Just dominate me queen

I was still blushing like a goddamn idiot as I scrambled to put my shirt back on. The so-called "examination" had been a humiliating mix of poking, prodding, and Viviana throwing innuendos at me like they were going out of style. Her golden eyes had sparkled with mischief the entire time, and every time I flinched or stammered, her grin just got wider.
"Relax, Alec," she said, lounging against her desk with one leg crossed over the other. Her revealing robes somehow managed to look even more suggestive when she leaned back like that. "I've done far more invasive examinations in my day. You should feel lucky."
"Lucky?" I snapped, yanking my trousers up and fastening the belt. "You made me strip down like I was a fucking lab rat!"
"Correction," she said, wagging a finger at me. "You're not a rat. You're something far more fascinating. And adorable when flustered."
I shot her a glare, but it only made her chuckle. Meanwhile, Eris stood near the door, arms crossed and expression as unreadable as ever. If she had any opinions about what had just transpired, she was keeping them to herself.
"Alright," I said, running a hand through my hair and trying to ignore the heat in my face. "You've had your fun. What did you find out?"
Viviana's playful demeanor shifted in an instant. She straightened up, her golden eyes practically glowing with excitement. "Oh, Alec, you're more fascinating than I ever imagined," she said, clasping her hands together. "You, my dear boy, are a genuine anomaly."
"Uh...thanks?" I said, not sure if that was supposed to be a compliment.
"You're from another world," she continued, pacing the room like she was delivering a lecture to an invisible audience. "That much was obvious the moment you walked in. Your aura—or lack thereof—was unlike anything I've ever encountered."
"My...aura?" I repeated, frowning. "What does that even mean?"
Viviana stopped pacing and turned to face me, her expression a mix of excitement and curiosity. "In this world, every living being has mana. It's the lifeblood of magic, the energy that connects us to the world and each other. Even the most mundane creatures have at least a trace of it."
"Okay," I said slowly, trying to keep up. "And I don't have any of this...mana?"
"Not a single drop," she said, grinning like a kid who'd just found the last golden ticket. "You're a blank slate, Alec. A living, breathing void of magical energy. It's fascinating!"
"Fascinating for you," I muttered, crossing my arms. "Sounds like a death sentence for me."
Viviana waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, don't be so dramatic. Mana isn't necessary for survival—it's just...universal. At least, it was until you showed up."
She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Do you know what this means?"
"No," I said flatly. "But I'm sure you're going to tell me."
"It means," she said, her eyes sparkling, "that you are a scientific breakthrough waiting to happen. The first of your kind. A discovery that will rewrite the very foundations of magical theory!"
"That's...great?" I said, unsure how to respond to her enthusiasm.
"It's more than great," Viviana said, spinning in a circle as if she couldn't contain her excitement. "It's unprecedented! Do you realize how many questions this raises? How did you survive the transition between worlds without mana? What effect will this have on magical interactions? Can someone like you learn to use magic despite your...handicap?"
"Handicap?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Wow. Thanks for that."
Viviana waved me off again, clearly too caught up in her own thoughts to notice my sarcasm. "We have to run more tests. Controlled experiments, of course. Nothing invasive—well, mostly. But oh, the possibilities!"
"No," Eris said suddenly, her voice cutting through the room like a blade.
Viviana froze mid-gesture, blinking at her friend. "No? What do you mean, no?"
"I brought him here to figure out how to get him back to his world," Eris said firmly. "Not to turn him into one of your experiments."
"Oh, don't be so uptight, Eris," Viviana said, pouting. "This isn't just about him. This is about science. Progress. The kind of discovery that could change everything!"
"He's not your lab rat," Eris said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Viviana sighed dramatically, placing a hand over her chest like Eris had just stabbed her. "You're no fun, you know that?"
"I don't care," Eris replied. "Focus on the task at hand."
Viviana muttered something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like "killjoy" but didn't push the issue. Instead, she turned back to me, her smile softening—though it still held a hint of mischief.
"Alright, Alec," she said, leaning against her desk again. "I'll play nice. For now. But you're going to have to work with me if we're going to figure this out."
"Figure what out?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"How to get you home, of course," she said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "It's not going to be easy. Dimensional travel is...complicated. Dangerous. But if anyone can do it, it's me."
"That's reassuring," I said dryly.
"It should be," she said, smirking. "I'm the best there is."
I glanced at Eris, who gave me a slight nod. "Fine," I said, turning back to Viviana. "What do we do first?"
"First," she said, pushing off the desk and clapping her hands together, "you're going to tell me everything. Every detail about your world, how you got here, and anything else that might be relevant. Then we'll start looking for a way to replicate the event that brought you here."
"Replicate it?" I asked, my stomach sinking. "You mean...another meteor?"
"Not necessarily," she said with a wave of her hand. "But something similar, perhaps. Don't worry—I'll handle the technical stuff. You just focus on being your delightful, mana-less self."
"Great," I muttered, rubbing my temples. "This just keeps getting better."
Viviana laughed, her golden eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, Alec, you're going to love working with me. I promise."
Somehow, I seriously doubted that.
***
"I don't get it," Viviana said, leaning forward on her desk, her golden eyes glittering with unrestrained fascination. "You're telling me your world has no magic—at all—and yet you've figured out how to fly?"
"For the hundredth time," I groaned, rubbing my eyes, "yes. Planes, jets, helicopters—we've got all kinds of flying machines. No magic involved. Just engineering and physics."
"Physics," she repeated, savoring the word like it was a new flavor of candy. "And this...gravity you keep mentioning. It's a constant force pulling everything down?"
"Exactly," I said, too tired to question why she was struggling with basic concepts. "It's why we don't just float off into space."
Viviana tilted her head, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulder. "And space is...the void beyond your world?"
"Yeah. Filled with stars, planets, galaxies...billions of them. All light-years apart."
Her eyes widened, and she leaned closer, her robes shifting to reveal just a bit more than necessary. "Billions? And they're unreachable because of the lack of magic?"
"No, because of the distance," I said, trying not to focus on the distraction in front of me. "It's so vast that even light takes years to travel between stars."
"Fascinating," she whispered, her voice dripping with awe. "Your world is so...pragmatic. Everything is built on logic and science. It's incredible. Primitive, but incredible."
"Gee, thanks," I muttered, leaning back in the chair she'd provided. My body was sore from sitting in the same position for hours, but she didn't seem to notice—or care.
"What about your...what did you call it? The Internet?" she asked, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "It connects everyone in your world? Like a hive mind?"
"Not exactly," I said, stifling a yawn. "It's more like a network of information. People can communicate, share knowledge, watch videos...hell, you can even shop online without leaving your house."
"That sounds like magic," she said, grinning.
"It's not," I said, shaking my head. "It's just technology. Wires, signals, and a lot of really smart people figuring out how to make it all work."
Viviana leaned back, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Your world is so...mechanical. Everything has a system, a rule, a process. No wonder you're so skeptical of magic. You've built an entire civilization without it."
"Pretty much," I said, resting my chin in my hand. "And it works. Most of the time."
She smirked, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You don't sound entirely convinced."
"That's because it's not perfect," I admitted. "We've got wars, corruption, inequality...all the same shit you probably deal with here, just without the magic. And sometimes, it feels like all that technology just makes it worse."
Viviana's expression softened, and for a moment, she looked almost...sympathetic. "Your world sounds complicated."
"Yeah," I said with a sigh. "It is."
The conversation continued like that for hours. Every time I thought we'd reached a stopping point, Viviana would ask another question, her curiosity insatiable. She wanted to know everything—how cars worked, how medicine was made, how we powered entire cities without mana.
"Electricity," I explained for what felt like the tenth time. "It's basically the flow of energy through wires. We generate it using things like coal, gas, or even the sun."
"Energy from the sun," she repeated, her eyes wide. "And you store it in...batteries?"
"Yes," I said, stifling another yawn. "Look, can we take a break or something? I feel like I'm back in high school, cramming for finals."
Viviana grinned, clearly enjoying my suffering. "Come now, Alec. Don't tell me you're tired already. I could do this all day."
"Well, I can't," I muttered, leaning back in the chair and closing my eyes.
But the questions kept coming. Every time I thought I'd explained something well enough for her to move on, she'd latch onto a new detail, dissecting it with the kind of intensity that only someone truly obsessed could muster.
"Why do you have so many weapons?" she asked at one point, tilting her head curiously.
"Because humans suck," I said bluntly. "We're good at killing each other, so we've gotten really creative about it. Guns, bombs, drones—you name it, we've built it."
"That's horrifying," she said, though her tone suggested she was more intrigued than horrified.
"Welcome to Earth," I said dryly, running a hand through my hair.
At some point, I lost track of time. The sun had long since set, and the only light in the room came from the faintly glowing runes etched into the walls. My eyelids felt heavy, and my words started to slur as exhaustion caught up with me.
"And...that's why we have...nuclear...uh...shit," I mumbled, my head nodding forward.
Viviana's laughter echoed in the room, light and musical. "Poor thing," she said, her voice teasing. "Did I wear you out?"
"I'm not...tired," I muttered, though my body betrayed me by slumping further into the chair.
"Of course not," she said, clearly humoring me. "You're just...resting your eyes."
"Exactly," I mumbled, barely registering her words.
The last thing I remembered was the sound of her soft laughter and the feeling of something warm and soft—a blanket?—being draped over me.
"Sweet dreams, Alec," she whispered, her voice barely audible as I slipped into unconsciousness.
I didn't dream that night. Or if I did, the memories were lost to the overwhelming haze of exhaustion. But when I woke up hours later, groggy and disoriented, I found myself still in the chair, the blanket tucked around me.
Viviana was at her desk, scribbling furiously in a notebook, her auburn hair glowing faintly in the light of a nearby rune. She didn't notice me stir, too engrossed in whatever theory or discovery she was working on.
For a moment, I just watched her, trying to wrap my head around everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. This world, its rules, its people—it was all so alien. And yet, there was something oddly comforting about Viviana's relentless curiosity.
Even if it was exhausting as hell.
Q: What what you do in Isekai if you had no hacks?