The bed was cozy and warm. And Yuri felt like he never wanted to leave it. All the responsibilities of being the Overlord would never visit him. All the concerns brought to him by subordinates wouldn't ever pass through his mind. He tucked himself in his linen sheets and believed that he could stay in that bed forever if he wanted to. He turned and extended his hand reaching for his wife next to him. The soft skin of her waist had a sweet texture and he pulled the sweeping princess toward him. He hugged her and smelled her straight fizzled hair, kissing her head, while he caresses her stomach with his left hand that she is lying on.
Yuri tells himself in his half-dream state that nothing could feel better than seeing his daughter or son someday wake him up in bed and ask him to buy them a new toy or visit the amusement park. These were things he had never been able to truly do with a family that truly loved him in his life.
