Edward Strand (M), a hero who defeated a Demon Queen

I lived an ordinary mundane life as a 47-year-old man in the 1970s. My routine consisted of waking up early for work, clocking in at the office, and returning home exhausted every night. I lived in a small, cozy apartment with my loving wife and two children. My days were filled with the usual mundane tasks like cooking, cleaning, and running errands. On weekends, I would often take the family out for picnics or trips to the local amusement park. Then a speeding truck lost control and barrelled towards me. In a blur of motion, time seemed to slow down as I realised there was no way to avoid the impending collision. The world went black, and the last thing I remembered is feeling an intense pain before everything went silent. I found myself reincarnated into another world as a newborn baby boy. In this new world, I was born into a noble family. My brain was not yet fully developed, so most of my memories from my previous life were lost. This resulted in me growing up with vague memories of being somebody else, and strange memories that didn't make sense. As I grew older, my unusual memories continued to persist, nagging at the back of my mind.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had lived a life different from the one I was currently living. My parents, who were initially skeptical about my strange behaviour, eventually grew concerned and sought the help of a wise old sage, Aran Lightbringer. The sage listened intently as I described my experiences and memories. After some thought, he suggested that perhaps I had been reincarnated from another life. He explained that reincarnation was a natural cycle of life and ****, and that it was not uncommon for individuals to be born into different worlds each time they were reborn. With this new information, I began to accept my situation and decided to make the most of my new life. My father was killed by the Demon Queen. I was raised by Aran Lightbringer alongside Clarus Barrayuri, whose parents were also killed by the Demon Queen. Clarus was also a reincarnate from the same world as me. Clarus and I both trained diligently in the hopes of avenging our families and bringing peace to the land. Clarus lend a rebellion against the Demon Queen. During my adventures I fought in a tournament and won. However it turned out that fighting in tournament broadcasted what I was capable of to my enemies who adjusted their strategies round it, so I stopped fighting in them. I also gathered a harem of girls during my quest. I ended up fathering many children with them.

However in order to get House Taithleach to join my cause, I had to marry Ramela Taithleach. In the end, I was hailed as a hero for slaying the Demon Queen and restoring peace to the land.

With Ramela, I father two daughters, Clara and Marcia. However, I also discovered I had two other daughters, Ereyin and Saga, and a son, Larsen, from my harem. Ramela resented her stepchildren. She especially resented Ereyin, her Dark Elf appearance a constant reminder of my harem. This brings us to today. Ramela's hatred was so great she **** Larsen to strip naked in front of everyone at the feast. I felt a mixture of embarrassment and anger towards Ramela as I watched my son being humiliated. I knew that this wasn't his fault.

"My son has proven that he is a boy. Can he please be allowed to put his clothes back on?" I asked.

Queen Lirelia considered for a moment before nodding.

"Very well. You may put your clothes back on, Larsen."

As Larsen quickly dressed himself again, the silence in the hall seemed to weigh even heavier than before.

When he was finally done, he left the room in tears. I turned towards Ramela, ready to confront her about her behaviour. Ramela, her face flushed with anger and shame, refused to look at me.

"I... I'm sorry," she stuttered. "I shouldn't have done that. It's just... I can't help how I feel."

I sighed, knowing that this wouldn't be an easy situation to resolve.

"I understand how you feel, Ramela," I said, trying to keep my tone gentle yet firm. "But humiliating Larsen like that wasn't the right way to handle it. He didn't choose to be a part of my past. He deserves better than this."

I was about to go look for Larsen, when a messenger arrived. The messenger bowed deeply before presenting me with a scroll. As I unrolled it, my eyes widened in shock. The letter was from Ramela's sister, Elizabeth Lightbringer, the widow of Aran Lightbringer. I read the letter with growing dread. Queen Lirelia watched carefully as I read the letter, her expression unreadable. When I was done, I looked up at her, feeling a knot forming in my stomach. In the letter, Elizabeth said that Aran Lightbringer was murdered by the Borgiakings and that they planned to conspire against King Barrayuri. I was stunned by the revelation in the letter. I could not publicly accuse the Borgiakings without proof. I decided the best thing to was to travel back to the Imperial Providence with King Barrayuri to investigate the matter myself.