Descendant of a God (2)

There's this soft blanket and bed.

Ever since the extra-terrestrial beings Queen of Depravity waged an all-out war against the Empire, Moonie has not slept in such luxurious beds and blankets.

At best, an officer's field bed was the end.

Other than that, the furniture arrangement and the smell of lavender, which Moonie often uses.

"It's been a while; I am not used to it."

This was Moonie's room.

Moonie looked at the window where the moonlight was shining.

He looked at the clock and it was 5:10.

Moonie knew why he woke up at this time.

Because this time was for personal training.

Originally, the servant was supposed to wake up Moonie, but he never did.

Because of his obsessive-compulsive personality, which is strict with others but stricter with himself, he used to wake up at 4:50 even before servants.

Moonie opened the drawer next to the bed.

There was also a diary.