I Slept and my Rule Ended

It has been 30 years since I conquered this world, called Dzejia. As the Demon King, people thought I was gonna destroy everything but, yeah, that's boring, isn't it?

So from the 49 nations that surrendered. I only ask them to send their most beautiful woman be it royalty or not. And from those 49, I sired 49 children, well 50 since one of them gave birth to a twin.

During the 30 years of Dark Times or Peaceful Times? Well, I got too bored to attack them when I already defeated each of their Heroes. May they rest in peace.

Some of those nations secretly built up their armies to rebel against my rule.

On the 5th year, the Sacred Territory sent a 10-thousand man army to retake their capital that housed my envoy. Err, well, it's still standing until this day so the result is apparent.

Just after 5 years of silence from me, those people forgot the strength of my army. Just one Envoy can crush everyone in their nation. It's my command not to raze or destroy them that let their history continue.

But yeah, year after year, someone will rebel and all will be crushed. So in my boredom, my children who are also bored by staying at our castle cooked up a plan.

"Father, my suggestion is to send each of us to every nations."

Said my Eldest Son.

"And have us compete with each other."

Added my Eldest Daughter.

"Isn't that boring? What will you guys do?"

Asked my Youngest Son.

"Pose as a Hero?"

Answered my Youngest Daughter.

"That sounds interesting."

Chimed my 3rd Daughter.

"Still boring."

Declared the elder twin.

"Right. What can a Hero do?"

Asked the younger twin

"I read from the Books that they're supposed to kill Dad."

Answered my 5th Son.

"No one can kill him. Look. Even his lowest grunt can massacre a Human Army."

Said my 8th Daughter.

"Enough. Just talk to yourself before piling up your ideas in front of me. I'll be accompanying your mothers on a sightseeing trip around the world. Present your best idea when we got back from it. Are we clear?"

I declared when I grew tired listening to their useless suggestions. Well we won't really do it, I'm just making excuses to get out of that boring discussion.

So yeah. What could really make this world interesting?

Ah. I should consult that Goddess. She seemed to be moving behind my back. She thought she's clever enough to incite those nations to rebel. Tsk tsk. If only she surrender herself to me then I would have a Half-God Son or Daughter.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my spine. This feeling.

"Err. 1st wife. I know you can read minds but can you put off reading mine?"

"You're thinking about that Goddess again, dear. Remember what you promised me?"

My 1st wife, the most beautiful girl from the Spirit Race. She's the one who declared herself my Queen but yeah, I never decided on who anyway since it's troublesome to pick one from every beautiful woman of their race.

Ah. How can I make this world interesting? Should I start a massacre? Should I secretly train a Hero then kill him right after? Boring.

I guess. I'll sleep. I'll wake up in 30 years.

I closed my eyes and 30 years really passed. But where is this? Where is my huge ass castle and my beautiful wives?

Eh?

Did my rule ended while I sleep?

I look around and found nothing.

Did my world ended?

Suddenly a beautiful woman with wings. Ah. She's that Goddess. Anyway this beautiful winged Goddess appeared out of nowhere.

"Demon King! How dare you show yourself?!"

"What? What happened?

"Huh? You didn't know?"

"Can't you see I just woke up?"

"What the hell? Ah. Shit. Don't let a Goddess spout a curse."

"That foul mouth of yours never changed. So tell me, what happened?"

"You idiot of a Demon King. Where were you when your children ran rampart?"

"Sleeping? Duh."

"I see. Like father like sons and daughters."

"Get straight to the point chicken goddess."

"What the fuck is wrong with you? How am I a chicken? Look at my wings! Ah Shit. I'm getting dragged down by you. Ever since 60 years ago. I turned you down and you started calling me chicken."

"Ah. Well. I wanted you before. Sucks that you don't want to sire my child."

"We're getting out of topic idiot Demon King."

"You're the one derailing. I keep asking what happened and you just spout and flaunt that chicken wing of yours."

"Argh. I give up. Just look around you."

"Already did."

"What do you think?"

"It's peaceful, isn't it?"

"Huh? Fuck. I give up."

"You foul mouthed chicken. Stop and explain.

With a bit of a magical power, I stopped the fleeing Goddess. Ah. That feels good. I never flexed like this for a long time.

So uh. Long story short. This chicken goddess told me about what my children did when they found out I will be sleeping for 30 years.

Each of them took the kingdom of their mothers for themselves and built their army to massacre and end my rule. They tried to kill me too but none of them have the power so they left me behind in these ruins.

Now, the 49 nations stood taller than the height of my World Conquest. And are now fighting against each other under the lead of my children.

Those kids. I see. They're too bored like me. But yeah, I guess I need to discipline them?

"Chicken Goddess, what's the situation? Where are my beautiful wives?"

"Ask your children, they take their own mothers. No. It's their mothers who instigated them to do all those."

Ah. Those women needs disciplining too.

"But, I'm too lazy to work. Chicken Goddess, come here and make love with me."

"What the fuck?! Have you gone mad?"

"No. Just horny."

"This fucking Demon King."

"Yeah yeah. Be obedient and sire my 51st child."

And with that. I defiled the Chicken Goddess. Well, not really. This girl also wants to go under me before but that 1st wife of mine threatened her so when I asked, she turned me down. Yeah. You're probably wondering how a Spirit Race threaten a Goddess. Well, she's just a newborn goddess with only those wings to flaunt about.

I guess. I'll start disciplining those kids and their mothers.

"Hey? Until when will you sleep? I only did you once."

"Idiot Demon King. I was waiting for 60 years, dreaming for a romantic first night with you. But you just took me on a whim."

"Don't worry. I'll take you with me and show our lovemaking to my disobedient wives. Ruining my boring err peaceful world to this degree."

"You, did you just say boring?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it boring? Now they made it a little interesting."

"I can't really understand you."

"You don't need to. You're now my Queen. See how they will fume when they heard about it."

"Q-queen. Are you serious?"

"Of course. Come here. Let's go to the first child to discipline."

"Wait. But why did you change your appearance?"

"Well, it will be boring if I just steamroll them, right?

"What about me?"

"Let's see. Let's take off that chicken wings of yours."

"Noo. This is the only one that can prove I'm a Goddess "

"And what kind of Goddess are you again?"

"I'm a Goddess of Luck!"

"Ah. But aren't you unlucky?"

"Because you're the guy with the biggest luck here!"

"Ah. Right. There's that."

Anyway. So. I was off to discipline my children and wives who ran rampant while I sleep.

I have to be a good father, sometimes. Isn't father's day around the corner?

"No. There's not a concept like that in this world."

"Hey. You're not my 1st wife. Why are you reading my thoughts?"

"Your thoughts are leaking out."

"Haa. Lets go Queen Chicken.

"Hey. I have a name!"

"Really? I never thought of that."

"You're so rude to me since the first time I met you. I'm Angelina. Don't forget."

"Okay Queen Chicken."

"Haa. I give up with this fucking guy."

Among the 49 nations, there are those small enough to barely be called a nation. Well then, let's start with that. To the Goblin Kingdom, Goblan.

"Did you made up a new name for that kingdom?"

"Don't mind the details. As long as there's Gob. It's fine."

"So what will we do?"

"Enter their community of course. We'll pose as a newly married goblins.".

"What the fuck? Can't you just go straight to their capital and spank that son and wife of yours?"

"No. Where's the fun in that? They won't see us coming."

"Uh. Okay."

"Ah. Before that. I have to make sure I impregnate you. Let's stay here for a month."

"Fuck you. Stay away from me."

"Okay. One week. You're my queen. Act like it."

"Oh God. Why do I have to fall for this idiot?"

7 days later, in the outskirts of the Goblin Kingdom, Goblam? Ah. Anyway, right. We're now disguised as Goblins. My Chicken Queen was pouty all over the journey. She softened up a bit after 7 days of our lovemaking so I guess this is just her being moody?

"Halt."

Suddenly a goblin holding a pitchfork stopped us at the town entrance.

"What is it?"

"I don't remember your faces before. You new?"

"Neither do I."

"Huh? You're rude. Must be bad for this beautiful wife of yours. Let me have a go with her and you can enter."

Ah. This is the woe of the weak.

"Husband, can I kill him?"

"No. We're not here for that. Just take away his luck."

Right she's a Goddess of Luck, it's easy for her to do that.

Stretching out her hands, this Chicken Queen of mine or what was her name again? Anyway, that's that. She took this poor guy's luck. Immediately after that, he slipped out of nothing at all and fell unconscious.

With that, we successfully entered the first of 49 nations where my children ran rampart.

Wait. I am forgetting something, aren't I?

Is this about those useless discussion of them? Well, off I go to discipline my 14th son and my 28th wife. A pair of goblin mother and son.