Cthulhu, I Really Don't Want to Be One!

[Third-person narration, nonhuman characters]

I'm an ordinary human from Earth in 2028. One day, I woke up and somehow transmigrated to the interstellar year 2028, where I became a history teacher at a university. I seemed ordinary, and was in fact genuinely ordinary.

In the interstellar age, not only has technology reached its peak, but humanity has also broken through the limits of its genes. People have mutated bodies and abilities, and even developed some damn glands, multiple organs, and the ability to give form to their psychic powers?

The whole world is basically a hodgepodge of ABO, Sentinels, and Guides!

For example, there's the athletic Alpha who can transform into a ferocious tiger five meters tall and ten meters long. He'll turn into a beast in the middle of a basketball game at the slightest provocation, and he has a heat-induced craving sickness, going into heat twice a year for six months at a time.

Then there's the new Sentinel who can transform into a twenty-meter-long dragon. Both his body and psychic powers take the form of a dragon, and he can control lightning anywhere, anytime. He's a lunatic determined to destroy the world if he can't find his Guide.

And there's the science student who turns into a giant robot at the drop of a hat: pure nonhuman, with abilities beyond human limits and on par with a computer.

And so on...

And me? I have no special abilities. I'm not nonhuman, not a Sentinel or Guide, and definitely not some goddamn ABO!

I'm really just an ordinary person!! An ordinary person with a fear of giant things, no less!!!

To hide my identity and survive, and most importantly, to stay alive, I can only put on my