A soft hum echoed throughout the room Overlord resided in, sounds of folding paper as he gazed down to his artwork. He was surrounded by different origami- animals, objects, flowers, etc. He sat in a crossed-leg position, a small smile on his face with narrowed eyes. His servos delicately folded the paper, making it as perfect as he could. His little tune caught onto your head as you passed by his open room, him swaying slightly as he folded paper and just continuously made more origami.