"In my name as the Holy Pope of the Helios Kingdom, I, Alexander, hereby crown you, Lumiel Helios, blood of the sun and now Heir to the Sun, King of Helios."
My eyes blinked repeatedly as I tried to process what the hell was happening.
Everything felt unbearably noisy... both around me and inside my head.
Regardless.
Raising my gaze, I saw an old man dressed in a white robe smiling warmly at me. He held a golden crown in his hands, which he gently placed atop my head.
Immediately, claps and cheers erupted around me.
It wasn't that loud, yet it felt overwhelmingly so annoyingly loud.
Wait a minute…
Yeah, it felt like everything was…
I rose to my feet, ignoring whatever the old man was rambling about.
This hall…
Gold and red were its dominant colors.
It was the throne hall.
I had come here so many times before.
As I swept my gaze around, I froze when I spotted familiar faces.
A beautiful woman stood there with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Eliana Helios.
"Mother…" I whispered unconsciously.
It was my mother.
Yeah, definitely.
Her eyes were swollen and red, and I knew why. There was a mix of pride and grief in her expression.
My father, the previous king, Marconius Helios, had passed away just two days ago.
That was why I had been crowned King only two days later.
Beside her stood my younger sister, Lenora. She gave me an encouraging smile, but it slowly turned into concern as she noticed the dumbfounded expression on my face.
What the hell was happening?
Since when did I have a mother and a sister?
But they were definitely my family. I had known them since birth.
Yet just a minute ago, I was in a bar, wasn't I?
But…
My throat suddenly felt dry.
I reached up to my neck unconsciously.
What was happening?
It felt like a flood of memories had crashed into my mind.
I widened my eyes as far as possible and clutched my head.
Impossible…
Oh God…
Lumiel Helios.
That was me.
But it was also a character from a game I had briefly played.
A character who never appeared directly in the game, only mentioned a couple of times, mostly in reference to his unfortunate assassination less than a month after his coronation.
Was I going to die?
I covered my mouth immediately, feeling like I was about to throw up.
I can't…
Turning slightly, my gaze landed on seven women standing behind me. They stood a little apart from the others, yet close enough to show they were important.
I recognized a couple of them.
And my mind immediately made the connection.
They were my seven wives.
Oh fuck…
I don't feel so well…
The world around me began to spin, and darkness quickly swallowed my vision.
The last thing I saw was my mother and sister rushing toward me.