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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

A Silence That Shook the Heavens

The Celestial Realm was in absolute ruin.

Gods sat frozen on their thrones, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

The Forgotten One—their ultimate weapon, a force beyond even the divine—had fled.

Tyran, the God of War, clenched his fists. His once-proud golden armor was now dim, his war-hardened face twisted in disbelief. "This can't be happening…"

Astraea, the Goddess of Wisdom, stared at the empty space where the Forgotten One once stood. Her divine eyes, which had seen through the secrets of the universe, now held only fear.

"Frank Luminous…" she whispered.

The name alone sent shivers through the gods.

A deity who controlled the fates of millions, a being who had shaped entire civilizations, trembled.

Tyran gritted his teeth. "Are we just going to let him—"

Astraea cut him off. "What else can we do?"

Her voice was hollow. Her pride, shattered.

"If even the Forgotten One refused to face him, what makes you think we stand a chance?"

For the first time in history, the gods had no answer.

The Mortal World Reacts

Meanwhile, back on the continent, the events in the heavens had sent ripples through reality.

The people could feel it.

Somewhere deep in their souls, an instinctive fear crept in—a fear of something far beyond their comprehension.

In the Holy Kingdom of Solara, the Pope knelt before the divine altar, his hands trembling.

"What… what have we angered?"

In the Martial Empire, the Grandmaster of the Heavenly Blade Sect clutched his sword. For the first time in centuries, his grip was unsteady.

And in the dark corners of the world, where forbidden cults whispered secrets only the insane dared to believe… they laughed.

"The slumbering god remains untouched."

"The heavens tremble before his name."

Back at the Luminous Estate

Frank Luminous took another bite of his meal.

The noodles were still warm, the broth rich with flavor.

He sighed in satisfaction. "Perfect."

Across from him, Elise had completely lost it.

Her eyes darted between him and the sky.

"Frank. You—just—WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!"

"The sky split open! A literal nightmare monster appeared! It said your name and then ran away!"

Frank shrugged. "Yeah, and?"

She threw her hands in the air. "AND?! AND?! Do you even understand what just happened?!"

Frank picked up another dumpling. "Yeah. Some big scary thing got summoned, saw me, and left."

Elise grabbed her head. "Why?! How?! Who even are you?!"

Frank smirked. "I'm Frank Luminous."

She screamed into her hands.

The Gods' Last Desperate Plan

Back in the Celestial Realm, the gods sat in silence.

Astraea slowly exhaled. There was only one path left.

"We must send an envoy."

Astraea nodded. "A messenger. A god that will go to Frank Luminous… and beg."

The gods recoiled. Beg? A mortal?

Tyran clenched his fists. "That's humiliating."

Astraea's voice was cold.

"Do you want to be erased?"

Finally, Astraea spoke again. "I will go."

Tyran's eyes widened. "You? The Goddess of Wisdom?!"

Astraea's voice was firm. "I am the only one who understands how delicate this situation is."

She turned, her celestial robes flowing like the tides of destiny.

"Frank Luminous has shown no interest in ruling. That is our only advantage."

She stepped forward. "If we act wisely… we might survive."

Astraea vanished in a flash of divine light, descending toward the mortal realm.

Frank's Peace is About to Be Disturbed… Again.

As Frank finished his meal, a golden light appeared outside his estate.

Elise nearly choked. "I—THAT—"

Frank sighed. "Great. More visitors."

He stretched lazily. "Guess I gotta deal with this now."

Chapter 21: The Gods' Last Hope