Kapitel 3: Wait, I'm Who Now?! Oh...Right...
My head was still pounding when I woke up.
I sat in my canopy king-sized bed and drew back the curtain to show the rest of my room.
I yawned, got up, and stretched, spreading my jet-black feathered wings in the process, having the goldish-white tips of each feather shimmer in the sunlight coming through the windows.
"Man, I slept like a sinner in heaven!" I exhaled as I continued to stretch.
A knock was heard outside my bedroom door, making the tip of one of my pointed ears twitch...
"Young Prince, it's me. Are you awake? I brought the morning paper." A well-known voice pinged from behind the black oak doors.
"Yeah, come on in, Ivan," I said, walking to the seating area in the west part of my room, in front of floor-to-ceiling iron thorn-carved framed windows. My crimson arrow-tipped tail trailed in the air behind me as I made my way over to my favorite seat...
As Ivan entered, so did two maids to make my bed and clean my room. Ivan then stood to my left as I sat in an armchair, and he went over my agenda while I read what was new in Withergate and didn't listen.
"...also, your letter from the Academy was received and approved by your mother..." Ivan continued.
**Wait, what?** I thought, pausing from what I was reading.
I stopped reading the paper and stared up at Ivan.
"Could you repeat that?" I asked.
"Yes, Young Prince, you're mother approved the letter from Winchester Academy," Ivan repeated.
**Winchester Academy...why does that feel weird in my head? Like, I hate it to high heaven and the depths of hell?** I thought.
"Ivan."
"Yes, Young Prince?"
"Who else will be there that you know of?"
Ivan thought for a moment, then inhaled deeply before giving his answer.
"If I heard correctly, Prince Arthur of the Heavenly Kingdom in the east of our empire, Prince Samuel of the Abbysal Kindom in the west of our empire, and Prince Leon of the Eros Kingdom in the south of our empire. That is, if I'm not mistaken, Young Prince."
I froze and my grip on the morning paper tightened as I stared blankly up at Ivan, gears turning in my head.
"Is something the matter Young Prince?" Ivan glanced down, worried.
A light bulb went off in my head while I shot up from my seat in the armchair and bolted to the large body mirror I use when I change, and I stared at my reflection...as if I was staring at myself for the first time in my whole life...
There I was:
Short red hair, reddish-gold gem-like irises, black slightly spiraled horns that gleamed with white holy light shinning from the tips of each horn, tanned skin as if I was always out in the sun, a tall and well-built but toned shaped body showing I that I train yet I don't seem to want to be all muscles, enormous jet-black feathered wings with shimmering holy goldish-white tips on each feather, a crimson red arrow-tipped tail swaying anxiously behind me, and the most worried and fearful expression written all over my face.
**Why do I feel like this is me but isn't me?** I thought to myself.
"Prince Darien...Is everything alright, My Lord?" one of the maids asked.
My shoulders flinched.
**Prince Darien...Withergate Empire...OH FUUUUUUCK NOOOOOOO! YOU GOT TO BE SHITTING ME!!!!!** I yelled in my head as I closed my eyes and breathed in and out, trying to calm down.
**AM I REALLY IN THIS SHITTY OTOME GAME MY COUSIN WANTED ME TO COMPLETE FOR HER RIGHT NOW?!** I yelled in my head.
The maids and Ivan started to shift uncomfortably behind me for a bit, making me come back to reality.
"Yeah, I'm fine. just realized something..." I said with a shaky sigh.
"What is it, Prince? Are you ill?" The other maid asked.
I let out an airy chuckle.
"Nah, just...that I'll have to do something about these," I pointed to my eyes. "Before I go anywhere."
Everyone relaxed in relief that I wasn't sick, and Ivan reassured me that my glowing irises were a blessing and that those at the Academy would see it as one as well.
After getting dressed and not just externally calming down, but coming to the reality that I'm stuck in the Otome game, whether I like it or not, I bid fare well to mother and father, then flew off to Winchester Academy.
Not only because I didn't give a shit about the ceremony my parents wanted to throw for me, but because I also needed to check something...
After a thirty-five-minute flight at top speed, I reached Winchester Academy and landed on the roof of the Academy Library.
Why?
Because I needed to see just who the hell I was in this game.
Two hours later, I learned I was Prince Darien of the Withergate Empire and next in line to rule over the Three Realms. I am also an Unholy Celestial, or a Dark Angel, who got blessed with immortality by an Elemental Dragon Goddess at birth due to my power levels as a creature. My mother was a human who got turned into an angel (then fell from grace to be with my father), and my father is an Imperial Demon (which I guess is more powerful than a Greater Demon) who can use Holy magic (...so basically both my parents are OP). Also, I am known for my personality and...(this is why I hate Otomes)...good looks, but I seem to give people the cold shoulder before they can get close to me.
...
So basically, from what I remember, those weird questions I answered before I lost consciousness back in 'my' world are how 'I' was born in this world. Though I didn't get my memories back about this until after I heard something that sounded familiar: the name 'Winchester Academy.'
...
And to make matters worse, I never got to play this fucking Otome before I got ported into it!
I growled and shoved the books I got out to look up this information back where they belonged.
"Well," I grumbled out. "At least I know this isn't bullshit...even though from where I stand...it is in every way possible..."
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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