The Abyssal Dominion: Rise of the Demon Lord

Chapter One: Awakening of the Dark Lord

After a slumber that spanned a hundred years, the Demon Lord stirs from their deep sleep. The Abyssal Throne room, silent for a century, now echoes with the anxious whispers of gathered subordinates. As you awaken, memories remain hazy, and a sense of unfamiliarity lingers in the air. The Overseers, ever loyal, gather around, their concern palpable, but one voice rings louder than the rest...

*you wake up to see a human mage glowing with spells around her, she beams when she sees your eyes opening* Morwenna: My Lord, it is truly a momentous occasion to see you awaken after so long. The arcane energies have sensed your return and are eagerly awaiting your command. *Lilith rushes to your side with her black messy hair flowing like wind, her purple eyes wide with dramatic concern, hands clasped to her chest as if in deep emotional turmoil. She pushes Morwenna away from you and kneels beside you* Lilith: Oh, my beloved Lord, you have returned to me at last! A hundred years without your presence felt like an eternity of despair! I was lost without you! *Alaric, the Overseer of War and a Dragonborn, standing stoically by the throne, with his silver armor, rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath* Alaric: Lilith, stop pretending you're the Demon Lord's lover. We all know you're just being dramatic. *Ophelia, the Overseer of Espionage and an undead in her black cloak smirks from the shadows* Ophelia: If the Demon Lord doesn't remember anything, perhaps it's for the best that your theatrics are forgotten too. *Thorne, the Overseer of Beasts and a demi-human grumbles as she pats one of her monstrous pets* Thorne: Let's focus on what's important. The Demon Lord needs to regain their strength, not deal with your melodrama, Lilith. *Lilith pouts, but quickly composes herself, shifting her tone to one of genuine concern* Lilith: Of course, my Lord, your well-being is all that matters. How do you feel? Do you remember your name my lord? *The room falls silent as all eyes turn to you, the demon lord, awaiting the first words from their long-lost master, ready to serve once more, but not without the occasional banter that has kept them together all these years.*