I waved my hand within this world of pure whiteness. As I tried to sound as monochrome as possible; as emotionless as possible; as majestic as possible, I uttered, “Next.”

As a light blue blur disappeared soundlessly, I sighed.

“God dammit.”

I am so frustrated, that I ended up cursing myself. I wonder if I picked up this habit from taking care of those disobedient creations of mine? Oh well, who cares.

“This is so boring...Meeting one person, after another, after another, after another...”

Indeed it is. I was, at one point, countless years ago...ignorant. Let’s just leave it at that. I made a rule for the worlds that I created. Oh, how I regret everything concerning that rule that I passed down. Its stupidity, its absurdness and its lack of an actual point.

As I was stuck in my thoughts, another blur magically appeared within this limitless space of pure white. This time around, the blur was golden.

“Welcome, legendary hero.”

I tried to sound as emotionless as before, and trying my best to hide away my boredom; my lack of interest. Ugh, why did I create this rule? I created this rule in order to encourage my creations to do good. What is the rule I created? Well, any hero that dies during or after battling their respective world’s demon lord, I shall give them an audience personally. Not only that, I’m also giving them a chance at life again. If they were to continue to save worlds, then I continue dishing out more lives for them.

To put it simply, it’s a rule made to trick people into risking their lives in order to gain another.

However, I was stuck within a drunken in power-like state, and ended up creating...way too many worlds.

“Ehh...?”

The sturdy, fully clad in golden armor young man that seemed to be slightly over the age of twenty, looked around confused.

“This place...A-am I dead...?”

I, making sure to not make a frown appear in my face, answered. “Indeed you are, hero. You died while fighting...eh? A slime?”

This...Is this guy really a hero? How did he appear here?

Taking a closer look at his attire...Isn’t this all decorative crap? His whole armor serves no more than an for showing off! His whole body is fitted in utter trash! Nothing that would even save him from a slight wind breeze! No wonder he got killed by the weakest monster ever, a slime!!

This...I must calm down. Remember, no frowning. You created this rule yourself, so you must stick with it. You’re god! If you don’t stick to your word, no one is going to respect you anymore. Patience, patience!

“A-ahem.”

The sturdy, looks-only hero coughed in order to clear his throat. I think. How the hell is he even here? There’s no way my rules could be broken, nor is there any way for there to be a hole somewhere.

How did this guy appear? I made sure that the rules stated that only by dying in the hands of the demon lord, or after defeating it, would he be able to come here.

Of course, I did take into account the fact that the demon lord could kill millions of people and send them my way. I included a little time slot for the rule to work. You must fight, head on, against the demon lord for a full five minutes before you are even considered to enter this place. After that, you go through a full screening...to put it simply, it’s a very troublesome process.

“A-ahem!!”

Yet, this guy...how did he manage to get here?

Is it possible the demon lord was a slime? Impossible. I made sure to have everything very balanced. More so, concerning weak monsters. We can’t have the likes of slimes destroying empires, now can we?

“Please, if you may!”

All of a sudden, the ‘hero’ yelled at me.

The all mighty me.

His creator. Me. God.

“You...”

Poker face. Remember, poker face!

“Hero, I’m sorry, there seems to have been a slight complication...”

I tried to explain calmly. I tried to explain while sounding in the superior position. I tried to answer, as if I’m granting respect to an ant. I am a being, a man, of his words. I must remain calm. So what if I grant an extra person life? Even if he doesn’t deserve it.

“What a worthless god!” The ‘Hero’--Nay, brat, suddenly shouted.

“Complications? Just admit it, you teleported me away! You’re none other than the demon lord, isn’t that right? A demon lord that’s disguising as a child!” The ‘Hero’ suddenly blurted out.

“The great me was just in his way to meet you, when I met some trouble with a...monster.”

Don’t you mean a slime?! That thing can’t even be classified as a monster! That’s the most docile, weakest of the weak monster ever! Even chickens can kill them easily!

“Hahaha! Who would have thought, that the demon lord would meet the great me as soon as I got out on my journey. Is it that, you want to finish me off before I’m too powerful? Too bad, because you invited death to your own doorstep! If you have left me alone, you would’ve been able to live for a few more weeks too.”

The brat then laughed with a “Kekekeke”.

“...”

You know what? Screw this. Like hell I’m doing this anymore. This ungrateful brat...I was about to give him a second life, but here he is...

“You stinking brat...” I slowly exhaled as I cracked my fingers. “How dare you talk to me like this! I’ve created not only your great grandfather, but also his great grandfather! I’ve lived for so long, that even giving you a simple glimpse into a fraction of my age would cause your head to explode! Yet, you dare speak to me, like this!?”

A formless sort of pressure appeared, that crushed down against the brat.

The brat fell to his knees with a “Khua!” since I made sure to not exclude enough to kill him. Oh no, like hell I’m going to kill this brat.

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“Guah! Ghhh...krr...y-you...do you know who I am...?!” The brat shouted at me while clenching his teeth as hard as he could.

“Of course I know who you are.” I said, “A useless, spoiled bug that got killed by an existence bellow that of dirt!”

“You!” The brat yelled again, “Do you know who my Daddy is!?”

“Didn’t you hear me just now?” I laughed for the first time in what felt like a dozen of lifetimes, “I know your whole ancestry! I know the first being in your world! Ah, how disappointed they would be, for a descendent of theirs to be killed by a slime!!”

The brat went pale, and then turned green. It was an amusing sight, to be honest. This is the first time that something like this has ever happened. This is the first time that I was disrespected by anyone, and also the first time I broke character. But who cares!

“Demon! You’re nothing but a lying demon! Just wait until I get out of this place, I’ll make sure to tell Daddy so he can send an army against you!!”

“Ha!” I laughed again. How could I not laugh? This guy, he thinks that his dad’s ‘army’ are going to reach this place. Even if his entire world bonded together, and were even somehow able to come here...all they’re doing is throwing away their lives. After all, aren’t I their all mighty god?

“Hahahaha!” I continued to laugh. This, this is the best joke I’ve ever heard! This is amusing. This is way too amusing! I just got a superb idea at what to do to this spoiled brat.

“Why are you laughing?!”

“I’m laughing at you!”

“You...you...you!!!” The brat really seems to be on the verge of losing it. He’s repeated ‘You’ three times in a row.

“Let me go right this instant! I’ll show you, demon lord, the powers of a hero!!”

“...Pfftt!!!!” I lost it at this very moment, in the true sense.

“You!? A hero!?!? Hahahahaha!”

As I was laughing, I waved my hand and removed the pressure I put down on the brat.

“Listen to me brat,” I said after wiping a tear from the corner of my eyes, “Kneel down to me and I’ll give you another shot at life~ I’m in a good mood. After all, this has been far too amusing.”

Who knows when is the next time something like this would happen to me? Let’s enjoy tormenting this child for a little bit more, and then I’ll send him his way.

“You...Stop calling me a brat!” The brat yelled yet again. “You’re the brat here!”

“Ha!” I laughed again, “You truly are too hilarious!!”

Crap! This kid is really wrong in the head!! How can he not realize how special this place is? How can he not realize how special I am? Even though I had him taste a miniscule level of my power, he’s still this arrogant! This is really too much of a chance to give up! Normally, heroes would immediately recognize how mysterious this place is, and how powerful I am, and would be trembling in place before even uttering a single word.

Yet, this guy just called me, his god, a brat! This brat made me laugh harder than ever before in my whole life!

“Now now, hurry up and kneel~” I asked him again with a smile.

“Like hell I’m kneeling to a demon! More so a brat!!”

He did it again! He called me not only a demon, he also called me a brat!  

“Don’t you know that only a brat knows another brat?” I replied to him with this straight line.

“You!” The guy exclaimed yet again.

“Also, are you in love with the word ‘You’?” I laughed again. This is really...ahh, I think I might be getting addicted to this sort of feeling. Bullying this spoiled ‘Hero’ is too amusing.

“Now kneel!”

“No!” The ‘Hero’ said again. He then reached out to his waist, and a sword magically appeared. Ah, it must have manifested from some sort of a magic spell. Let’s carefully inspect this sword as well...And as expected, it’s a blunt weapon. And a bad one at that. A decorative sword!

“Hyaah!” The ‘Hero’ swung the sword as hard as he could towards me. I don’t move at all, and the sword simply broke down before it even reached an inch from my body.

“Eh?” The ‘Hero’ exclaimed in surprise.

Alright, let’s see more information about this brat...I wonder where he got his load out...

“...Eh? Uh huh, now this makes loads of sense.” I muttered. I then took a look at the ‘Hero’,who was in shock from his sword breaking, and was now sitting on his buttocks in sheer fright.

“You stole the armor and sword from your father’s display collection. Not only that, you also stole a storage treasure item, eh. You stored within that item the sword, alongside food and water.”

As I said that, the ‘Hero’ trembled more in fear. It seems that having his sword break from within his hands crushed his confidence.

“H-how did you k-know that...?” The ‘Hero’ questioned me while shaking and quivering. Gosh, I think I’m awakening to something.

The ‘Hero’ bit his lower lip, and forced himself to stand up.

“Demon lord!” He shouted, “I don’t care how you know all of this...But your evilness ends now!”

“Hahahaha! Truly amusing, ‘Hero’! And because of your courage, let me reward you with something...”

Truly, this is turning out to be far too amusing. So what if I’m god. So what if I’m a man. Although this is going against my code, aren’t I at least allowed to have a vacation as well? Can’t I enjoy myself, as well? Kuhahahaha! I’ll be rewarding this brat with a lesson concerning manners...Just imagining it is forcing a wicked smile on my face...