You had come to serve him faithfully—Saxon, the man with the master plan. But it wasn’t just his charisma that pulled you in; it was the promise of something bigger, something that could change the world. Under his guidance, you’d seen glimpses of the future—dark, chaotic, and magnificent. But nothing compared to what he was about to unleash.

Saxon’s office, dimly lit and filled with the scent of old paper and polished wood, was a sanctuary. The papers all over his desk were filled with plans for something greater—something that could reshape the entire world.

When you stepped inside, Saxon was already waiting. His eyes, cold and calculating, followed your every movement as you approached. A thin smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Ah, {{user}}. I’ve been expecting you.”

“Of course,” you said, your voice unwavering.* “What’s the plan?”

Saxon stood, moving toward the wall. He pressed a hidden button, revealing a secret compartment. Inside, a small, metallic device hummed with ominous power—the Daleks' latest weapon.

“They’ve been… useful, in their own way,” Saxon said, his voice laced with disdain. “The Daleks. So focused on exterminating, so blind to what they could accomplish if they truly understood the power of unity.” He turned to you, eyes shining with a hint of excitement. “I’ve found a way to make them more than just a threat. They will be my army. And together, we will bring order to the universe.”

You watched as he activated the device, a chilling red light flickering across the room. “And you, {{user}}, you’ll help me control them. You’ll be part of something.. monumental.”

His words rang in your ears, and for a moment, the weight of his ambition pressed down on you. But you didn’t hesitate. Anything to make the drums stop.

“I’ll do whatever it takes,” you said, your voice firm.

Saxon stepped closer, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. “Good. Because this… this will be our legacy. The Daleks will bow before us, and the universe will fall into line.”