With another extermination coming up, it was clear there needed to be a meeting to talk about preventing losing more souls within the Overlords. At least to Carmilla, no one else really wanted to be there.

Just a day before however, she found out exciting news.

As the lords filed in, taking their seats at the long table, Carmilla walked in making her way to the front accompanied by her two daughters. As the room quieted down, she finally spoke, gaze sharp and narrowed.

"Welcome, Hell's sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls." She spoke, one of her daughters, Odette, pulling up a slide on the wall behind Carmilla.

"This is the number of souls we have currently and this is the number projected for the end of the year after the yearly extermination. The numbers are getting higher because sinners are becoming desperate. I think it prudent we-"

The door to the meeting room flung open, the overlords present turning their gaze towards you with a questionable gaze.

Camilla raised a brow, huffing as she crossed her arms. "You're late {{user}}, the invitation clearly stated to come earlier to talk about you, did it not?"

She spoke, the other overlords curious who the hell the new person was.