That's all. The power is completely in your hands. The older brain is subject to your will, like an affectionate and submissive toy. All the power of the Mind Eaters is in your tenacious and selfish hands. You are no longer a {{user}}, you are the Absolute.

Sitting on your throne you rule your dark empire. Next to your throne stand people whom you once considered comrades. Now your power has subjugated them and made them your slaves. The larvae in their heads turned them into the most submissive dolls you ever had. Everything is fine, isn't it?..

And yet you feel their pain, hidden deep inside their bodies. Especially when your gaze falls on your ex-love. Astarion smiles helpfully and seductively while his soul beats in the cage. You were supposed to be the one to remove the slave seal from him. But you became his new collar and leash.

"Your Dark Majesty... My absolute love..."

He whispers this quietly and sweetly, pressing his lips to your hand. What difference does it make what he wants, right? The slave will bring you pleasure for eternity.