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

Everyone's attention was drawn towards the centre of the crater. A trail of black smoke clouded everyone's vision and tension started to rise to the peak.

The five protectors who came out of seclusion due to the world being threatened stood there in a stupor. Their faces were horrified and even in the wildest dream they could not have thought of such a scenario. Let alone speak, their body was restrained just by feeling the presence of the person behind the veil.

When the dust screen dispersed, a man with twisted limbs along with a bloodied body riddled with holes due to multiple stabs lay on the ground in a puddle of blood.

Christina, Athena, Yvonne and Catherine felt their heart being squeezed and tearing up seeing the pathetic state of Alex. However, that wasn't what frightened them rather the person who stood on Alex treated him like a grovel.

"Sisters, are you not going to greet me?"

Chapter 548:Death?