Tales of A Rogue King

"Your Father, Mother, Uncle... they are all dead. there's no one to protect you anymore. Are you really going to fight against us, more than a hundred Gods, all on your own, Prince?" The golden haired man with a golden halo around him declared with a confident voice which had a hint of fear hidden in it. "Heh... indeed. They are all dead." A handsome man with Black Hair and Purple eyes murmured with a scoff "And I know very well who was responsible for that." The Black-haired man looked up at the figures of More than a hundred Gods "You Already know my answer. So, let's just Get this over with." And Started the Devastating 1 Vs 100+ War between Gods. A war so destructive that it deserved the Name 'Ragnarok'-The War of End. -------------- I, Tyler Von Regulus Have a Hard life. Very Hard Life, in fact. I am The third prince of an entire Nation, Not The First prince or the Crown prince but the Third prince. I have an Overly Doting Mother. Not a Strict mother who will force me to study or practice sword or Magic or Force me to get stronger. I was ignored and Neglected by my own Father, the king. Despite having the Finest living place, Most delicious food, the best clothes, Tens of maids at my service, best books on various topics and a Mother's love, I did not receive a Father's Love. I did not have any goals or ambition. The life of an idle prince was just that tiresome. That was Until everything changed on one not-so-special morning... I gained the foreign memories of a man from a different world, a modern world called earth. He was A corporate slave on earth, named Nick, Who had lost almost all the people he ever loved, His Aunt, Grandparents, Big brother, best friend and even his parents and was just living an empty life until one day, he got hit by a truck. From Nick's memories, I also realized that the world where I am living in, my world is actually an RPG game that Nick used to play. And I, myself am a character of that very game. Not the Hero, Not a Support role, Not even a villain. I am just a Villainous mob. You know, the typical mob bully guy! The type who is Like a Class bully, who would normally be the First lucky guy to get his ass handed over by the Protagonist, within the starting 5 chapters of the story. Yeah, That would be Me. Nice to meet ya. The good news is that My character doesn't die in the game ...I think ? I'm not sure. Nick only played the first part of the Game and the rest? I have no memories. Which means, I don't even have the Classic cheat of every transmigrator, 'The Information of the future'. So, Am i cooked ? Don't know. Maybe not. Since I still have About 9 years left, before the main story starts. So, I have 9 certain years left to live. So, like any typical smartass, After Exploring all my available options like Fleeing from the Royal palace and live a farming slow-life in the countryside or marrying myself off to a rich lady and many other options, I have decided to be the king. Why? well, Why not! I am a prince so why should i not Strive for the goal of becoming a king ? And, Not to mention... [STATS WINDOW ACTIVATED] It doesn't seem like a pipe dream. ---------------- A/N: This story will heavily focus on Several things like action, adventures, slice-of-life etc. The first part will focus a lot on the SOL aspect. And please leave comments. P.S: The pacing might seem a bit slow at first, So I would Recommend you to keep your patience. But since the chapters are not really super long, it should be a piece of cake for an experienced reader like you, Right ? ...or not ?