Jura Forest
Tempest
After the battle and the Orc Disaster’s defeat, Rimuru and Satria gathered the remaining orcs who had survived. Many of them appeared lost and uncertain, without the guiding force of their former leader. Rimuru understood that they were victims of manipulation, and he felt a responsibility to offer them a second chance. Satria, who valued discipline and loyalty, agreed, but only under strict conditions.
One by one, Rimuru bestowed names on the surviving orcs. They transformed as they received their new identities, and with each naming, their loyalty and connection to Tempest deepened. The citizens of Tempest observed this with approval, recognizing that Rimuru’s names strengthened not only the orcs’ power but also their bond to their new home.
Except for one of them, who threw a tantrum because he was not allowed to name them by his wife.
"Why can't I name them? I am the Emperor!" Satria fumed, crossing his arms like a pouting child.
Fatalis raised an eyebrow, her voice steady. "With those funny and weird names of yours? Like Tinky-Winky, Sleepy Joe, Pempek Palembang, Allison Burgers, Penakluk Janda, Peppa Pig, Condoriano, Sugiono sang Pemersatu Bangsa, Lele Jumbo, and many more. I feel sorry for the orcs who received names from you."
"It's okay Fatalis-sama, we appreciate the name given by the Emperor himself."
"Monster Cumi-Cumi is right, we don't mind it."
"Right, I think McDonald's is a good name."
Fatalis was sweating after hearing them calling each other names "See?! What kind of orc has the name Monster Cumi-Cumi and McDonald in the fantasy world? You should apologize to them, Satria!"
"It's not that bad." Satria argued, puffing his chest a little. "They have no problem with my genius naming ability, in fact they love it and most importantly, they become stronger in a unique way and this saves time. So... You should stop complaining and let me..."
Seeing him continue his childish act, Rimuru had enough. She walked over, her expression turning dangerously stern, and leaned down just enough so only he could hear her. With a steely tone, she said, “My Emperor, for this case I agree with Fatalis-san. You'd better go to your room and play with your toys like a good boy."
Satria blinked, completely taken aback. He was used to being the big, tough guy, but when his wife was angry, that power dynamic flipped fast. Swallowing his pride, he muttered a weak, “Not fun.” under his breath and slinked off to his private room, looking just like a kid sent to his room.
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FanfictionMy name is Satria Akbar. I'm just an ordinary man in college with a part-time job, but when I see a kid who almost got crashed into by a truck, I save her, and the result? Yes, I am dying. I think my life is finally over, but somehow I was reborn in...