Oh My God, He's Such a Princess!

[Short story, will start posting once it gets enough bookmarks]

Shelvey is a Demon King. His crystal palace stands atop the highest peak in the eerie world, looking down on the insignificant ants below.

No challenger has ever managed to reach this place. The nights here are longer than an ordinary person's life, and Shelvey has grown used to the solitude.

Until one day, a weak human kicked down his door and told Shelvey that he was actually the ultimate final boss in an infinite world, cruel and bloodthirsty in his methods. He was the supreme Dark Elf Princess of the eerie world.

And those ants on the ground were players in the eerie world, earning points and collecting all kinds of items as they tried to fight their way up to the crystal palace.

The human groveled by the bedside, combing the waterfall of raven-black hair of the just-awakened Shelvey, applying conditioner, and bringing over beautiful, ethereal clothes. "Your Highness, Princess, when those shameless players attack, you absolutely must protect your loyal follower!"

Shelvey fell silent for a long while, then spoke in a deep, magnetic voice:

"Me? A princess?"

To clear up the matter of his gender, Shelvey made many efforts. For instance, he crushed a monster's skull with one punch, splattering its juices everywhere in a cloud of steam.

"That's right! The elf princess's demonic aura is dark purple, and her power is unrivaled!" the human cheered.

He showed off his flat male body, its muscles defined in smooth, perfect lines.

"Word has it that the elf princess's biological sex is beyond male or female, and she has long, beautiful black hair..." The human stared, eyes wide.

Shelvey: .

Oh no. Could he really be a princess?

One day, Shelvey took his beloved, loyal servant to admire the moon from the viewing platform of the crystal palace. He had granted the human great power, second only to his own, a true The Outcast.

Because the human had said he was a Dark Princess who fiercely protected his own, he had to protect his servant.

Beneath the crimson blood moon, something was flying through the sky.

On closer inspection, it was a black-haired woman with pointed elf ears and a dark purple dress. The players were using every trick in the book to bat her around the sky, keeping her locked in an endless stun like a shuttlecock. Looking even more closely, there was a line of text above the monster's head: "Elf. Vail. Highness. Dark Sovereign."

"What's that?" Shelvey asked his servant, pointing. His eyesight wasn't very good.

The human sweated profusely and answered timidly:

"Don't look, Your Highness. That's a kite."

Shelvey fell silent again.

His eyesight wasn't good, but he wasn't blind.

"Go find your princess." Shelvey rescued the shuttlecock flying through the sky, tossed her to his servant, and headed into the palace with a dark expression.

He glanced aside and saw the human following close behind, blinking bright, sparkling eyes and muttering furtively under his breath.

"He gets jealous, too. He's absolutely a princess..."

"..."

Reading Guide:

1. A taciturn, silent, ice-cold-faced Demon King gong who is speechless every day but really beautiful X a scheming, obsequious player shou who wants to fool others by fooling himself first

2. A little mindless sweetness, just laugh and enjoy

Theme: Live well and cherish life.