> You say "Hey, you there! Why are you fighting that pig monster?"
The woman ignores you and continues to fight the monster. The monster, for its part, attempts to charge at the woman with its tusks, but the woman keeps dodging out of the way with quick footwork.
> You cast Hold Monster on the pig monster and Hold Person on the two people fighting it.
The pig-monster freezes in place, standing upright, no longer paying attention to the fighters at all. Now that it's no longer a threat, you turn your attention to the two fighters. Suddenly, they are both frozen in place. The crowd murmurs in confusion.
> You say "That's what you get for ignoring me. You there, woman, what's your name and why are you fighting this pig monster?"
The woman says "My name is Gwen, and this beast was trying to attack me for no reason, I was merely fighting back."
The crowd begins booing at you.
> You say "Quiet, you crowd, or I'll turn you into toads!"
The crowd quickly grows silent. Unnerved by your powers, you notice them parting to allow three individuals to reach the front.
They are a trio of robed men, obviously wizards. They stare at you in awe, as though stunned by your display of power.
> You say "Well, Gwen, my apologies for restraining you. I will release you and this other person from my spell. As for this pig monster though..."
Before you can complete your sentence, the pig monster suddenly charges toward you.
"Yer a bleedin' 'eathen! Ya dunna understand the ways of science!" the beast screams as it leaps at you.
> You say "Flesh to Stone."
The pig monster is suddenly frozen in place, flesh and armor entirely petrified. The crowd gasps in awe. Then, the three wizards approach you, staring at you in awe.
"I am Olin, Head Wizard of Kedarn."
> You say "I am Isidorus Mythica, magnificent bastard and master sorcerer. At your service."
"It is an honor to meet you."
"We are at your command."
After a bit of talking with the wizards, they agree to allow you into Kedarn as a native wizard.
However, rather than entering through the city of Kedarn, you are escorted into the Emperor's Castle, where you are personally introduced to the Emperor himself.
"So, the rumors are true, you are a powerful wizard.
> You say "Well, they're half right. Powerful though I may be, I am a sorcerer, not a mere wizard."
The Emperor nods.
"So be it. I have heard tales of the Sorcerer Lords of old, who could command the very elements and bend them to their will. Tell me, does this power extend to other areas of magic?
> You say "Technically, my power extends to all areas of magic. I can cast any spell I put my mind to."
The Emperor smiles.
"Then, perhaps you could be of assistance with the situation our kingdom is currently in.
"Not long ago, we had repelled an orcish invasion attempt.
> You say "Ah, orcs. Disgusting creatures. Responsible for 50% of the pillaging despite making up only 13% of the monster population."
The Emperor grins.
"Indeed. However, we were very nearly pushed to the edge by these brutes. A final push into their last bastion ended with us taking out their shaman lord and victory was ours."
The Emperor pauses, sighing.
"The shaman lord had a daughter, a young orc girl. Normally, orcs are executed after a battle for their crimes. However, she is no orc, but a young girl of only
EIGHTEEN years. She did not even take part in the war. She is a fantastic artist, and was simply found drawing in a journal during the battle. A talented artist, really. I see much of myself in her, artwork included. However, as I said, orcs are executed after a battle for their crimes.
> You say "So what did you do with her?"
"I had her locked away in my personal chambers. I refuse to kill a
EIGHTEEN year old girl because her father was a monster. It would be hypocritical, even for me."
The Emperor looks you in the eyes.
> You say "I see. Then what do you require of me?"
"I require you to take her as your slave and guard her as you would my own life. Should anything happen to her, I shall not hesitate to have you executed, Isidorus. Her name is Gabriela."
Gabriela enters the room.
> You look at what she looks like.
The girl is covered in dirt and grime, with chains wrapping around her body. Her face is a portrait of sadness and pain, with tears streaming down her face. Her long brown hair covers her face as she stays crouched down.
The Emperor stands up.
"Gabriela, this is your new owner, Isidorus. Obey his every command as if it were my own. Is that understood?"
She nods her head.
"Yes, master."
The Emperor tosses a set of keys to you.
"These are the keys to her chains. Unlock her and take her back to your chambers."
You catch the keys, staring at the pitiful creature in front of you.
> You say "Um, your majesty, I don't understand what my magic has to do with keeping this girl safe."
"You are a powerful sorcerer, Isidorus. Your job is to protect this girl with the strength of your spells."
"From what?"
"From whatever may come. Now leave, I have other matters to attend to."
> You unlock the orc girl and take her back to your chambers.
You unlock the chains, freeing her. The girl stands up, staring at you.
"What... what is your name?" she asks hesitantly.
"Isidorus." you say. "What's yours?"
"Gabriella.
> You say "A pleasure to meet you, Gabriella. I am your new master. Come with me to my chambers."
You take her from the dungeons and to your chambers, which is where you sleep. In one of the rooms that she will now sleep in.
You're a little surprised when she almost immediately starts stripping off her clothing as soon as you get there.
> You say "Eh, what are you doing?"
"I need to take a shower. I'm all covered in dirt and grime." she says.
> You say "Hmm. I guess you have a point. But usually people take their clothes off in the privacy of the bathroom and not outside the bathroom."
"I need clothes." she says.
> You say "Go take a shower and come out naked. I'll take a look at your measurements and create some clothes for you with magic."
You watch as Gabriella walks into the bathroom and closes the door. You stand up and go to your desk, taking out some parchment. You begin to draw a circle on it, and in the middle you draw a set of runes. You begin chanting.
"Bindings of lipstick, leather and lace. A lady must show some skin in this wretched place. Clothes of a slave and clothing of sin. For this little harlot, something strong yet thin!"
A thick leather corset appears in your hands, and a short black leather miniskirt with studs fall to the floor. You also find some high-heeled lace boots and some female undergarments.
You hear the shower being turned off and quickly hide the outfit under your sheets. You turn around as the bathroom door opens, and Gabriella steps out, completely naked.
> You look at what she looks like.
You look Gabriella up and down. She's completely naked, and her body is something to behold. Her face would be the envy of most women, as it is pretty, but with a strong jaw that gives her a serious look. Her body is taut and muscular, with no ounce of fat on her. Her breasts are large yet perky, and her stomach is completely flat. Her legs are long and shapely, her pussy is covered with a neat little strip of pubic hair. Her skin is completely smooth and her ass is... well you grab it and squeeze it. It's definitely real.
"Good enough to eat." you say, before pecking her on the lips.
"Master?" she asks.
> You here, you summoned some clothes for you.
"Here," you say, tossing her the clothes.
"What's this?" she asks, looking at the leather corset and miniskirt along with the boots and underwear.
"Your new clothing."
"But..." she says, confused.
> You say "Just put it on. It will fit."
"Yes, master." she says.
She bends over as she steps into the underwear, before pulling the corset up over her body. She slowly laces it up, before fully dressing herself. She stands next to you, and you examine her.
"Subtle, but seductive. Suitable for a slave."
"If...you say so..." she says, looking down at the outfit.
> You say "Ah. I almost forgot the final touch. Summon Slave Collar."
You snap your fingers, and a collar appears around her neck. It's a simple black collar with studs on it. She examines it.
"What does this do?" she asks, fearfully.
> You say "It's a symbol of my ownership of you. It also allows me to summon you to my side at a moment's notice. And it prevents you from ever harming me or escaping."
She nods her head.
"I will try my hardest to make you happy, master." she says.
> You say "Good girl. Now, you should know though: I don't intend to harm you. I will take good care of you, I assure you."
You laugh.
"I also want you to have some free will to do as you please. So, I want you to go out and explore the world at your leisure. Just know that when I call for you, you must come."
"Yes, sir."
> You summon a long black dagger and a ring of shielding.
You pull out a long black dagger and a ring of shielding.
"Here. These are for you." you say, giving them to her.
"Thank you, sir." she says, examining the objects.
> You say "The dagger is enchanted with poison and the ring will shield you from arrows and most low-level spells."
She nods her head.
"So...can I leave? Or...." she asks nervously.
"Go." you say, dismissing her with a wave of your hand.
You are now alone.
You have a new slave. Congratulations!
> You use the collar to summon Gabriela.
You call out to your slave, and she appears from one of the rooms upstairs. She is wearing a hooded brown robe.
"Yes, master?" she asks nervously.
> You say "Eh, what's with the robe?"
"I'm sorry, master. I wanted to go outside, but I didn't want to bring dishonor on you or myself."
You shake your head.
> You say "Look, the clothes I made for you may be a little revealing, but they won't bring any dishonor upon me."
She nods.
"I'm sorry, sir."
You sigh.
> You summon a black hooded robe for her to wear - something that will still show a little skin and show off her curves though.
You snap your fingers, and a black hooded robe appears on her. She nods.
"I'll wear this. It's still a bit revealing, but I suppose it's better than the rags I used to wear." she says.
> You say "Come on, let's go and see the Emperor. I want him to know you're ok now that you're my new slave."
You are in the Emperor's throne room. He sits on his throne, looking off into the distance. He looks tired and older than ever. His once powerful frame now lacks an air of strength and vigor.
> You say "Emperor, I wanted you to see that I am taking good care of Gabriela before we left. See, I have clothed her and given her some fine magical items for protection."
The Emperor nods. He looks down at his own attire, and seems to be admiring his own armor.
"Yes, yes, she seems to be doing well..."
You frown. Something seems wrong with the Emperor. He doesn't seem quite like himself.
> You say "Is there something wrong?"
The Emperor seems to snap out of his daze, and looks at you with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"No... I just had a strange dream, that's all. Strange dream. Strange."
> You say "Dreams can tell us things sometimes. Especially the dreams that disturb rulers. Tell me of your dream, my lord."
The Emperor looks at you and chuckles darkly.
"Tread carefully, Mythica... I do not wish to speak of this dream to anyone. Not even those I trust can be trusted with such things."
You frown, but nod.
> You say "Very well, if you do not wish to know the meaning of your dream, I will not ask further..."
The Emperor shakes his head.
"You mistake my mercy for ignorance, Mythica. I would tell you the dream itself, but I fear that if you knew, you would have to die. The knowledge is too powerful."
You raise an eyebrow.
> You say "Emperor, I assure you that as a sorcerer, I have learned far darker secrets than any dream."
The Emperor nods. He stares at you with an unnerving gaze, and sighs.
"Very well. I trust you will be discreet with this information."
"Of course, my Emperor."
The Emperor leans forward, and whispers the words to you.
"I dreamt of the end of the world."
You frown, unsure what to make of this.
"I see. And how did it end exactly?" you ask.
"I stood upon a hill, overlooking the destruction of every city in the world. The very ground shook as the sky rained fire."
The Emperor shudders and stands up.
"I wish to not speak of this dream anymore."
> You say "One final question, if I may: who was it that was destroying the world?"
You frown.
"Who was it that was destroying the world?" you ask.
The Emperor laughs, a cold pitiless sound.
"Who do you think it was, Mythica?"
You frown deeper and deeper with each passing moment.
> You say "The forces of darkness."
The Emperor nods at your correct answer.
> You say "Tell me then, are the rumors true? Has the King of Kense started a war with your empire?"
The Emperor nods grimly.
"Yes, the rumors are true. Kense has been supporting rebellions in several of our cities, and also in the countryside. They have amassed an army, and it's marching towards the borders of the Empire as we speak."
> You say "Then your dream means that the King of Kense has betrayed humanity. He intends to conquer you and allow the forces of darkness to invade and destroy humanity."
The Emperor nods grimly.
"The King of Kense has betrayed humanity. He intends to conquer us and allow the forces of darkness to invade and destroy humanity," you repeat.
"Yes," the Emperor says.
> You say "Then it seems I have no choice but to aid your empire in defeating him."
The Emperor nods.
"You are wise to see the necessity of all this," he says. "I knew you would, Mythica."
The Emperor takes a key from around his neck and unlocks a drawer in his desk, pulling out several pieces of parchment.
"These are letters of introduction. One for you, and one for your assistant," he says, handing you two of the pieces of parchment. "With these, you should be able to travel freely anywhere in my Empire."
You look at the letters.
> You say "Tell me, how many dead are there in your empire's crypts?"
The Emperor looks at you, and slowly shakes his head.
"I do not know. Many thousands, certainly," he says.
"But the dead are where they should be. We have not lost any ground to the demons yet," he says. "The living are in danger now, and we must protect them."
> You say "My intent is to use the dead to protect the living...using Grand Necromancy to raise all the dead in your kingdom into undead warriors to fight off the Kingdom of Kense."
"You can do that?" the Emperor asks, surprised.
"Using Grand Necromancy I should be able to raise an army of undead to combat the Kingdom of Kense," you say.
The Emperor thinks for a minute.
> You say "It's not without cost though. I will need you to bring 1000 prisoners who are worthy of death. Their souls will be used to alter the weave of reality and raise the dead of your empire."
"I see," the Emperor says. "It's not a decision I come to lightly. To sign the death warrant of a thousand souls...But this is a necessary step, for the survival of our Empire."
You nod.
"I understand, your highness," you say solemnly.
"In that case, you shall have your thousand prisoners. My men will lead you to the prison cells. You may begin your work there."
The Emperor stands up, and you follow suit.
"The Empire thanks you for your service today, Grand Necromancer," the Emperor says. "You have saved the Empire from incursion. You shall be well rewarded, and you shall have a place of honor at my court until the day you die."
> You say "I don't plan to die, thank you, but let's get those prisoners so we can save your empire..."
You follow the Emperor through the halls of his palace, talking with him about various subjects, before you eventually reach the prison cells. There are several guards here, all standing perfectly still and quiet as you pass them.
> You gather 1000 prisoners and bring them into the courtyard. You draw a large magic circle and place them inside of it.
"Alright," you say. "I'm going to start the ritual now. Stand by."
You begin the ritual, as a large circle of runes appears underneath the prisoners, who look on in fear.
> You tear the souls from their bodies and use them to reshape the weave of reality, causing all the tens of thousands of dead of the Empire to rise from their graves, clothed in spectral armor and wielding spectral weapons and march to your location.
For the next hour, you stand in the center of a rapidly growing army of undead, raising them as fast as you can.
Eventually, you have an impressive army, and march towards the front gates of the city.
> You march your army of the dead to the border of the Kingdom of Kense to meet their invading army in battle.
You stand at the front of an army of a thousand corpses, constantly replacing their numbers with new corpses of those killed in battle. You look to your left, and see the Emperor himself commanding a force of several thousand humans that accompanied you.
> You float up in the air and begin rapidly casting multiple fireball spells at the enemy army.
You cast multiple fireballs in the midst of the enemy, killing scores of them, before touching down on the ground. You draw your sword and begin trying to fight your way through the army towards the General.
Gabriela fights at your side, easily dodging and stabbing any enemies that try to sneak up behind you. You are confident in her ability to fight and anticipate for you.
The battle continues like this for almost an hour, with you slowly making progress towards the General commanding the army. You cast multiple fireballs into the enemy horde, and eventually you reach the General.
> You say "Greetings. Are you ready to die?"
The General sweeps his spear at you, but you easily dodge it. You flick your wrists and cause the spear in his hand to fly into the air.
> You slice his head off.
You swipe your blade at his neck and the head rolls on the ground. You turn to face the remaining enemies, and raise your hand, throwing multiple fireballs into the crowd, clearing a large path through them.
> You order your army of the dead to kill the remaining enemies and march on toward the capital of the Kingdom of Kense.
The march towards the capital is long and bloody, with many skirmishes fought along the way, but you eventually manage to reach the walls of the city.
> You say "Triple Maximize Magic: Reality Slash."
You slash your hand forward and an incision forms in the fabric of reality in the form of a long, thin white line of slicing energy that bisects the city.
The city is bisected by the incision, and the tops of buildings on one side of the city collapse inward as the other half flips upside down. The entire city begins to destabilize and collapse in on itself. The walls and gate also fall, the soldiers screaming as the descend to their deaths.
> You order your undead army into the city to kill any surviving soldiers and drag their king before you.
The undead army enters the city and slays every soldier they find, dragging their corpses before you. After a while, a battered and bruised King of Kense is thrown before you.
"Who are you?" he wheezes.
> You say "I am Isidorus Mythica. A sorcerer of some skill. Tell me, o king: why did you betray humanity? Why did you forsake your purpose of fighting back the forces of darkness and attack the Empire of Kedarn?"
The king laughs. "Why indeed? Slavery is better than death, isn't it?"
> You say "You wished to serve darkness rather than fight it? What sparked such cowardice in you?"
The king laughs. "Oh no, not cowardice. Power. I wanted power. I figured that if I sold out to the darkness I could gain more power than I could otherwise."
> You say "And how has that worked out for you?"
The king smiles. "Not bad, not bad. I'm still alive, aren't I?"
> You say "No. You aren't."
You slash your hand forward, and the king's head topples from his shoulders.
You order your undead horde to slaughter all of the inhabitants of the city. You feel the power of death flowing through you as thousands of corpses become yours to command.
> You say "Rebuild the city into a fortress, my minions. This army of the dead will stand in the Kingdom of Kense's place in fighting the forces of darkness."
Your orders are carried out, and eventually you march your undead horde to fight the dark army that assails the Kingdom of Kense. The undead are merciless, and they never get tired or stop. Your newfound powers are exhilarating. The onslaught of the dead is terrifying to behold, and the demons of the abyss break and flee before you. You slaughter all who oppose you, for they are traitors to their fellow men, and deserve no mercy.
> You order your undead troops to build a wall between the human kingdoms and the demon kingdoms and raise the demons you killed in battle to guard the wall as undead.
You've done it. The Kingdom of Kense, as well as its allies, have finally managed to halt the advance of the demons and dark elves to the southern mountain range, halting the spread of chaos into the land.
> You say "Not bad. Granted, I killed a lot of people and turned the capital of Kense into my personal undead fortress, but I'm still a better king than the former king of Kense."
You order the construction of a massive wall, with several guard towers, to separate the demon and dark elven territory from the civilized human lands. Hundreds, if not thousands of corpses are raised to guard this wall, with more on the way.
> You return to your undead fortress in the capital of Kense and take your royal throne.
You make your way back to your undead fortress in the capital of Kense. The city is devoid of all life; not a single living creature can be found anywhere. Corpses are littered everywhere, and you can't help but appreciate your work.
> You say "I suppose it may take time to repopulate the city."
You enter your throne room, and sit on your throne. The royal guards stand at the ready, waiting for your command.
> You say "Order a messenger to the Emperor of Kedarn. Invite him here as a guest and prepare the palace to receive royalty."
You receive a messenger soon after, and he gives you the response of the Emperor of Kedarn.
"The Emperor would be honored to visit the Kingdom of Kense, and extends his gratitude for the invitation."
You nod, and prepare the palace to receive royalty.
The Emperor arrives a few weeks later in a caravan of hundreds of covered wagons, with an army several thousand strong. They set up camp on the other side of the palace walls.
You stand at the gates to the palace complex, scanning the Emperor's caravan.
The Emperor himself exits his own luxurious wagon, wearing heavy golden armor with a matching crown, as well as an impressive looking sword at his side. He looks every bit a king.
> You say "Greetings, Emperor. No doubt you've heard that not only did I take over Kense, but I've erected a wall to protect humanity from the forces of darkness."
He looks at the palace walls, nodding slowly.
"Yes, I've heard the rumors about you Isidorus. They call you a Grand Necromancer, do they?"
You nod proudly.
> You say "Yes, after all, it was the moniker that you gave to me. Though I prefer to be called a sorcerer myself."
He slowly walks up to you, before stopping a few feet away.
"So, the rumors are true... The King of Kense has indeed become a necromancer... A dark wizard of horrific power."
The Emperor's tone is one of disappointment and sadness.
> You say "I share in your sadness. But it was unavoidable. The former king of Kense was mad. He sought a deal with the demons for power. I had to kill him."
The Emperor stares at you in silence, pondering your words.
"I see. Very well. You've proven yourself capable of great things and have a powerful undead army. Perhaps it would be best to let this one go."
> You say "Indeed. All things considered, I'd say we were quite lucky to avoid the end of the world."
He laughs, nodding.
"Indeed!"
You smile, as the Emperor suddenly embraces you in a hug. You stand there awkwardly as you realize what's happening.
"Uh... Emperor? What're you doing? I think hugging a man is against your policy."
The Emperor laughs.
"Fuck the policy. The world nearly ended, I'm allowed to hug whoever the hell I want to! And you my friend, had the hugest part in saving it.
> You say "Well, thanks. Come with me to the palace. My servants have prepared a meal in your honor and Gabriela is there too."
He laughs.
"Gabriela is there too?"
You nod.
"My friend, you just invited yourself to dinner. Let's go."
The Emperor wraps his arm around your shoulder as the two of you walk to your royal palace.
After a grand meal and an impromptu puppet show by your undead servants, the Emperor retires for the night. The next morning, he and his retinue leave and return back to the Empire of Kedarn.
