Sometimes, the dragon god relishes in laziness.
After all, dragons are already somewhat lazy, given the fact that they don't need to try very hard to become strong.
And Abaddon was no exception to this statistic, as he enjoyed lazing about and doing nothing just like the rest of his descendants.
However, due to the chaotic nature of his life, he didn't actually get to do things like that all that much.
He knew that he would in the future, but as of now there were just too many things that required his attention and time.
But sometimes, he woke up to an absolute perfect moment.
The sheets felt divine on his skin, the room was dark and filled with crisp, cold air, and the body heat and scent of his wives was more than enough to strip away any desire he felt to leave his bed.
And as soon as he woke up, he immediately disregarded any plans he had made to be productive today.
