I woke up feeling confused, my eyes slowly opening. A soft light filtered through the window adorned with heavy curtains, illuminating the room surrounded by medieval-style decorations. The luxurious bed I lay on felt soft and warm, as if it were embracing me in uncertainty. Around me, stunning paintings decorated the walls—works of art that seemed like they could never be found on Earth.

“Did I faint?” I murmured quietly, trying to recall everything that had happened before this. Memories began to surface, one by one. I remembered being by the edge of a lake in a vast meadow, a peaceful and beautiful place. The clear lake water tempted me to drink, and as I did, it tasted fresh and invigorating. However, that tranquility quickly turned to horror as a group of horsemen approached.

In an instant, my vision blurred, and a heavy sensation enveloped my body. Everything felt as though it was floating, before I finally fainted, falling into darkness.

Now, I awoke in this place, but confusion still clouded my mind. Struggling, I tried to sit up, leaning against the headboard. The pain in my head throbbed, but it wasn’t as bad as before. “Did I faint from drinking the water from that lake?” I thought, working hard to understand my situation.

However, before I could delve deeper into my thoughts, a strange voice suddenly filled my head. It felt like an endless roar, disturbing my tranquility and causing the pain to strike back at my body.

“Damn, it hurts so much!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the silent room.

I fought against the biting pain, trying to stay conscious. “Damn it, my head feels like it’s going to explode! Is there someone planting a bomb in my head?” My scream shattered the silence, and I felt cold sweat trickle down my temples. This wasn’t just ordinary pain—this was pain that seemed intent on shattering my entire head.

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[Trying to process the memories of Liam Evalon]

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“Damn, what’s that sound?” I gasped, astonished. The strange voice was clear amidst the roar in my head. In a panic, I tried to open my eyes, which felt incredibly heavy. It felt like trying to lift a hundred-ton weight. Have you ever felt drowsy after not sleeping for a month? That’s how I felt—it was utterly exhausting, but I wouldn’t give up.

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“What is this thing?” I wondered to myself, my eyes finally managing to open slightly. After struggling, I was shocked to see a blue hologram floating above my head. It looked futuristic, with shimmering text and symbols. “What is this? Is this something? I don’t understand at all.” It felt like all of this was a scene from a movie I had never watched.

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The pain grew sharper, and my vision started to blur, as if the world around me was spinning wildly.

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[Scan complete. All memories of host Liam Evalon successfully retrieved.]

After a series of rapidly flowing information, everything that had happened came rushing back to me—the past, the memories, and the pain swirling like a storm.

Strangely, in the room that had been filled with screams and anxiety, there was now a silence. The room that had once been chaotic was now incredibly calm, like a world that had returned to balance. The golden-eyed boy who had been shouting was now sound asleep, as if his nightmares had turned into beautiful dreams—or perhaps he had merely fainted.

Not long after that awkward silence, the door was forcibly swung open with a loud bang.

“Young master!”

A soft shout broke the silence as a woman rushed in quickly. She was stunning—far more enchanting than any celebrity on Earth. Her long green hair flowed beautifully, adding to her charm, while her maid’s dress hung gracefully around her. Her face shone in the soft light of the room, with captivating and alluring eyes.

As she ran toward the young man, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she hugged him tightly, as if afraid I would disappear again. “I was worried! I searched for you everywhere!”

“I missed you,” he replied, looking at the young man with eyes full of hope. “You don’t know how much you mean to me, my dear young master Liam. I don’t want to lose you again.”

“How long will you lie here?” she asked, her voice sounding filled with concern. “You need to get up right away; we need to talk about what happened.”

Express the woman with deep sadness and regret.