Ep.1 - 1
I thought I was still dreaming.
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a ceiling I didn't recognize and an unfamiliar face that suddenly burst into my vision.
He was crying.
"Oh, your impetial highness Ghunthiva! Thank goodness! You opened your eyes again!"
When I heard those words, I knew it was a dream.
Because the name he called me did not sound familiar.
But it was only when I felt the tears spilling from his eyes and falling down my own cheeks that I felt a sense of reality.
That sense of reality was further heightened by the fact that he held on to me.
"Do you recognize me? It's me, Gieder. I was worried about you."
Gieder.
I had no idea who he was.
I tried to ask, but my voice did not work.
"I will call Doctor Royvo immediately! You were in critical condition last night, you stopped breathing, and you were declared dead. This must be rescinded right away!"
After the excited young man left, I looked around and saw a windowless room lit by candles.
There was a red tapestry hanging on the wall.
I found I was lying in a simple box.
It was not a bed, but it was a coffin.
Then I realized that this was a mortuary.
My disgust at lying in the coffin came over me.
I wanted to get out, but I couldn't move my body as much as I wanted to.
My hands were heavy as iron and I was surprised to see my hands looked brown and sore.
I touched my face and it felt rough. Perhaps my face was just as sore as my hands.
I managed to grab the edge of the coffin and struggled to lift myself up.
For some reason, I felt awfully heavy on my back.
When I managed to raise myself up, I noticed that a picture was installed on the opposite wall from the red tapestry.
The figure depicted there had bat-like wings on its back, two goat-like horns on its head, and brown, sore skin.
What is this?
I twisted my body around to get a better look and cringed.
To my surprise, the picture moved in the same way.
This is not a picture, it is a mirror.
It is a reflection of myself raising myself from the coffin.
But why do I see in the mirror a figure I don't recognize?
My face is not like this, my body is not like this.
I tried to remember what my former self looked like, and I was astonished I couldn't.
Who am I?
