Chapter 8

Yuki said crossing her arms and puffing her cheeks in a pout at Felix.

"My apologies Young Master Yuki. I am also sorry to have disturbed His Majesty's time with his concubines which is so rare. If it weren't for an urgent matter, I would not have intruded like this." Felix said in a heavy tone because of the regret he felt.

Tom, who only focused on Yuki's cute appearance, looked so adorable in Tom's eyes. To him, even though Yuki was a boy, his stature was similar to that of a young girl who still had unstable emotions. He wanted to pinch his chubby cheeks until they were red.

Then, an extremely painful feeling of dizziness hit Tom's head. Flashes of images he had never seen before flashed through his head so fast it made Tom feel sick. Tom, who quickly held her head in pain, was noticed by Damian. Damian who stood up quickly and approached Tom made everyone gasp and fell silent in tension.

"What happened, Tom?" Damian said frantically. Both of his hands held Tom's body, which was very tense, holding back the pain in her head.

"Honey, what's wrong honey? What's going on?" Said Alicia who also approached Tom. His big chest, supporting Tom's head in pain.

"I... I'm fine..." Tom stammered. Tom's intention to calm the concubines failed as her voice trailed off as she endured the pain from the many flashes of unfamiliar images in her head.

"Ugh!!" Tom moaned. Now it's not just his head that's feeling the pain. His whole body ached as if there were many needles pricking his body from the tips of his fingers to the tips of his toes.

Tom who could no longer support herself slowly fell into Damian's arms. His consciousness slowly disappeared within Damian's arms. In the midst of his consciousness, there were many voices shouting his name.

'Like déjà vu, hahaha.' Tom said to herself remembering the incident when she 'died' earlier just before she lost consciousness completely. Tom felt like her body was floating before she finally lost consciousness.

Damian who was carrying Tom like a bride easily picked him up and quickly darted towards Tom's bedroom. The concubines and Felix followed Damian who was carrying Tom behind in a hurry.

'What is this again?!!' Said the concubines in their own hearts. There was a hint of panic on each of the concubines' faces about Tom's current condition.

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Tom woke up with confusion, she opened her eyes and found the night sky dark and very far away.

He could see sparks dancing in the sky. The log made a crackling sound as it was devoured by the flames. Tom felt her heart skip a beat as she faintly noticed that she was surrounded by a group of people.

"I... Where am I?" Tom struggled to sit up.

Suddenly, an old man whose body was painted with oil and holding a walking stick made of animal skulls, let out a loud scream-

"He has appeared!! Our Lord has finally heard our call!!!" He announced while kneeling and bowing deeply.

Following the old man's actions, everyone around began to be affected. Immediately, they knelt before Tom, their expressions filled with admiration and sincerity, they didn't even dare to raise their heads. The atmosphere sank into an eerie silence.

Tom felt overwhelmed by their actions.

"What happened?" Tom asked while understanding the scene before her; he was surrounded by about a hundred strange people. From their clothes, it seemed like they were from a certain tribal clan. The men reveal their upper bodies with different types of shell decorations in front of their chests, their lower parts are covered with ordinary animal skins or leaves and twigs. While the women use feathers as headdresses and use woven grass to cover their bodies

The old man who was closest to Tom cautiously approached and said, "We beg of you... Please save us..."

The thoughts that had stopped in Tom's mind started working again. Tom stepped forward to help the old man, but his actions were suddenly stopped as the old man screamed and backed away, "No! No!! Oh, God's benevolent Messenger... Please don't let our filthy bodies stain your precious hands..."

"Oh Lord-"

Before his thoughts recorded, the people who were kneeling on the ground started to sing loudly.

The songs overshadowed each other in strains, frightening the hiding birds.

They began to shriek as they flew high through the shadows of the trees, blending into the twilight.

"You... All of you... Who exactly are all of you?" Tom stepped back, feeling confused by the current situation.

The old man before Tom raised his head timidly. Tom was surprised to see the old man with tears streaming down his eyes. He nodded and waved a hand gesture, making the people around Tom and the old man fall silent. He replied, "Dear Messenger of God, we are residents of the Rages tribe from the bottom of Mount Mataka."

"Mount Mataka?" Tom was troubled as she recalled her memories. Just a moment ago, he was in Anna's flower garden, how did he get here? He looked around realizing that Tom was wearing all black. Tom faced the people around her and said. "Get out of the way, I want to find a way to go back."

"The Messenger of God is leaving!!" Tom's words unconsciously made them uneasy… they drew closer, making a circle of themselves around Tom.

"I already told you that I'm not an Emissary..." Without letting Tom finish his sentence, the old man who had been kneeling before suddenly stood up and shouted:

"As the first form of ancient relic, the Rages Tribe serving God, we have been waiting for the time when the King of Salem will abdicate and God will grant us God's Messenger to save all of humanity."

'Wait, is this the memory of the owner of this body? Wasn't the King of Salem already abdicated when I woke up in this body? It's like the memory of the owner of this body from before he killed the King of Salem.'

To be continued