The trumpets sounded and a mass of hundreds of thousands of refugees arrived, the first ones safe and sound and the stragglers with various burns to sometimes lethal levels.

Chlorophylle and Xayda didn't speak to each other, but helped as best they could to save what could be saved. It was desolation.

Not everyone could be accommodated in the city, and makeshift tent camps were set up.

Then I arrived madly in my throne room with my generals and immediately summoned Vidocq and Taller.

Pages and goblins stumbled in panic as they saw a monstrous black thing full of teeth roar and growl orders that nobody understood.

Zalar arrived, followed by Sacha and Maxime, out of breath.

"Majesty, Mir, being a hero, I propose to find out what happened. Why a nuclear warhead exploded.

Vecna the Lich approached me and whispered: "I smell the poison of the living dead in the celestial staff. Young heroes don't 'stink'.

I waved my paw in thanks to Vecna the Lich, who went off into a corner to join the other undeads who were serving me.

Balor, the demon lord and imp asked me what my next objectives would be, given that I was the last demon lord, the demon king Mir.

"Everything went very fast. But we're facing other threats. The humans here are our wards and we are now the rightful owners of Alpha. We're going to subdue the other states and empires and merge the demonic empires into a single draconic empire."

Balor "What about the threat from above?"

"We'll see, for now we fear nothing."

The devas or my servant generals and representatives of the various demonic races attended my official councils and recognized me as their leader and emperor... until now.

What they didn't know was that I didn't give a damn about the empire anymore, and even less about Alpha.

I was just waiting for the evening to go fuck my wyverns, the Empress, and I also wanted to bang Etincelle with Xayda at the same time then hug my little brother and knock up my whole tribe. I fantasized about being surrounded by pregnant dragons with eggs all over the place and playing until I couldn't play anymore with my little ones. Playing the fool, then lounging on a rock with my basically exhausted females and sleeping like that until the next day, then starting all over again in a never-ending party of laughter, joy and squeaks.

Sacha screamed at me. I was drooling and still absent-minded.

"Mir...you disgust me!"

GRRR. "I swear, Sacha, one of these days...you and Kraa! You'll see!"

Zalar rolled on the floor laughing.

The girl was as red as a tomato.

Then she cried

"But Mir... Kroa, he's a friend...a wyvern...we can't!"

"OF COURSE WE CAN! Besides, when things calm down, we'll celebrate your engagement."

Sasha, whimpering, "Sire... Mir.."

I looked at the human sternly. "My little brother adores and protects you. You'll learn to love him! You're young"

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"Majes.."

"SUFFIT! GGGGRRRRR my orders are absolute... "

Sasha sank to his knees...

"Mir... I'm afraid of the commander. Something's not right."

Then Blanche arrived as a giantess and resumed a small horse's size and went to settle down next to me, opposite Chlorophylle.

"Mir... I'm afraid... the golems in the ship... I've been listening, and I'm scared." She used draconic and grunts so only we would understand.

I'm listening, my precious.

But then the commander arrived and curtsied.

My gaze frowned but it was to keep up the facade, a sort of masquerade in front of the monster and human generals.

"Taller! Explain to me why Northan was wiped off the map with atomics when we had enough to crush them with our conventional weapons."

Immediately, I saw that something was wrong, that the commander's terror and fear of the wyvern, was as if absent.

It was as if someone else was in his place in his gait, gestures and almost effeminate voice. These were small details that didn't escape me.

Vidocq, on the other hand, had a normal gait.

I then cast a lie-detection and astral-shielding spell on myself, Blanche and the 4 humans (not Vidocq or Taller). In the event of a mortal threat, we'd waltz into the astral. I was an animal, but far from stupid.

They didn't react to the mana, which was just as well.

I then took on a more menacing air, to see how strange Taller was. Nothing... no reaction... he should have crawled to the ground and had drool foam all over his mouth.

Then I realized I was facing an entity much stronger than the commander, stronger even than me.

Taller: "The Earth government has introduced spiritual and virtual doubles into the operating system. Unconsciously, telepathically, there's no distance between us, and decisions made here would have been made on Earth anyway.

In the course of restoring the flora and fauna, the government experimented and experimented, and contagious chimeras appeared and tried to escape from the Umbrella Corporation's highly protected laboratories. Now it turns out that the same type of threat has arisen and has probably driven the Northan population southwards, towards your empire. (He insisted on the V). We have followed the protocol of eradicating the threat by fire.

We're also taking the opportunity to make an example of Terran power to intimidate other hostile nations and empires and offer them the Pax Atomica by merging with your empire, leaving them no choice but to comply or be exterminated."

I paused.

"Commander, I'm a wyvern at heart and have enough troops to bend any nation and the means to project my desires with the weaponry we have.

Alpha is a virgin planet and, as an animal, I'm an advocate for the other lower species I represent as Demon Lord, King Demon Lord! Needless to say, I don't approve of such a display of force and destruction by fire. It's despicable.

Taller dared to provoke me, "Like with mustard gas and phosphorus bombs?"

"They had their chance! Those who died were the most fanatical and zealous. No one will miss those morons."

But I knew he was lying, he was lying about everything and his aims were to take my place.

Let him take it, but first I've got to get the hell out of here.

I wanted to take possession of the ship, the Bow and rebuild a teleporter. I didn't want to make the same mistake of activating it on the planet's surface. It had to be done in orbit or in space.

Moving on, messages were sent to all the nations and empires, with photos of Northan's state as glowing ashes.

The ambassadors were even offered a trip into space aboard the shuttle, flying over their country and even landing so that they could visit relatives - a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Of course, in the face of this firepower, the recalcitrant Volcanians of the Western Empire (another continent) complied.

As a matter of principle, they kept their government, their country as if nothing had happened, and they could even keep their status as emperors and empire.

The only thing was that I was their demon king, that if I wanted troops, they'd send them, and if I needed resources, they'd supply them (with compensation), and my orders were absolute.

As the chains of corruption were respected, this posed no major problems.

Freeway, railroad and waterway construction work was everywhere, and the other empires were given access to some of the technology.

For 1 year, everything went smoothly and, in secret, I was working on an infinite mana teleporter that only I could activate.

I gave them instructions for their own portal, using nuclear reactors and mini black holes to bend space-time and cross infinite distances.

On the other hand, I knew all about Dumas, the Colossus, the aberrations and the infernal guardians of Umbrella.

As long as they needed me, all would be well, but I had no idea of the insane plans of this AI sect.

If I made contact with Earth, what guarantees would I have that I wouldn't be eradicated because I'd been in contact with this abomination?

I'd play the game by avoiding the deadly boxes. Squares that would activate as soon as the Masquerade was broken.

Xayda, Krii and I were the only ones who knew.

Then one afternoon, Sacha ventured into my garden, my harem, and arrived at the wrong moment, when...