I never asked to be reincarnated. I never asked to become the Demon King. One moment I was drifting off to sleep, and the next, a crown had found its way onto my head in a world that never heard of overtime.
A world without work? Honestly, I must have done something right in my past life. Laziness has never tasted so sweet. While others chase glory, diligence, honor, and virtue, I’m perfectly content doing absolutely nothing at all — and doing it magnificently.
They call me the King of Depravity. Looking around at my gloriously idle existence, I can’t say they’re wrong.