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In a world where strength determines fate, Frank Luminous was destined to reign supreme. By the time he turned one year old, he had already surpassed the gods, unlocked the mysteries of existence, and reached a level of power so absurd that nothing—not even divine intervention—could erase him.

And yet… he does nothing.

Instead of conquering nations, he sleeps.
Instead of fighting wars, he reads.
Instead of showing his strength, he eats and relaxes.

Because why bother? There’s no challenge, no rival, no threat that could ever make him take anything seriously.

The world, however, doesn’t see it that way. To them, he is "The Lazy Lord"—a noble disgrace who wastes away in luxury, unaware of the chaos beyond his lands. They mock him. They misunderstand him. They fear him.

But when the gods themselves attempt to erase his existence—only to fail—the world begins to realize the terrifying truth:

Frank Luminous is not lazy. He is simply beyond them.

And when they finally push him too far… they will learn what happens when the most powerful being in existence stops pretending to be idle.

A story of limitless power, misunderstood strength, and the quiet ruler who holds the fate of reality in his hands—whether he cares or not.

– An endless journey of battle, strategy, and absurd dominance awaits!

ETERNAL SLUMBER: THE LAZY LORD WHO RULES THE WORLD

Inside the Imperial Palace

The air inside the grand throne room was tense. Nobles and military officials stood in silence, their faces pale. The Emperor himself, Emperor Alden von Aurelius, sat on his golden throne, deep in thought.

He had just received the full report about what had happened at Luminous Manor.

A single snap of the fingers. That was all it took for Gale von Eberhart, the Empire's youngest prodigy, to be utterly destroyed.

Frank Luminous hadn't even taken the duel seriously.

The Emperor exhaled slowly, his fingers tapping against the armrest of his throne.

"…So, even one of our finest talents was nothing before him," Alden muttered.

An elderly noble stepped forward hesitantly. "Your Majesty, forgive me for saying this, but… is it truly wise to ignore the Luminous family? At this rate, Duke Reynard's loss will seem insignificant."

A general, clad in shining silver armor, gritted his teeth. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, Frank Luminous is too dangerous. If he ever decides to—"

Alden slowly leaned forward. "You all misunderstand something fundamental about Frank Luminous. He has no interest in politics, war, or power."

"But… but Your Majesty," another noble stammered, "surely someone with such overwhelming strength—"

"Would rule the world?" Alden finished the sentence for him. "Yes, if he wanted to. But he doesn't. And that is why we must leave him alone."

The throne room was quiet once more.

All eyes turned to the one who spoke—Crown Prince Damian von Aurelius.

The young prince stood near the Emperor's side, his silver hair gleaming under the light of the grand chandelier. His sharp blue eyes were filled with cautious calculation.

"The world is unpredictable," Damian continued. "No matter how much we believe Frank Luminous to be disinterested, the possibility remains. And if that day ever comes, will we truly have the power to stop him?"

His straightforward answer sent a chill through the room.

The nobles and generals exchanged nervous glances.

Damian narrowed his eyes. "Then, should we not at least prepare a contingency plan?"

Alden shook his head. "A contingency plan against what? Against someone who defeated a Duke and a prodigy without even trying?"

The Emperor glanced around the room. "We are not dealing with a normal powerhouse. Frank Luminous is beyond human comprehension. Even the gods remain silent. If they, with all their divine authority, choose not to interfere, why should we?"

Finally, Alden leaned back in his throne and sighed. "From this day forward, let it be known—the Luminous family is not to be touched. Any hostility against them is an act of suicide."

Back at Luminous Manor

Frank was, once again, lying on his couch. A book rested on his chest, and a warm cup of tea sat untouched on the table beside him.

Elise watched him with an unreadable expression.

Frank's golden eyes lazily opened. "Hm?"

"You do realize that the Emperor just declared your family untouchable, right?"

Elise's eye twitched. "You don't care at all, do you?"

Elise sighed in frustration. "Don't you realize that the entire Empire is now terrified of you?"

Frank reached for his tea and took a slow sip. "That just means fewer people will bother me. Sounds great."

Elise rubbed her temples. "At this rate, no one in the world will ever dare to fight you."

Frank set his cup down and smirked slightly.

And with that, he closed his eyes once more, returning to his peaceful nap, while the world trembled in fear of his existence.

Chapter 8: The Emperor’s Dilemma