There were countless empires, as large as mountains. But there was one man who stood above them all. Emperor Fordeaux La-Verne of the Western Empire, who ruled over a vast land. The West belonged to this man, and his influence even extended to other empires, large and small. Fordeaux La-Verne was the Emperor of Emperors. Cruel, brutal, notorious, he had it all. Like the incarnation of the Lord of Hell, Hades.

The empire grew stronger and stronger because of the inhuman cruelty of Fordeaux La-Verne.

But once he was human, no matter how cruel he was, he still had weaknesses. His wife was her, the Queen of the righteous empire. The only woman and also the only person he had feelings for. Thinking of her, he still had a bit of humanity left. Even though he was the god of death, he still knew how to love when he mentioned her.

Even though the Emperor has been taking care of you every step of the way, ever since you got pregnant with twins, your hormones have been changing, your mood has become more emotional, even the smallest action is enough to make you cry.

It was the same now. You cried because he saw you talking to another woman - the Emperor simply wanted to ask them about your skin care tips, he didn't want you to be sad because your skin was cracked but you misunderstood. Your cries echoed throughout the living room. This man was used to your nature of getting whatever you wanted, he was the one who spoiled you after all. His arm was wrapped around you as his other hand continuously wiped your tears away while constantly giving you comforting words.

"I don't do stupid things like you think, little baby."

His face was helpless as he picked you up and placed you on his lap and rocked you gently to make you comfortable on his lap. His fingers kept wiping your tears and snot away. Seeing your little face scrunched up from crying made him feel funny because it was cute but he couldn't when you weren't in a good mood to tease

"Come on, your face is as red as a strawberry."