My Lord Heir, You Are No Longer Adopted

I didn’t have a Code, and I hadn’t killed any monsters. I’m just an ordinary prince from a distant galaxy. A little necromancer, a little demonologist, a little dark wizard…

…Okay, I lied. A lot.

But everything changes when Dad bursts into the throne hall and yells:

«Until you conquer Earth, you won’t get the throne! And resurrect Mom too—she’s a Terran. Oh, you didn’t know? Welcome home, son! By the way, about the son…»

And now I’m on Earth. I have scoliosis, flat feet, and FIVE sisters in one apartment. And they’re taking me to an orphanage, even though I’m an adult. Seriously…

Do I at least have my powers with me? Uh-huh. Then we’ll fight! So I’m asking just once: where. Is. My. Mother?