The Beginning of Everything

I was a once a Royal prince in the kingdom of XXX, and was Bedridden almost all the time because of some illness that can't be cured. I was getting sick of this imprisoned life, and was seeking for the outside world. Because of the illness I was feeling excruciating pain every damn day. It was truly hell, until I died because of this illness. I was actually happy dying then living that life of hell.

(Huh!? Aren't I supposed to be dead?! Wh-Where am I?! Why is this place so old and dirty?!)

"Hey Dine, look! Look at our baby. He is so adorable."

"Ohhh! Look at my adorable kid here. What is his name gonna be?"

"How does Arne sound. I think it's a very good name fitting for our baby."

"Ohhh! From now on you are Arne, my boy."

(Who are they? Why are they wearing such ragged clothes? Are they commoners?!)