Mohitkumar

In his first life, losing the one he loved the most, grief overshadowed his life until death knocked on his door. 

He thought that he would finally be free from the nightmare but his life was far from over. 

He was reborn again. 

In the second life, he was reborn as the youngest prince of the strongest empire and was born with a silver spoon. 

He was married to five Beautiful goddesses. 

His first wife was The Empress of the neighbouring kingdom. 

His second wife was the Saintess of the Church.

His third wife was the daughter of the wealthiest merchant group.

His fourth wife is the Goddess of War on the battlefield.

His fifth wife was an assassin known as the Shadow queen who had been raised as his caretaker.


But who he was, he was just an imbecile, an idiot, a disgusting fat pig who was ostracised by society and spat upon.

 Unable to tolerate him, The Emperor cut him off from his family tree and stripped his title of Prince and banished him to a small vassal state for the rest of his life.

The Vassal state which was in shatter and had been usurped by the noble and was on verge of destruction.

But that was until one day lightning struck him and pulled by the mysterious strings of fate, his soul ended up in The Sanctum of Goddess.

And from there, his myth begins.........

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The Imbecile Lord Is Married to Five Beautiful Goddess

The commander gazed at the scene with a horrified expression.

His mind became numb, unable to think what to do next as the children made their way towards the huge doors.

He tried to think of the next step when he heard a series of bellows and two men fell on their knees and started to beg.

"What are you two doing?"He asked, taking a step back.

"Chief, please don't kill them. My child is among them."

"Please!! We beg you, please spare them."

"Many of these are the children from the surrounding villages."

The Chief froze on hearing their words and turned his attention towards the group of children who were slowly making their way here.

He was too afraid to even speculate what was going on.

Most of the people here were the common man and if one was found talented they were sent to special forces so all the people guarding here came from the nearby villages.

Chapter 139:Unknown Enemies