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Being King in another world

A soon to be a dead person is reincarnated in another world as Gilgamesh. He thought about living a kingly life but there is more to it than he thought. --- This is going to be a little slower pace but I will try to make some adventures for Gilgamesh. Remember, MC is not Gilgamesh from Fate but he is in his body so he won’t be calling every single person a mongrel but he will have a similar personality. A little crueler. It will be a little slow but please bear with it. Constructive criticism and suggestions are welcome. This is also going to be kingdom-building so different points of view will be added which may reduce the screen time of MC but I will try to stick with MC more. --- English is not my first language so English professors could participate in correcting me. Don’t own anything but do I….? Support me here or find chapters in advance ere: https://www.patreon.com/J_Titan

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Chapter 1 Awakening

"Ugh…"

I slowly opened my eyes and found an unfamiliar ceiling above me. My head was dizzy and things were very unclear in front of me like whenever I look, it seems a shadow was following.

"Phew…"

I inhaled a deep breath and exhaled slowly to reduce the possible amount of carbon dioxide from my brain to calm myself down.

After performing the same technique couple of times, I was finally able to see things clearly without any dizziness.

I was in a large bed with a quite spacious large simple looking room. From the cold breeze flowing in the room with dim light, it was clearly the night time.

"What the…"

I then focused on myself and widened my eyes when I saw tiny and soft hands and legs. For the confirmation of men's biggest fear, I grabbed my crotch to see if my little brother was still there, and… it was there even if the size of a fingernail.

"Where am I?"

I was still puzzled since all I could feel that I was in a child's body. I was wearing very rough nightwear, pajama WITHOUT ANY DAMN ELASTIC. Gosh, I hate trousers without stretchable elastic since it prevents you from rubbing your dick directly.

Ahem anyway, I clearly remembered that I was an adult with an interest in traveling all around the world with a cheerful and loving personality yet… I was not able to recall the damn thing. It was like I could only remember things in words yet not able to recall a single picture or memory.

I held my head trying my best to recall what was on my mind yet didn't get any clue. I sighed and get up from the bed, which was not so comfortable, and walked towards the window.

"Wow…"

As a fan of exploration, when I looked at the sky, I couldn't hold my excitement. The sky was so clear that stars were glittering brightly like sprinkles but what fascinated me the most were two moons of different color side by side. The smaller one was reddish while the bigger one white like the one I can recall before.

Instead of smiling like a fanboy, I just curved my lips as to owe sky my sacred smile. I didn't think much and turned my gaze down and saw many small houses with windows glowing.

I could see some folks still outside sitting on charpai (a traditional woven four-footed bed used across South Asia) laughing and talking. Some were also strolling near the building I was in, with large spears on their hands.

It seemed like I was in a castle or something from the height of the place I was standing compared to the rest of the structures. The point that I was able to see people from hundreds of meters away didn't cross my mind at that time as I was only focusing on getting to know my surroundings in a seemingly composed and relaxed way.

I crossed my arms and smirked looking at the people with narrow eyes like looking on… ants?

"What am I thinking?"

It seemed like my body was very different compared to my inner personality. At least that's what I was thinking since I was never being rude to people. Instead of a smile, I just smirked which was a little new to me.

Gasp*

I heard a gasp and turned around to see a woman wearing a traditional eastern servant outfit covering her face with thin silk.

"Young master…!"

Women said with widened eyes and hands on her cheeks.

"What is it?" These were the words that proudly came out from my mouth instead of 'Miss, can you tell me where am I?'

"Young master has woken up!..." She ran away shouting those words before I could correct myself and ask her.

"Humph, what a hasty woman…"

Again I wanted to say 'What the hell you mean "young master"?!' but my mouth and my mind didn't seem to work simultaneously. It seemed like I was in a proud young master's body that I seem to recall from wuxia novels.

I shook my head and my sight fell on a small round mirror placed on a wooden cabinet. Curios about my appearance, I walked towards the mirror and saw my face first time.

Holly molly!! Who is this extremely cute kid?? He had silky blond air and blood-red eyes that could see directly to your soul. Apparently, this kid was me, and dang it, I am cute.

If I was in my previous body, I would likely be hugging the kid and taking some photos since I like children even if they are a pain in the ass. It was another thing that I was contracted by a certain western agency after that.

However, I thought that I could remember this face of a certain arrogant prick yet I don't.

Then I felt a presence near me. When I turned around, I saw a woman with long blond hair, fair skin, and purple eyes as if a goddess looking at me with a shocked expression.

"My baby!!!!!!" She yelled and launched herself towards me. Before I could even move an inch, my head was buried in her bosoms as she hugged me tightly. But instead of the erotic sensation that readers are imagining, it was hell to me as I started to suffocate and her grip was so tight that my skull could break apart any time.

It was a monstrous grip that could easily crush a wooden plank as my survival began with my life on the line.

"Hmm Hmmm!!" I tried to scream, 'Release me this instant woman or I would die!' but I could only mumble and pat her back slowly since she was hugging me tightly.

"Oh, my dear son~!" She was rubbing her strong chin on my head which further increased the pressure on my head.

Slowly I started to lose consciousness after just waking a couple of minutes ago.

"Hey, you should release him a bit."

I heard a manly voice but my vision was already blurry to see the face of the man however, I think he was my father if this dangerous woman was my mother.

"Oh my god! Gil, GIL!!"

I could only hear her cry before losing my consciousness again. I thought that I made the world record of the shortest time spend as an isekai protagonist surviving for just a couple of minutes before dying at the loving hands of my mother. I became Santino Marella of the isekai world for the shortest time.