Continuation

Standing before his so-called father with an annoyed gaze as he asked "What do you want?"

After saying such disrespectful words he expected a reaction from his father but nothing other than a sigh left his father's mouth.

To be honest he hated his father and after all the reasons piled up over the years yet there was always only one: his father cucked him taking away one of the woman he spent quite a long to sudducing.

The hate he held for him couldn't be describe and for a very long time that anger remained and he spent a very long time using that anger to grow from that day.

On the day he found out he practically beat his father to **** but being the embodyment of **** he came back to life, constantly.

Of course having such an upper hand his farther in the end won, so he had to retreat.

Which left him fuming, so to this day and even right now he had no respect for him and right now he couldn't find any reason to respect him because whilst they where supposed to be talking his father was busy being sucked off.

Thankfully his father broke the silence "It's about time you follow in your siblings' footsteps"

"No I have my own plans," he said flat out refusing as he looked up to his father sitting on the "chair".

Removing the woman sucking his dick he stood up "I didn't know I gave you an option boy" he said as he tried to exert his power over his son.

With indifferent eyes, he looked on at his father "And when did I start listening to you" he said whilst his power began seeping out of him.

Once both of the energy collided the ground beneath them started cracking and soon the same ground was pulverized into dust.

The shock was etched into the king's face feeling his sons' power that gotten even stronger "I see" he said trying to act like sweat wasn't dripped down his spine.

He retracted the energy and sighed "I must know, why haven't you left the nest unlike you siblings"

With his energy also gone he simply said "I had my reasons" whilst his eyes burned with disgust at his so called father.

"I see" the king said but without having the faintest clue as to what he was referring to.

After he left the hall he scoffed at having such a weak father who he himself claims to be an almighty God.

However, he knew better than anyone how strong a God actually was, after all, he saw one and her beauty was was otherworldly.

...

The only reason it seemed he had done nothing over the countless years, was because he wanted strengthen himself and train as he slowly took his ****.

He began conquering every woman with this castle every person his father ever loved and cared for and made sure that they could never love another man again. Except him...

Of course the ones that had been sucking and touching his farther he would **** for allowing that filth to do as he pleased to them and he would not touch them ever again of that happened.

Nevertheless he left his brothers and sisters to grow up thinking he was weak, which in turn got them to leave him alone as they left the nest to go and conquer worlds.

However now it was time to have some fun taking everything from them and breaking their minds in the process as he began the journey to rule over everything.

....

He smiled thinking about the future as he headed towards the room that set the rules for demon summoning.

Reaching the room that had bright white walls, and at the centre a reclining couch chair by his design. Sitting down he pressed a little button which lowered the chair into a laying position.

Looking up and all around, screens began appearing everywhere within the room, and on each one had different creatures, humans and monsters, busy performing rituals.

The prince began scanning through each one and depending on what he felt each ritual deserved he labelled them in grades.

The higher the grade the stronger a demon would get pulled through, and vice versa

However, the best part about this he found, was sending a low-grade demon or even a piece of food he hadn't finished eating into it for the rituals, doing so brought a huge grin as he watch them panick or even curse at whatever they got.

Anyway after scanning through for a while, when he saw a bombshell of a sorceress beginning the demon summoning circle.

So he pulled up the chart telling him how many sacrifices she used as well as what sort of grade it could be.

But instead, he smiled and saw this as an opportunity to get a **** and enter the mortal realm at the same time