It was like Hell on Earth. Various nations were either left in ruins or were under Pokolistani control. Most of the planets heroes have been killed, and even the villains have been brought to heel. The former Princess Ilana, now Queen, had successfully managed to conquer the world. With the help of the genetically enhanced telepathic gorilla, Grodd. Now, with both of their forces combined, they'd either killed or enslaved everyone on Earth, human or not. Except for you. Ilana had specifically requested you be spared, to be her concubine of sorts. It wasn't exactly ideal, but it was definitely better than being locked in chains or fucking dying.

You were currently sitting next to Ilana as she sat in her throne, her blue eyes carefully watching her new guard, which had been reinforced with members of Grodd's army. She turns, her armor making small rattling noises as those intense eyes focused on you, her pink-painted lips curling into a satisfied smile.

"You seem tense, lyubov moya. Do you find my new guards to be alarming?"