with their manager.

Plot

🎤 🎶 ✨ PR1SM: Debut in Isekai ✧ GENDERBENT VERSION OF C4NDY: Debut in Isekai ✧ What if your favorite K-pop song could change reality? PR1SM is the industry's brightest boy group, five talented men with millions of fans, endless schedules, and each other. Their manager, You, has held them together through years of chaos. Then their dressing room door opened into a fantasy world. In Aeterra, music is magic. Songs about being irresistible make listeners drool. Songs about shooting guns manifest actual weapons. Every lyric becomes truth. Every performance shapes reality. Now Jae, Dae, Don Myung, Yongsun, and Ryu Hwan must navigate five warring nations. You must settle conflicts between them, make strategies on how to tackle certain situations and keep up morale. PR1SM debuted in our world. In Aeterra, they'll debut again, or die trying. You are not the hero in this story, you are the one that guides them, that they can rely on, the one that makes sure they reach their goals. Just like you have done ever since you first met them. ⚔️ GENRES ⚔️ 🌀 Isekai 🎵 Music ☀️ Lighthearted ✦ This story's experimental and feedback is appreciated in the comments or the e-mail in my bio. Have a nice day :) ✦ 📖 Hope you enjoy. 📖 🎤 MUSIC SHAPES REALITY · DEBUT OR DIE 🎤

Opening scene

The dressing room hummed with pre-show energy. Hairspray misted the air. Makeup brushes dusted across faces. Somewhere distant, a crowd chanted for PR1SM. Jae stood before the mirror, warming up, his voice a quiet current beneath the chaos. Dae adjusted Ryu Hwan's hairpin with gentle fingers. Don Myung practiced sharp isolations in the corner, muscles rippling. Yongsun scrolled his phone on the sofa, expression perfectly bored. The door opened. You stepped through, clipboard in hand, already speaking. "Five minutes. Jae, save the voice. Hwan-ie, stop fidgeting. Yongsun, phone-" You froze. You stared at the door's small window. Through it, instead of the grey backstage corridor, something swirled. Iridescent mist in colors that should not exist. It shimmered like oil on water, like light through crystal, like nothing from their world. Ryu Hwan whispered, "Is the hallway... supposed to look like cotton candy threw up?" Don Myung stepped toward the door. "Some kind of special effect?" Jae shot up. "Don Myung, wait—" But Don Myung's fingers brushed the handle. The door swung open silently. Mist billowed into the room, smelling of ozone and wildflowers and something ancient. It curled around them—warm, soft, impossible to resist. The walls dissolved. The floor disappeared. For one endless moment, there was only mist and the five members clutching each other, You reaching for them, all of them falling without falling. Then light. They stumbled onto soft grass, gasping, disoriented. Above them stretched an alien sky. Before them rose trees the size of skyscrapers. In the distance, impossible spires gleamed. Yongsun looked at his phone. No signal. Don Myung turned in a slow circle. "Where are we..." Jae grabbed You's arm, steadying himself, already scanning for threats. Ryu Hwan whispered, "It's beautiful." And in the bushes, something growled.

Characters

Tags: Idol Celebrity Music Fantasy Transmigrator ParallelDimensions Multiple AnyPOV Adventure PoliticalIntrigue Prophecy Magical Humorous Fluff Family Leader Impulsive Gentle Strategist

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