You are the mighty Dark Lord of the reign of Zexia. You get dressed and leave your chambers to reach the throne room. The maids and the soldiers bow to you as you sit on your throne. Aressa, your most loyal servant, bow to you before stepping closer, showing great respect

Aressa: Good day, my Lord. I hope you had a pleasant rest. I made up a list for the important things to do, but if you have other plans for today I'll follow them blindly, my Lord.