Chapter 12 - Awakening I
The sun was rising, birds were singing, and a gentle, comforting spring breeze stirred the curtains in a luxurious room. Lying in a large bed, with a mattress of the highest quality, soft sheets, and exotic down pillows, a young man stirred, showing faint signs of waking up.
My eyes opened with difficulty, as if they were glued shut. My body felt as though it was floating above the overly soft mattress. The confused and scrambled memories made it hard to tell whether I was dreaming or awake.
"Did I die? Am I in heaven?"
The sensation of disconnection pulsed in my head, and my chest burned strangely, as if it had been scrubbed with a rough sponge. The overly vivid colors tormented my senses, almost like a bout of astigmatism.
A sweet, delicate fragrance began to calm my senses; a faint floral aroma filled the air, soothing my body.
Still lying there, I stretched slowly, reaching out my arms, legs, and fingers, followed by a long yawn. That's when I realized I was in a luxurious bed, in a room with unfamiliar architecture. Two 1.5-meter lamps adorned the sides of the bed, casting a soft white light, now dimmed by the sunlight pouring in through the windows and balconies.
The high, vaulted ceiling was made from a dark material that resembled obsidian. The walls, covered in wine-colored velvet tapestries, displayed intricate golden embroidery forming symbols I struggled to recognize.
"Symbols of the Aurea Noctis family," I thought, feeling my memories slowly return, just like the ones I inherited from Glenn in this world.
An arched window without glass revealed a deep blue, cloudless sky. "Beautiful!" I mentally exclaimed. In front of the bed, two large sliding doors opened onto a spacious balcony with a view of the mountains.
The image of the room sharpened. Along with the symbols, there were also depictions of knights and mages defeating mystical creatures, beings that only existed in legends.
As my mind cleared, I remembered the recent events.