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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 Silent Colosseum

The Grand Colosseum, which had been filled with deafening cheers just moments ago, was now eerily silent.

Tens of thousands of spectators sat frozen, unable to process what they had just witnessed.

The hero of the continent, Leon Everhart, had thrown his most powerful attacks. He had unleashed everything—the divine strength blessed upon him by the gods.

He had failed to land a single hit.

Frank Luminous had done nothing.

No counterattacks. No defenses. He had barely even moved.

Leon's Realization

Leon knelt in the middle of the battlefield, his sword trembling in his grip.

His entire life, he had trained. He had fought. He had been told that he was destined to stand above all others.

Yet today, that belief had been shattered.

Frank had looked at him the same way one might look at an ant.

It wasn't arrogance. It wasn't cruelty.

It was indifference.

As if Leon had never even been a threat to begin with.

His mind screamed at him to deny it. To stand up. To fight again.

But his body refused to move.

A crushing weight settled on his shoulders.

For the first time in his life, Leon Everhart felt true despair.

Murmurs spread through the crowd like wildfire.

"Did… did that really just happen?"

"Leon didn't land a single hit."

"Is Frank… actually that strong?"

Many had called him the Lazy Lord. A disgrace. A fraud.

But now… doubt was creeping into their voices.

Nobles exchanged nervous glances. Adventurers who had once mocked Frank now watched him with wide eyes.

And in the royal box, King Alden III slowly clenched his fists.

"…That man is dangerous," the king muttered.

Meanwhile, Frank let out a deep sigh, stretching his arms.

"Well, that was a waste of time," he mumbled.

His golden eyes lazily scanned the crowd.

So much noise. So much unnecessary drama.

He just wanted to go home, take a nap, and maybe eat a good meal.

As he turned to leave, his eyes briefly landed on Leon.

The once-proud hero sat there, shoulders slumped, gripping his sword like it was the only thing holding him together.

It was the look of someone who had just realized how small they truly were.

Frank thought about saying something.

Instead, he patted Leon on the shoulder as he walked past him.

"Eat something and sleep it off. You'll feel better."

He didn't even have the strength to respond.

Leaving behind a shattered hero and a continent that had just begun to realize…

They had no idea who Frank Luminous really was.

Chapter 26: The Weight of Defeat