1 Who name their son this? How the F*** are they so egoistic!

Luc Yan yawned as he slowly sat up in his bed, then when he put his arm down he suddenly felt like his hand hit something.

"OW, What the…"

Luc stun slowly turn his head around surprised at the person in his bed, but what surprised him even more was that the voice was kind of deep. Then, he sat up in horror.

"Whoo.. oooo… the f**k are you!" Luc Yan stunned as he stare at the man right next to him.

"My liege, I'm so sorry. I was just cleaning your room while you were sleeping when I couldn't resist the urge of how soft your bed is."

Luc Yan stare at his surrounding and he did not see any of the familiar furniture he had put into his room---his TV was gone, the new bow he bought on impulse was gone, and so too, was his collection of books that was in the corner of his rooms. Instead they were replace by stone granite walls, rough looking furniture, and a small bucket in the corner of his room (apparently). Then he noticed the suit of armor that seems to be from the medieval era and the giant spear leaning against the wall.

"Oh gosh, alright you get out of my bed first." Luc Yan said while frowning. "By the way, you didn't do anything you weren't supposed to do right? Like poking something? Or maybe licking something?"

"What are you talking about my liege?" The old man said with a poker face.

Face turning white and arm trembling Luc Yan slowly lifted the rough wool blanket and checked underneath to see if he was wearing any cloth. Color slowly came back to his face and he said, "Alright, never mind. I mean I'm not against this type of relationship, but it's just not my cup of tea."

Then Luc Yan slowly studied the man before him. His face was full of laugh marks but he seems to just be a man in his early thirties, while naked the man seems to be fit sort of like those ancient Spartans. Also the man have a strange aura between a cross of something evil and something holy. Sort of like the feeling that if you talk to this man he would be your best friend but at the same time he could put you into a trouble situation.

As Luc Yan pondered about what he should do, memories comes flooding back to him and then a bright light suddenly struck him and he saw the scene of another man waking up and a Gandalf like figure tucking on his sleeve. Strangely Luc Yan knew that the man waking up in front of him is his brother Cheng Yan. Then when more memories came back he realized that the look of his brother now also seem to be his brother in this body too.

(Wait… How did I know that I'm in another body, what kind of sh**ty writer is this. Does he not want to describe everything, or does he think this was too hard to explain all of this?)

"My Liege?" "Spartan" asked with a look of concern on his face.

Then Luc Yan try to search for the name of this giant hunk of meat in front of him and found out that this guy's name is Uriel. Also sent here to take care of me and protect my life.

As for me I seem to be the sixth prince of the kingdom of Graycastle, named Lucifer, and I'm currently in a town called Silkwatch which I'm also in charge for. (Now something weird is going on here, Why is all my brothers and sisters named normally and I seem to be the only one named with a reference to the devil. Then I'm also protected by "Uriel" a goddamn angel! What the king watched too many TVs or something? Is it supernatural? Or maybe Lucifer? Gosh these silly names, and on the other hand does the bible even exist in this world?)

"Uriel?" Lucifer said while looking at this Olympic athlete. "Does the churches here have a book called the bible?"

Uriel with a puzzled look replied, "Not that I know of."

"Alright, get out of my room then, I need a moment to myself and check to see if anything is leaking from somewhere it wasn't supposed to be when my back was toward facing toward you."

Lucifer then slowly sat down on his desk catching his breath. Then slowly recalling his new gained memories and found out that he is apparently a spear master and seems to be a small time general of the troop on the side of his prince gig. (Oh wait, what the hell! People were burned during this era? All of them called witches! What is wrong with this! Also I seem to have a memory of a witch conjuring magic trying to safe herself just before she was captured in the woods when I was a little boy and went out!)

"Alright, whatever this era is, and no matter what happens it is a new start for me. I'll be the best military general there is and eventually become king. I'll go find my brother soon and reunite with him. From now on I need to live up to my title. I'm Lucifer Wimbledon a f**king prince of the kingdom (wtf)."