Lord or Overlord? Huh...

A large door bursts open as a middle-aged man rushes into the room. His wild beard and disheveled hair give away his immense stress. In his left hand, he clutches a stack of papers with crumpled edges, as though he's been frantically trying to deliver them to someone.

"Lord! A report from the Fortified City of Alessa has arrived! It's urgent and demands your immediate attention!" The man exclaims, directing his plea to a grand throne adorned with gold and precious gems.

An imposing figure sits on the throne, dressed in extravagant garments that showcase his authority. His piercing eyes and sinister grin evoke a sense of malevolence. Beside him, two beautiful women are shackled. One is a demi-human with cat ears protruding from her head, while the other is an elven woman who appears malnourished, bearing signs of enduring various forms of torture, primarily of a sexual nature.

The lord glares at the anxious man with a mixture of curiosity and irritation. "Very well, speak. What news is so crucial that you dare disturb my leisure?" he demands, tugging the chain attached to the demi-human slave to bring her closer for his amusement.

Trembling, the middle-aged man bows his head and nervously relays the information from the documents, acutely aware of his unforgiving overlord's wrath.

"My Lord, the hideout you meticulously designed has been utterly destroyed by an unknown force possessing immense power! The devastation is extensive, and our chain of command is at a loss, turning to you for guidance," the man stammers, as if waiting for his head to be chopped off and rolled away by just merely relaying this information.

Upon hearing this, the lord releases the demi-human slave's chain and slams his fist onto the throne's armrest. The resounding crash echoes throughout the room, causing everyone to shudder. The lord's once relaxed and content expression is now a terrifying mix of pure hatred and fury.

"How dare you relay this horrible news during my relaxation time! June, and Lexi; chop away his limbs as punishment." The lord said his anger caused one man dressed in an assassin's gown and a woman dressed in a beautiful maids dress to leap out of the shadows. They quickly dropped the man to his knees, the lord seeing this leaned back in his chair in enjoyment; the screams of the middle-aged man as he yelled out "Help me! Don't do this! Please!" wrung out throughout the room.

He struggled to escape but just as he thought he might be free he felt an intoxicating scent as his body went limp. Then a slight shing noise from the left side came crawling into his ear, with a slight woosh sound a large wave of blood splattered out as the middle-aged man was chopped from limb by limb and eventually he bled out. His organs, limbs, and even his eyeballs were all spread out across the room for the Lord's and his servants utter amusement.

"Thank you June and Lexi! Much appreciated… now… let's see who dares to go against my growing empire." The lord gets up from his chair and walks toward the large doorway, as he's walking he finds one of the limbs of the middle-aged man he had just ordered killed and just kicks it off to the side making a blood trail. He slightly lets off a malicious laugh, opens the large door, and disappears deeper into his stronghold.