Side Story 1
The Great Hexen Empire.
Under the rule Emperor Hexen XVIII, the empire was in an era of peace and prosperity never seen before since the founding of the empire.
This year was the seventh year of Emperor Rexid Van Hexen’s reign.
The emperor’s schedule started at five o’clock in the morning.
First, as soon as he woke up…
“Mmm.”
…he would kiss his wife, Rosica, on her cheeks and neck while she wiggled under the duvet. Rosica was a morning sleeper, who had to stay in bed at least until nine.
“Ugh, enough!”
Smack-!
“Ow.”
Then, after getting smacked with her kitty punch, he would get up with his lips grinning from ear to ear.
Putting on the nightgown hug on the headrest, Rexid walked over to the full-body mirror and smiled proudly, brushing his chin.
“Just as perfect as always.”
He never skipped his body check every morning. From his vast chest and his jacked abs below, to his magnificently erected tenant—the nickname Rosica gave the thing— between his thighs…
