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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 skies above the continent darkened as an unnatural eclipse spread across the heavens. The sun, once bright and golden, was now swallowed by an ominous void. The air grew heavy. A dreadful pressure descended upon the world—one that only the strongest beings could even comprehend.

In the Luminous Estate, Frank sat lazily on a cushioned chair, sipping tea. His golden eyes flickered toward the sky.

"So, they actually did it," he mused, watching as divine armies descended from the heavens.

Angelic beings with radiant wings, divine knights clad in armor forged from the essence of the stars, and celestial beasts that roared with godly might—all of them poured into the mortal world like a divine flood.

At the forefront of this divine invasion was Thalvion, the God of War. His golden warhammer pulsed with destructive energy. His presence alone made the air tremble.

"Frank Luminous!" Thalvion's voice boomed, shaking mountains and sending shockwaves across the land. "By decree of the divine council, you are to be sealed for eternity! Your existence is a stain upon the gods, and we shall correct this abomination!"

The divine forces readied their weapons, their auras merging into an overwhelming storm of power. This was a force that had wiped out countless civilizations before. A power that no mortal—no matter how strong—could ever hope to resist.

He simply took another sip of his tea.

Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, he erased Thalvion's warhammer from existence.

The divine weapon, an artifact forged in the heart of a collapsing star, simply vanished. No explosion. No trace. Gone.

Thalvion's face paled. He looked at his empty hands in disbelief.

Frank finally stood up, stretching his arms. His movements were slow, relaxed—almost like he had just woken up from a nap. Then, he looked at the gathered divine army.

"Alright," he sighed, cracking his neck. "Let's get this over with."

The next moment, everything changed.

The divine soldiers felt it first—a weight that crushed their very souls. Their divine weapons crumbled. Their bodies refused to move. Even Thalvion, the mighty God of War, found himself frozen in place.

Frank's aura had finally been revealed.

It wasn't just power. It was an absolute law. A truth that no god, no universe, no concept could deny. Frank existed beyond all things.

And in that moment, the gods understood the horrible mistake they had made.

Frank took a step forward. The heavens shattered.

Thalvion, for the first time in his existence, felt fear.

Chapter 33 – The Gods’ First Strike