Chapter 32- The Monster King.
It all started two years ago. I was a glorious and benevolent ruler of my Kingdom. No one ever complained, they had no reason to all my citizens were happy and making enough money.
However those Demons, those damn Demons kept getting in my way.
They said they just wanted to be allies and make peace but I didn't believe those lying beasts. I was smart enough to know that every single word out of their mouths was a lie. So I decided to get rid of those pests completely. So I put a plan together.
It was easy I just had to make it look like the Demons were attacking my people, which in all honesty was not hard since I used the commoners as a 'noble' sacrifice.
After sacrificing a few commoner towns and blaming it on the Demons. I finally had my people angry enough to want to start a war. And a war is what I gave those damned beasts.
However I miscalculated and didn't realize just how strong and powerful the Demons were. We were losing and losing fast. So I went to the royal archives which only allowed the current King or Queen entrance and tried to find a way to beat the Demons for good.
It seemed that God was on my side and wanted those beasts gone as well since I found exactly what I needed in order to get rid of those things. 'Hero Summoning' the hero would be blessed with incredible magic power and physical prowess. It was just the thing that I needed.
So the next day I got the best mages my Kingdom had to offer, had the knights all polish their armor and added beautiful tapestry to my throne room. I had it all dazzled up so the Hero would be blinded by how nice my Kingdom was.
The 'Hero Summoning' went off without a hitch and the idiot believed all the words coming out of my mouth. He bought it hook line and sinker.
Things went great for a while the 'hero' trained hard and became very strong. I sent him on some missions to hunt down and kill the Demons families. I just had to tell him that those Demons killed and raped a town nearby and he bough it so easily. He had an unwavering sense of justice that was easily exploitable.
I was able to use the 'hero' as my perfect little killing slave and he wasn't any the wise. All was good in the world now, the 'hero' was mine to control and the Demons were now loosing the war, and my people began t idolize the 'hero' and my wondrous kingdom for saving them.
I gave him some women the guards found on the street to play with for doing a good job, but he didn't want them. Said that he didn't feel right when the girls obviously didn't want to use their bodies like that. He was an annoying brat so I had the girls killed, not like it mattered to me. They were mere commoners, there mere existence was to be of service to the nobility.
Things took a turn for the worse however when that little 'hero' found out that the Demons weren't the ones responsible for the war and that he had been lied to this entire time.
He came back bitching and moaning about all the injustice that we were doing and the innocent Demons families that were killed. God he just wouldn't shut up. He didn't understand that those things were an abomination to God and our world. I was doing the world a favor by getting rid of the stain that they were. So I locked him up in the lowest part of my dungeon so he wouldn't be able to disturb my work.
I tortured him everyday, and everyday it brough me great arousal seeing the great and mighty 'hero' in pain and beneath me.
Hahaha everyday I thought up a new way to torture him and everyday it got me off. It became a habit to wake up, go down into the dungeon of the wee hours in the morning and torture the mighty 'hero', and get off doing it. I was thriving in extacey and pleasure every morning. It did brighten my mood.
Everything was going great until those God Damned abominations attacked my precious capital.
Like the benevolent ruler that I was, I offered my great commoners to the Demons as a decoy while my very loyal nobles followed me away from the capital. They were fulfilling their purpose as commoners.
When we returned from our honorable retreat my glorious city was in ruins, my castle was stained in blood commoners and servants. But worst of all my precious 'hero' torture slave was gone. I had no idea how I was going to get off in the morning now. It seemed that I would have to find a new torture slave. The Queen had been getting on my nerves recently so I suppose she would have to do.
Than one day my little 'hero' slave came back, but not in a good way. He started to attack my people and my Kingdom. He even freed those abominations from there cages. He just kept getting in my way. Than all of a sudden he just disappeared and the Demons built a barrier to keep all of my people from attacking them.
It was infuriating my people began to starve and beg for food and money, why would I ever give them food. They should be licking the dirt off my feet for food if they wanted to live, in fact they all should be licking my feet even those lying nobles. All they do is take, take, take never giving me anything besides their daughters when they want something from me.
My people soon started to change and evolve into glorious beings they were all so beautiful with their pitch black skin and bright red eyes.
Ahh, they were the one that truly belonged on the earth. Even I was able to be blessed by God and evolve to perfection.
My people were finally living their best lives, they were who they were truly meant to be. Then one day I found myself in a room surrounded by people though they definitely weren't my beautiful people so I killed them and ate them. It was the least they could, satiate my hunger.
I heard a loud crash and looked up and there he was my beautiful 'hero' slave. I told him i would see him soon. Hahahah Al of his people and his world will now belong to me and be apart of my benevolent no my HOLY rule.
Hahahaha!
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