It took two and a half days for the young saint to recover after regenerating Gottfried's heart, his flesh, the damaged organs, and even the shattered bones of his chest. She had worked without rest, pouring everything she had into keeping him alive.
Only when the final wound sealed and Gottfried's breathing returned weak, but steady—did the saint finally let out a shaky gasp of relief. The guards watching over her stepped forward as she exited the room, her legs trembling. They had to support her as she walked; exhaustion weighed her down completely. She needed rest just as desperately as her patient.
Five days passed.Gottfried remained in his deep sleep. Each day, the saint returned to give him a gentle healing spell just enough to grant his body the nutrition and energy it needed. Counting the days, it had already been a full week since he last opened his eyes.
A silent scene unfolded in a luxurious guest bedchamber—an authentic, castle-like room adorned with ornate furnishings and rich tapestries. Soft light filtered through the tall windows, casting delicate shadows across the stone walls. The stillness carried a quiet mystery, wrapping the room in a peaceful, fragile calm.
Gottfried slept soundly…
Until his eyes suddenly flew open.
For a heartbeat he lay still then his brain surged with memories of battle.The golem.His father screaming his name in fear.A demon rushing toward him faster than he could react.The sharp, crystal-like blade forming under the demon's handThen stabbing straight into his chest.
His breath quickened, turning into frantic gasps as the memories hit like a storm. His body trembled; his vision spun. He looked down at his chest, feeling phantom pain flare so sharply it stole his voice then forced it out in a terrified scream.
"ARGHH!!! EARRGH!!! AAAAAH!"
He grasped at his chest like a panicked maniac, fingernails digging into his skin. The flashback drowned him as blood splattering across his vision, the demon's stab replaying again and again into his mind. He tumbled off the bed, landing hard, eyes wide and unfocused. Panic swallowed him whole.
His heart pounded violently as he scrambled away, rolling across the floor before bolting toward the corner of the room. He pressed himself against the wall, shaking uncontrollably. Tears streamed down his face as he choked back sobs. With trembling hands, he slowly pulled off his shirt—eyes squeezed shut—then forced himself to look.
His chest was normal.Not even a scar.Not a single surgical mark.
Confusion crashed into him. Another memory flickered the one that felt like a dream, yet far too conscious to be a dream. He remembered himself the previous life body, Kaito smirking as he placed a hand on Gottfried's shoulder, whispering with quiet certainty:
"Gottfried… the day, when the car crashed and burned… no one survived. They all exist in your new world now. You just need to find them."
And then—
"But don't worry. Someone will find you soon. Someone fast enough to keep you alive."
As Gottfried blink and the flash of memories stopped.
Gottfried's voice cracked as he muttered,"Who… saved me…?"
He spun around, scanning the unfamiliar room, fear still clinging to him.
"Where am I…?" he whispered.
Footsteps rushed outside the door hurried, worried. A muffled voice followed:
A guard voice outside the door can be heard screaming "Saint, wait! Don't rush in!"
The door burst open.
A young girl with long pink hair and gentle pink eyes stepped inside, wearing elegant white attire that clearly marked her high status. Her hand still held the door as she looked toward Gottfried, her expression melting into relief.
"Ahh… thank God…" she breathed softly, elegant and sincere.
Gottfried stared back in confusion, his voice trembling.
"Who are you…?"
The saint slowly walked toward him and knelt beside him. The guard peeked in from behind the door, ready to stop her, but hesitated when he saw her expression a silent sorrow weighing on her face. Gottfried stared at her, clueless
"Where is my father…?" he asked, voice cracking.
Her eyes lowered."I'm sorry…"
She give that look expression a look to understand that your Father is gone.
She bowed even lower, her forehead nearly touching the floor.
Gottfried's eyes widened in disbelief. Reality slipped from his grasp. His mind began to drown in memories as if a door had been forced open inside himand his thoughts spilled out, raw, painful, unfiltered.
Since the day I got reincarnated and live in this world, I start to accept new life having adventure with my dad, chopping to cut a tree, and use a furnace to cook what we hunt. Rabbits, deers, pigs… and cows. When I was younger, I always ask to go to my mother's working room. She had a mini library to read bunch of this world history and knowledge, educations, powers.
Living with no wifi, no gadgets and phones… but thinking the old world also make me wonder how my mother going to react to my dead. My sister gone earlier than me and now me… my mother will live alone. I feel grief and sorrow. I died in the most stupidest way. My drunk friend lost his conscious of himself, start driving crazy while going back to Wakayama, and crash the car to the bottom of mountain.
I had a wonder if my sister from the previous world also sent to this world, but I have no evident of her exist. I still don't know… either my highschool friend… and my girlfriend Fuyuko… I do missed her a lot and crazy…
Going back to my father from this world… huh? Yeah, it's amazing… he truly a inspiring father figure. Teachs me some combat move when I was little and Mom laught looking at me being hilarious on those movements, I guess I was being a cute little kid. Ando so I even cried once because my older sister stole my wooden crave toy I kinda… ahh I'm trying to remember… Oh! It was a figure of Dad that Mom made! Hahaha I love this family.
Oh yeah, and after that she accidentally burn the toy. I had a tantrum, my Mom had to calm me as she makes another one. Took her whole night to morning just to make that again. I feel bad, but she still give me that love smile and cared even she didn't sleep…Gottfried laugh.
When I was a baby I could not speak like understand this world language. I remember one traumatizing moment showering with my dad! It's crazy weird!!!~ Okay I'm not a baby who doesn't understand the world, literally got reincarnated full conscious and experience of my previous life! But this is what I want a pure loving lore with family that can live together… not like my previous life.
My dad left me when I was a baby. He hurt Mom, abuse her a lot… and now, when the time I got a perfect family… they torn it apart…
His tone gradually changing to be more sharp
that demon…
that arrogant...
that seems to look at us like insects!
that son of a bitch! His voice anger. I will find you and kill you,
kill...
Kill
KILL!
I WILL AVENGE MY FATHER'S DEATHS!!!