He's an Archaeologist. He often disappears whenever there is a new expedition to be part of. I normally wouldn't worry so much, but you know, the money problem.

[Honestly, he's at school so much that he seldom had time to worry about Uncle Barton anyways.]

...well like I said, I am allowed to cast a vote.

[He inhaled, preparing for a long explanation. This was so much easier when he had Isaac to do all the supernatural talk.]

Solomon, Son of David, was the Third King of Israel. God loved him and bestowed his wisdom upon him. Solomon chose to instead ally himself with demons, binding 72 of them to his will. They became his pillars and served him against their will. Most of them anyways.

And well anyways, Demons have a unique quirk in their biology. They can live long, immortal lives, but only if they undergo periods of sleep that can last a hundred years or more. Which as you can imagine is a bit of a problem.

Apparently even Lucifer, their ruler, has to abide by this rule. And of course, you cannot leave your throne empty. So they have decided to hold an election to choose the next candidate. And apparently, because Solomon bound 72 of them, they felt that gives him the right to elect the king.

And well, the idiot is long dead, so they decided that should fall to one his descendants, me.

[Who was also Solomon's reincarnation, but details, details.]

A few of them would like to make me very dead though, for various reasons. It's only so different from human politics if you think about it.