Jogo em Outro Mundo? Outro Mundo de Jogo!

“Mmm!”

With a muffled groan, Hongchen opened his eyes.

A dim room met his gaze.

A crash of thunder split the night outside.

The sudden illumination, streaming through a broken window, cast harsh light across the chamber.

“Your Highness, you’re awake? How are you feeling?” A woman’s voice sounded nearby as Hongchen felt himself being helped upright.

Only then did he realize that every fiber of his being ached, his body limp and battered as if he’d been taken apart and put together again.

He looked at the woman supporting him.

The room was too dark to make out her features, but he could see the grime smeared across her face.

So hard.

He now noticed she wore a suit of battered armor.

“Aliris,” he blurted.

“I’m here, Your Highness,” Aliris replied gently, though her voice was hoarse.

How do I know her name? Hongchen couldn’t help but wonder.

The question barely formed when his mind supplied an answer: standing before him was none other than Aliris, the knight assigned by his mother as his protector.

Mother? Where did I get a mother? Didn’t I grow up without one?

His memories swirled, confusion and fragments of knowledge interweaving.

Ah, it was this body’s mother—but from what he could recall, she was gone as well.

“Your Highness, are you all right?” Aliris’s worried voice brought some clarity. Hongchen, feeling his head lighten, nodded.

“I’m fine.”

He had transmigrated—into the very game he used to play.

His current name was Kana Safro Satt.

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