"You will die because of your people."
Malthus pointed his obscenely large sword at me like he was overcompensating for his celibacy.
All because my supposed subjects had been gossiping like bored housewives on a wine night.
I never jerked off from the castle's window. And even if I did, I definitely would've closed the curtains.
But that's not the point here.
Malthus was angry because I made a man pregnant by just a drop of my cum and apparently I am also the father of hundreds of children, some of them include Aliens too.
Malthus can never become a father so that must have hurt his Ego and now he was looking at me like I am the chosen one… for a hentai plot.
But I can't act cowardly now.
The whole world is watching me. I have to act like the King I am. Strong. Regal. Slightly moist.
But before that, I must do something to ensure my peace of mind.
Since Malthus can also hear the voices of the people watching this war, I have to make sure he doesn't hear the voices of those whom I care about.
So…
'Everyone, it's me. Racis. Don't speak. Don't even utter a word. If you want to say something, don't use the word 'son' at all. And Sophia, your brother is also fine. So don't say anything too. Otherwise this red demon will kill all of you. And grandma don't worry. I'll be fine.'
"My brother? I have no brother."
'I am not talking about you, aunty. I meant Erect's sister. You can talk for all I care.'
"Oh. Okay."
I sighed like a teacher on a field trip.
'Other than aunty, does everyone understand what I am saying?'
"Yes. Don't worry. We won't give ourselves away." My family replied.
'Grandma, you be extra careful. I don't want to lose you.'
"I am not going anywhere before seeing your marriage. Take care."
That made me smile. Real warmth. Right in the middle of this war zone.
'Alright. You'll see everything in the sky. I gotta lock in now.'
"We will."
'Good. Now lemme—'
"Wait. Did you try making the Demon drink your milk? That might work."
'Yeah, good idea, old man. Victory by dairy. Like hell it would work.'
"Your wish."
'Okay, now SHUT. UP. That's enough damn dialogues.'
"Sure."
Finally, I focused on Malthus. I'm glad he can't read thoughts, otherwise, he'd know I have a grandma… and parents.
The soldiers had stopped fighting just to hear the residents of this world talking but now that Malthus suffered some serious emotional damage, he would surely order his soldiers to wreck rampage again.
"My soldiers," He bellowed. "Resume the attack!"
"Yesss!"
Shit.
"You too, my soldiers! Destroy these fuckers!"
"Yeahhh!"
The war resumed again.
The once-proud wall was rubble. Gangbang continent's green beauty turned into a black battlefield. Smoke and screams filled the air like a death metal concert.
I'd never seen war. I'd only read about it. But now, in the middle of it, as a king, my knees were trembling like I'd forgotten my lines on stage.
I could make jokes. I always make jokes. But right now, comedy could get me killed.
So—focus, Racis. Focus.
The whole world is watching. The soldiers are watching. The Heroes are watching. The Aliens are watching. Sexis is— wait. Where the hell is that guy?
Amidst of all the things that happened, I didn't even once saw that dictionary fucker.
Amid all this chaos, I hadn't seen him once. Did he run away again? That coward! He didn't even invite me to run with him. Rude.
I looked around, his Alien soldiers were giving their best but I couldn't find Sexis at all.
You lost your home, bro! The guy responsible is right here! Where's your vengeance?! Where's your dramatic speech in advanced English?!
"Pay attention to me, Human King!"
THUMP!
Oh. Crap.
Malthus landed like a meteor in front of me.
He was twice my size now. My neck tilted so far up, I nearly dislocated it.
His sword had grown too, because apparently he can do that. Fantastic.
"I will kill you in front of all your people," he growled.
He tilted his head back, flexing his villain line.
"Watch your King die, everyone!"
But when he looked down, I wasn't there.
"Where—"
"Behind you, big guy."
He spun instantly, but too slow.
I bent my knees, jumped, and flew right in front of his throat.
Both swords. Full courage.
SHRICK!
Yes! Contact!
The swords scratched against his throat but when I looked, my eyes went wide.
No damage. No harm at all.
Not even a scratch. His throat had the defense of a thousand-year-old marriage.
I was in midair, helpless.
Malthus grinned wide.
"I so wanted to do this to you, Human."
BAAM!
His colossal fist hit my whole body like a meteor hitting a bug.
I flew. I flew past trees, soldiers, aliens, and even a trash can and eventually when I began to lose consciousness, my body finally stopped its victory lap of pain.
"Ughh. Fucking hell."
My whole body felt like led. Like someone used me to mop the floor and left me wet in the corner of the room.
I coughed, my hairs were all drenched with dust and mud.
And most of all, what made me shiver, was the fact that for the first time since I came into this world…
I was bleeding.