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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

The Battlefield of Fate

The Valerian Imperial Army stood at the edge of the Luminous territory, stretching as far as the eye could see. One million soldiers, each clad in the finest armor, wielding enchanted weapons blessed by the gods.

At the center of the battlefield, standing atop a grand warhorse, the Emperor of Valeria raised his sword.

"Today, we slay the false god!" his voice boomed across the field.

A thunderous roar erupted from the warriors behind him.

The King of Drakovia, clad in dragon-scale armor, stepped forward. "His legend ends today."

The Queen of Astra muttered a silent prayer before lifting her staff. "May the gods guide us."

A thousand war drums began to beat, shaking the very earth beneath them.

The greatest war in history was about to begin.

Frank's Uninterrupted Nap

Frank Luminous lay under his cherry blossom tree, completely oblivious.

Elise, however, stood nearby, her fists clenched in frustration.

"Frank. Frank. FRANK!"

Frank finally cracked one eye open. "What now?"

Elise pointed toward the massive army in the distance. "They're here!"

Frank lazily glanced toward the horizon, where the golden banners of the Valerian Empire fluttered in the wind.

Then he closed his eyes again.

Elise's patience snapped. "OH?! THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?!"

Elise gaped at him. "THAT'S THE PROBLEM YOU'RE FOCUSING ON?!"

The Emperor of Valeria raised his sword high into the sky.

"FOR THE GODS! ATTACK!"

A thousand archers loosed their arrows. The sky darkened as countless bolts rained down, descending upon Frank's resting place like an inescapable storm.

The world seemed to hold its breath.

The arrows stopped midair.

Frozen, as if time itself had bent to Frank's will.

Elise's eyes widened. The soldiers murmured in confusion. The rulers' faces paled.

Frank didn't even open his eyes. He just muttered, "Too noisy," and the arrows turned to dust.

A chill ran through the ranks of the million-strong army.

The King of Drakovia clenched his fists. "Mages! Launch the second wave!"

Thousands of sorcerers stepped forward, chanting in unison. The ground trembled as a sea of fire, bolts of lightning, and spears of ice erupted toward Frank's resting place.

But before the magic could reach him, the spells vanished.

Not deflected. Not blocked. They simply… ceased to exist.

Frank let out an annoyed sigh. "I said, too noisy."

The battlefield fell into silence.

From the Divine Realm, the gods watched in terror.

Tyran, the God of War, slammed his fist against his throne. "Impossible…"

Astraea, the Goddess of Fate, stared at the battlefield. "He didn't even move."

Instead, they witnessed a massacre without a single casualty.

Because no one could even touch Frank Luminous.

The War That Never Was

The Emperor of Valeria dropped his sword. His hands trembled. His breath was ragged.

The King of Drakovia took a step back.

The Queen of Astra whispered, "We cannot win."

A single man had crushed the greatest army in history… without lifting a finger.

Panic spread. Soldiers dropped their weapons. Generals fell to their knees.

The war was over before it even began.

Frank's Final Words

Frank, still lying down, lazily muttered, "Go away."

At that moment, an unseen force swept across the battlefield.

The entire million-man army vanished.

Sent back to their homelands, as if they had never left.

Frank yawned. "Finally. Peace and quiet."

Chapter 17: A War That Ended Before It Began