"Today, on Nartisse, a small spice planet on the edge of N, there was an attack by A" a beautiful and pleasant voice proclaimed from within a luxurious television made of gold, with ruby inlays on its periphery. This was a woman's voice.
"It is becoming increasingly noticeable that A is intensifying its war against all galaxies. The A galaxy is gaining more and more military power, and using more poisons from Verui, a dwarf planet located on the fringes of V. In a brutal manner, the A galaxy has already conquered the galaxies of the first Volytur and plans to conquer the rest. Ariana, the queen of A, left a short message for the king of Z, the most powerful galaxy in this world – "Listen to me carefully, Zickony, you're next. I'm going to kill you and sell your children into slavery, and your daughter… I'm thinking of feeding her to the gang of rippers, how about that, oh great king! Of course, if you surrender, no way"—but before the news could finish, I get up, grab the remote control, and send it to the television.
It immediately breaks and falls onto the imported marble floor of T that my great-great-grandfather received as a gift from Tulamas Tretei.
"You dared to speak to my father like that, you bitch!? Kill you, huh? Maybe I should! You've been dreaming too much, maybe I should remind you who's in charge in this world, you rat! My family rules and you obey! It's so simple, but it seems that by giving you a hand, I've already lost an arm. I told you, father, kill her and stay with A, but no, look where we are! Look and tell me: ´It did us good to leave that woman alive. But don't worry, I'll kill her!`" I say to the television, destroyed with rage.
I get up and prepare my clothes to take a shower. After all, today is a very special day. Today is the day I become the king of an entire galaxy, and not just any galaxy, the strongest and richest of all.
Everything I see when I look out the window will be mine. Everything...
When I enter the bathroom to take a shower, I am confronted with the smell of a decomposing body. I look down and see the destroyed face of a slave I raped and dismembered a few days ago.
She was young and belonged to my fat cousin Zérias Malor, and since nobody liked the pig, I decided I would take his wife and his prettiest slave, and that's exactly what I did.
Due to the fact that his wife belonged to a noble family of Z, I was forced to seduce her in order to get under her sheets; I couldn't simply rape her, as I did to the slave girl.
My cousin, a great coward, committed suicide when he found out.
I sent him a video, with everything included, even the dismemberment of the beautiful, poor slave girl.
Now that I look at the small portion of her face that was "intact," the part I didn't cut or smash with a stone, she was the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my hands on.
I hope one day to find the mother of such a beautiful work of art and do the same to her.
I walk past the body and take a cold shower, just to make sure I don't fall asleep in the coronation hall or the ballroom.
Before every important event involving nobles, there is, as a rule, a grand ball, to create relationships between the various families, and galaxies in rarer cases.
And it was in these situations that my father tried to introduce me to some spoiled and stupid girl, and I, being the gentleman I am, said no, but he always ended up winning.
I may be many bad things, but if there is Something I'm proud of is being my father's son, and because of that, I always ended up doing what he wanted. I loved him, I loved my brothers, and I won't even mention my dear sister...
If there was one woman I wouldn't be able to raise my hand or my voice to, that woman is my sister. But that doesn't mean I don't want her, quite the opposite... Anyway, I finish taking a shower and return to my bed with a smile.
There were a total of twenty-seven galaxies, each from A to Z, excluding the Milky Way.
And each of these galaxies possessed its own system of existence, the only thing they all had in common being that A was naturally the weakest galaxy and Z the strongest; from A to Z, power and wealth were gradual.
And I, Zirinos Malos or Malor, for those further away, was the crown prince of the most powerful galaxy, that is, not counting R, after all, they have the father of the deities—Rhinorius Sturk.
As future king, I reaffirm that everything, from the women to the lives of the children and the men, will be mine. I salivate at the mere thought of power... and my sister... When I become king, I will marry her and have five children.
Am I a bad person?
Before you use that word to characterize me, I want you to know—what does bad mean?
What makes an action truly bad?
I am not bad! Or am I?
The sad truth in this situation is that I have the capacity to feel love, but only for my own; I enjoy the suffering of others, especially women, and that's all. Therefore, no,
I am merely an animal seeking pleasure, like a lion hunting a weak and sweet gazelle. If I am evil, then the lion is too!
Before I could delve deeper into my thoughts, I heard a light knock on the door; it was undoubtedly a maid.
I opened the door and found myself face to face with a beautiful maid with short pink hair and a small but "abundant" body.
Her flesh was beautiful and looked delicious. I wanted to see what she was carrying under her clothes, I wanted to know if it was also pink and fluffy like her cheeks. But there was no time for that.
"My lord, I bring you a small gift from your father," she said, raising her fist and bowing. "The king requests that you use it at this moment." And so, I took what she was carrying. It was a perfume...
"What useless rubbish," I said, then went to grab the knife I was carrying by the door to kill her, but decided against it. So I raise my hand and give her a big slap on her plump ass.
What a majestic sight, the buttock where I hit her immediately jiggled, but she didn't make a sound or even try to stop it. And honestly, that annoyed me, but never mind, when this is over, I want to see if she won't make a sound.
"Very well... You can go now." And she leaves.
I see you don't talk much. You were well trained to be employed here. I will have great pleasure in playing with you.
"Wait..." And she turns around.
"Yes, sir?"
"What is your name?"
"Lana Leyck, sir. Anything else?"
"No, you can go" and I smile.
Good luck, my toy. I hope you're ready for tomorrow.
I haven't even cleaned the body I have in the bathroom yet and I'm already thinking about putting another one there. Besides, where the hell am I going to hide the girl I have in the bathroom?
There are many maids moving around the entire palace. I suppose I'll have to hide it in a few days, or perhaps give it to the dogs at night.
Either way, the body stinks, and that's the only bad part about killing and still using the body from time to time.
Damn, this slave is giving me so much trouble, I can't wait for the maid. Maybe I'll force her to eat the whole body. She'll certainly like it.
I personally wouldn't, but then again, my opinion is the only one that matters.
After applying the perfume, I finally leave my room and go to the ballroom.
Upon arriving, all eyes fall on me in astonishment.
I was well-dressed and handsome, with curly hair half yellow and half red with a black streak. The women looked at me with love, the children with admiration, and the men with respect.
Only if they knew what I am capable of doing to their children and daughters or even wives.... Well, they don't know, and that's what matters. I greet all the nobles who appeared. Although this was an important date, the kings of other galaxies were unable to appear due to the war with A. Therefore, only the nobles of my land were present.
My father was the last to speak to me.
"My son, how are you?" the man asks me as he walks towards me with a wide smile on his face. This great man is my father. Zickony.
"I am very well, my father. And from what I see, you are also very well," I declare while bowing.
"Very well? Oh, no, my son, I am much better than just very well. I feel capable of fighting an Eternyur and perhaps lasting five minutes, who knows," and he winks at me. "Today, my son, today, you will receive what no one else dreams of, and with so much power in your hands, you will shape a beautiful future, I hope. Don't follow my grandfather's example. Ha-ha."
He takes a sip of the drink he carried in his large right hand. The old man smelled of alcohol, and not a little. He places his left hand on my shoulder and continues, now in a whisper "Do you see that girl?", and points to a girl with red hair, as beautiful as my sister. "She's the daughter of the king of R, Rico Reivalle, and, as you know, the man is already on his deathbed. If you manage to marry her, you'll have the divinity of R at your feet. How about that?"
Of all the women my father tried to introduce me to, this one is undoubtedly the most beautiful and useful, but knowing my father as I do, there's something strange here. And it was possible to see that by the way my father suddenly went to the bathroom. Damn it. I hope she's not crazy.
"Hi," the devil (daughter of King Rico) says.
"Hello, ma'am." And I grab her left hand to kiss it, a sign of trust and affection. She blushes slightly. "Your father, didn't he come?"
"Oh, no, prince. He couldn't, he's very ill, you know..."
Well, another galaxy for free. Now I just need to seduce her. Actually, I just need to talk, and the more I talk, the more she'll fall in love with me.
What can I say, I'm simply too handsome. But even so, my...
Sister still doesn't love me the way I want, tsk!
"Oh, how sad. Did you come here alone?" I feigned sadness.
"No, I brought thirty guards and ten knights, but they're not very good at pleasing a princess, they only think about fighting and honor and..." She started to cry and I hugged her while thinking to myself: Ten knights just to bring her here?! My father is right, I need to make her mine before some loser steals her. One knight is the same as a palace built of gold.
The ball went on and I danced with all the women who were here until my father went up on stage and started to speak.
Beside me were my brother Zequila, with black hair and a handsome but stern face, my brother Ziring, a small green cyclops, and my sister Zerane, with long, curly golden hair.
We were talking about Zass Zah, a nobleman who peed on a table a few minutes ago because he was drunk.
"Good morning to everyone present. Having you here fills me with joy and pride. Everyone left their planets to appear here, and for that I can only say thank you.
Everyone in the hall looked at him with pride and joy; this is the gentle king of Z.
"I think we all know who will become king," he says, looking at me with a broad smile. "But first, let me tell you a little story, the story of how I became king." He sighs. His face becomes serious. "I had a brother, and he was the genius of the family, the pride of the family, while I... I was nothing. My only quality was my effort and kindness, something that apparently my brother lacked. Months before my father turned fifty, a maid discovered that my genious brother was killing and raping children. Devastated, my father ordered my brother to be killed and, days later, he hinself commits suicide." The old man stops speaking and sighs. "And that's how I became king. What I mean by this is that a good man has nothing to fear. And I believe that my son is a good man. Trust your next king."
And in the room, exclamations of joy and applause are heard. I rise and go up to the stage, where the Pope awaited me with the crown in his hands beside my father.
This day will be the beginning of my empire, remember it well—
My father's head separates from his body and falls to the ground. In front of me stood a man with a beige mask that had an H over his left eye...