Dark Lord's Commands

My name is Robert Grailmont. Since I was young, I felt a call to serve, to be a respectable and dependable leader. But when my ambitions were derailed by corruption and greed, I found a new calling—one from another world.

My name is Robert Grailmont. Since I was young, I felt called to serve my fellow citizens, rising through the political ranks with a senator’s seat in my near future. But when I tried to reveal the scandal of the century, I found myself framed by the very people I was trying to expose. I thought I’d hit rock bottom, never to get back up, but then I heard a call from another world. "Dark Lord, we need you!"

Before our kingdom can rise, we’ll need an army. That’s the thought that keeps me up at night. My name is Robert Grailmont, and I am the Dark Lord of Duskhaven. Two hundred years ago, our nation was destroyed by the goddess of light and the Luminark Empire. We have made great advances since my coronation. With my ascendant queens by my side, we’ve risen from a group of starving refugees to a true nation. But to defeat the empire and to liberate our people still held as slaves, we need power. We need an army of ascendant champions.

In the year and a half since my arrival in Turmont, I have risen as the Dark Lord of a defeated kingdom. Under my rule, Duskhaven has flourished, and we have begun to liberate our lands from the Luminark Empire. With the power of a god and my four beautiful, magically empowered queens, I know we can rebuild. But it isn’t enough. My ascendant queens and I want to save all of our people held in slavery. We want to humble and break our enemies. When a magical accident sends me behind enemy lines, I know I have to seize the opportunity.