My Father Is a Tyrant

Fei Bao is bound to a System, but getting a baby to understand what that even is proves too difficult.

So the one who hears the System crash is the tyrant.

System: "The heavens want me dead!"

System: "How can my Host be a baby who still nurses?!"

System: "What about my missions?!!!"

System: "Who’s going to stop the tyrant from destroying the country? 😭😭"

The System weeps.

The tyrant ponders.

But the tyrant remains true to himself: killing whoever he wants and enjoying himself whenever he likes.

The ministers of the Great Li Dynasty always feel like disaster is imminent. This dynasty is bound to fall sooner or later. Why hasn’t it fallen yet? How has it actually... started getting better???

The ministers of the Great Li Dynasty: ???

What?

There are actually dynasties even worse than Great Li???

The ministers, who feel like every court session is a funeral, are stunned.

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Later, after completing his missions, Fei Bao is bewildered. "..." How did I complete them?

How did I become a wise ruler?

I have no idea.

I just suddenly won.

The System, which had already given up, sits bolt upright on its deathbed. The missions somehow completed themselves.

🍬 Reader's Guide 🍬

🍬 A composed little cutie and his tyrant dad. The tyrant is a real tyrant, with no redemption arc. His affection for the protagonist isn't the usual kind of doting; he enjoys watching him and making a game of things, and he won't change later on.

🍬 Honestly, I don't know exactly how this story will turn out. It might be a hodgepodge. I'm pondering, so don't nitpick the details: there's nothing to base them on.

🍬 This blurb is the best I can manage by hand. The plot will probably depend on sudden flashes of inspiration.

🍬 By clicking in, you agree not to curse at the author or the protagonist 🥺 Writing isn't easy, so please bear with me.

Theme: Steady the raging tide when all is at risk