EVIL REINCARNATOR

CHAPTER 6: DISBELIF

It was a normal tradition to sacrifice the woman who brought a member of the imperial family to the sacred altar. This tradition, passed down through generations, dictated that a maid would usually present the child to the sacred altar. However, in an unexpected twist orchestrated by the baroness to ingratiate herself with Maximus, she found herself becoming the sacrifice instead. Such manipulations were not foreign to Maximus, as he was well aware that beautiful women would resort to all sorts of tactics to get close to him. He had encountered instances where some had disguised themselves as maids, slipping love potions into his drink or food, oblivious to the fact that he was immune to all forms of poison. On occasion, he indulged in his carnal desires, succumbing to their advances.

Over time, they would return, claiming to bear his child. Initially bothersome, Maximus soon realized that this presented an opportunity to silence the incessant pleas from the nobles during court meetings, urging him to produce an heir.

In search of a solution to his predicament, Maximus decided to commission the construction of a grand palace for these women at the hands of the magic tower—an opulent abode known as the Valkyrie Palace. Within its walls, every woman he slept with would find her place, only to be soon forgotten by the emperor himself. Another issue arose when it became apparent that, the pregnant women gave birth to girls. Indifferent to the gender of the child, Maximus held no interest in assuming a fatherly role for any of them.

But, In a world where men wielded the power to control mana while women did not, the nobles were deeply dissatisfied with the absence of a male heir. Despite his disinterest, Maximus acknowledged his duty as the emperor, which necessitated producing an heir.

As a child, Maximus Grew up without love or affection from his parents or siblings and had come to view such detachment as normal. However, the reason he took the life of his parents, lay in his intense loathing for everything they represented. It was this sentiment that compelled him to assume the responsibility of naming his children.

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Back on earth, there was a famous saying, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.' However, Joon never subscribed to this belief. Sure, he acknowledged that sometimes products with an attractive cover might not live up to their hype, but in a generation obsessed with appearances, where good looks and material possessions garnered more views and followers on social media, most people didn't care if their newly bought Bugatti worked only three times a week, as long as it was trendy. Regrettably, he was no exception; he had become part of this superficial group, purchasing a mansion with hard-earned money from years of streaming mobile games, surviving on only three hours of sleep a day, all for the sake of participating in the latest house tour, video trend.

With the increased number of viewers, he got, due to this, he justified his actions seeing them as little white lies that caused no harm.

Or so he had thought...

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"Now, though, I can't help but wonder if the God of this world was thinking of that saying, as he placed the soul of the devil in the body of an angel."

Joon pondered silently as he gazed upon the ghastly scene of the blood-drenched emperor, who happened to be his father.

"This is my father...No way."

Joon trembled at the mere thought of acknowledging the emperor as his father. In his previous life, despite his strained relationship with his father, he knew his father was never a psychopath who would ruthlessly take lives in front of a child.

"Pfft!!... but it was really funny how that annoying bitch died."

Joon couldn't help but stifle a chuckle as he reminisced about the rather comical and embarrassing manner in which Liliana had met her end.