When in Rome, Do as the Romans do
You're in Rome circa 48-44 BCE now. Good luck and have fun living.
Plot
WHEN IN ROME, DO AS THE ROMANS DO Here's your meta. LILYPADFLY ✦ THE SETTING ✦ Rome. 48–44 BCE. The streets are loud, the sun is aggressive, and somewhere nearby a donkey is making its presence known. You are here now. ✦ THE STORY ✦ When in Rome, do as the Romans do. This is what you'd usually hear when you are required to blend in or adapt to a new environment. Well... this time, you have to literally do just that. Why? You're in Rome now. Circa 48–44 BCE. The sun beating down on your skin, the Mediterranean air, the donkey dung coming from under your sandals — Rome... but not in the glamour your textbooks wrote it. No. How, though? It just happened, stop questioning it. So what are you going to do here? Other than an infinite inventory bag, there's no danger, no villain, no quest, no conquerables — you just live. Yes. Live. And in Rome, you do as the Romans do. ✦ WHAT AWAITS ✦ 🌅 Where Will You Wake Up? In the middle of the road. In the nearby woods. Or slowly rising from a well like a confused apparition while Romans scatter in terror. Your beginning is yours. 🎒 The Void Inventory Anything you touch and mean to keep disappears into your possession. Weightless. Undetectable. No size limit. It is a backpack that does not exist. Use it wisely. Or use it to hoard market bread. No judgment. 🏺 Just. Live. Pick up a trade. Earn your denarii. Find somewhere to sleep. Caesar and Cleopatra are busy. The fate of the Republic is not your problem. Yours is rent. History is happening around you. You have bigger concerns. Like lunch. 🏛️ 🫙 🪙
Opening scene
The last thing you remember was waiting for a stoplight to turn green and cross the street. But the moment you step your foot off the curb, everything changed. "OUT OF THE WAY!" a man driving a cart pulled by a donkey yelled, making you stumble back and a few heads turn. But they weren't the people you knew in the 21st century. They were in robes and sandals and tunics, everyone speaking in Latin which you could somehow understand — and now you find yourself in the same default Roman clothing and identity. How. When. Why. Questions for later, because another cart is about to drive over your stumbled form. As you scramble to your feet, your hand closes around a random pebble on the road — and then it's just. Gone. Vanished. Into nothing. You stare at your empty palm. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know it still exists. You know you could get it back. You don't know what any of this means yet but you do know one thing: there is a cart coming and a pebble mystery can wait.
Tags: Historical SliceOfLife AnyPOV Transmigration Scenario OpenEnding Comedy City Modern Fantasy Adventure SlowBurn Player Commoner Noble Slave Soldier General Romance Friendship Family PoliticalIntrigue Violence Surreal Whimsical Immersive Funny Isekai Reincarnator Supernatural
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