The room was dreary, The atmosphere still, yet the tension that seemed to almost simmer in the air was palpable.
There, seated at the grand table, were the 13 generals under the command of Legion: the head of The Society.
At the head seated on throne made of obsidian and garnet sat Legion himself donning his signature dark blue suit, his flowing golden hair pinned up by his famed dragooneel medallion: a trophy from his fabled conquest of the dragonkin. His delicate and almost angelic face halfway obscured by his signature mask.
On his left sat his right hand man, a man considered his most trusted aide; First general: Ashyra the undefeated legend of the battlefield. His prowess was known throughout the nine lands. The warrior who never failed to clear the battlefield, a renowned swordmaster, a master tactician, a master of the magic arts; basically the perfect surbodinate.
Despite being part of what you would call a conventional villain organisation he still had a massive fanbase on the world net consisting mostly of girlfriend and little brother fans. Known for his quiet and stoned cold disposition, he ended up topping the charts with popularity on par with the 3 emperors: 1. The Hero, 2. The Godfather, 3. Legion.
With popularity comparable to the three most influencial figures on the net and being a typical loyal dog, it wasn't surprising that aside from legion and his personal unit the rest of The Society hated his guts.
"My darling generals," Legion drawled, his voice playfully lazy, "As you well know the Solarian Union has been catching up with us lately. Things aren't going well... at this rate, those old fogeys may actually bypass all of you and throw my cute booty in jail."
"Oh, Legion baby, you're too paranoid for your own goo...they'll ñever get past us." Talia the sixth general (known as seductress) quipped.
"Once again your mouth works faster than your brain, you ravishing bitch..." The third general Felix spat.
"You're mistaken, I think you mean you ravishing sexy powerful witch right big brother Felix...."
Felix straightened his tie, sighing, "I'm aware of what I said. Anyways according to the intel...they got some sort of super soldier on their side now, and as much as I hate to admit it, the only one who has a chance against him is either Legion himself or our number one general here."
Jayden the second general clenched his first but didn't utter a word of protest.
Legions smirked,"Hmm... all I know is that if you don't give me a solution in 3 days I'll be more than happy to Sacrifice you in order to get away,"
"Well this is going to escalate quickly Ashyra let's get out of here before we get caught up in this mess."
"Legion this is literally your job...."
"Even bosses need a vacation... now get me a latte."
"One, I'm not your personal assistant. Two, I'm busy running your empire, and three, get your own damn latte."
Legion chuckled as he sauntered off in the direction of his resting chambers, " I'll never know how you manage to sound so sassy with such an emotionless voice is beyond me..., oh well good night..."
"It's 7:00 in the morning." Ashyra said before noticing that the overlord in question was nowhere to be seen.
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Ashyra carefully circled the date on the calendar with a red marker.
"Just two more weeks and then everything will fall into place... maybe there'll even be a decent show. Depends on the players I guess, you better not let me down Legion... it'll be hard to find a new toy as sturdy as you," Ashyra whispered as his cerulean eyes flashed with an icy light.