not my world

"UGH!" What the hell's this headache

"We did it!! We managed to summon a hero!!" 

"We actually managed to summon a hero!!" 

Who In the hell is screaming?

"Agh" why is everything so bright!!

I tried opening my eyes but everything was bright as if I just woke up, it felt too sensitive. I squinted my eyes to at least assess my situation, but unfortunately everything was blurry. I couldn't make out what they were talking about nor their looks. I only hoped that my vision would adjust to the bright environment.

I'm sure this isn't home, so where am I?

When I tried to recall my memories; I could hear people saying "why do they look like that?" "They look so gloomy?" "Why was a girl summoned?" and "why is she covered in blood?".

It's slow but my senses are coming back.

I couldn't understand them in my half numb state but I could understand what they were saying. "Welcome Hero to the kingdom of Muris" said a voice that sounded old as bones, but yet strong like a lion's roar at a battlefield.

"Kingdom of Muris?" I whispered.

He's old, incredibly old.

As my eyes started to get accustomed to the light's intensity, I could now start to squint my eyes to see who this old man was. Until I could see everything with wide eyes.

What I saw was not what I would have imagined a royal castle to look; all ruined and tarnished banners contained different crests ripped, and a injured old man with tattered royal cloths and on the wall I see blood scribbled to write out 'come fight me hero' with a old lady's head impaled above the writing.

"As you can see, hero. we have suffered a surprise attack, millions have died including my wife. I tried to protect my family but I even failed at that" the old man's stoke voice that I heard turned into that of shriveled, and despised old man.

"Beatrice My daughter, can you lead the hero to her room" said the old man in a calm and reassuring tone.

"Yes, father" I heard a voice calm as the ocean can be,  kind and soothing as a breeze within a field of flowers.

Coming down the stairs I saw the princess and her beaty. With her golden hair and emerald eyes. Even with her looks she looked tattered and ripped, not like her fathers clothes, you could still tell what the dress is and how magnificent it was made, as if they were inspired by an all blue ocean.

"Come hero I shall show you, your room" the princes said with an ever calm, but she really couldn't stop her trembling.

As she led me to the room, she suddenly faced me with a strong conviction that I couldn't help but be flustered "hero, from now on you are the kingdom's hero! Your only job is to protect the royal family!"

And here I thought she was kind.

"Here's your room" her demeanor quickly changed from demanding to considered.

"To be honest we were expecting a man not you, they will bring the lingerie here soon. Before I leave the clothes should be in drawers next to the bed." 

When I entered the room I expected it to be similar to a tavern seen in isekai anime but instead the room looked white, a room filled with golden white rooms, something you wouldn't imagine seeing anywhere else. It was far too beautiful for me to ever call this 'my room'.

I wonder where's the bath, I don't see anywhere to take a bath nor shower, just a restroom with a toilet and sink. "Makes sense for a world full of magic." I whispered until I heard a sudden knocking at the door.

"Hero the king wishes to give you a gift!"

"I'm coming!"

When I opened the door I saw a man around my height, unlike where I lived there was no one in the same height as me except for my brother. His hair was slightly simler with curls like the princess but instead of long and golden it was short and black with a hint of a purple hue. And his galaxy purple eyes filled with conviction and revenge. He was wearing a pure white armor with a short blade on his left side and holding a long blade.

"hero, I'm Henry the second son of the king and people perceive me as one of the strongest knights of the Muris."

"The second son, why would the king send the second son to give a gift?" if it's a gift then wouldn't it be better to give it to me after I kill the demon king or after I do my training, and why send his son the strongest warrior? 

But as soon as the questions came; as soon where they answered "can I come in?"

"Yea, yes you may"

As he entered I led him to a chair while I went on to sit on the bed. "This room really gives me nostalgia" he looked around the room as if he hasn't been in here for years "this was my mothers room, she really loved the white and gold style" I got up from the bed and started apologizing profusely to him "I really didn't know this was your mothers room"

"Don't worry my mother was a huge fan of female warriors she'd be astatic knowing her room would be of use to the hero" he had a very sad expression, I guess the princess also feels that way can let go of the fact her mother died and wishes for me to protect her family well more like demanding me to.  And then he hands me the blade the he had "this is my father's holy sword it's was made by the dwarves  who has great admiration of my father" 

I unsheathed the blade but to my surprised almost the whole blade was gone, but even with that the blade had a beauty to it, I could tell the craftsmanship was filled with love and how hard they made sure that not only would the blade contain holy power but to also look pure with the finest details. It gave me a nostalgic feeling of when I was 5 my brother broke into a smithy and demanded a competition with them, and when he lost he brought me to look at the blades that were made and taught me how to read the works of any craftsmen and its beauty.

The prince suddenly grabbed my hand and demanded me to let him join to kill the demon king "I won't be a burden to you I promise, I'll become stronger if you wont or even relinquish my title as prince so please" I must have a thing with people that have strong conviction because yet again I fluster when he looked at me like that "alright! You can join, just back up!"

As the prince thanked me I heard knocking on the door "hero, your lingerie is here!"

"Jeez, I'll never get accustomed to the name hero." as I sighed I stood up and went to the door "then what do you prefer to call you then?" that was fare too easy of a question, it's not a matter of calling but 'what my name is' "my name is Shiroi, and just call me Shiroi"

"Alright Shiroi, the hero of Muris if you need anything just call us"

"Well Henry prince the second prince and one of the strongest knights if you could do me one more favor please lead me to the bath"