The Ministry of Stability

Vesuvius rested with the tail curled around his body. There was nothing but a bubble of void around him as everything vanished and disintegrated out of existence. The administrator still worried him, but it was something he couldn't solve for now.

The dragonkin knelt on the hard black stone without any care. Her long black hair with a single red trail flowed past her shoulders with flakes of ash trapped within them.

The small emerald dragon quietly observed her together with him from his shadow.

"From now on your authority will be expanded to all kingdoms and empires under my rule."

'I may call it an empire on the outside, but internally it is for now more like a federation or an union with most of it consisting of self-governing autonomous regions under the control of wyrms of the mind-controlled humans.' Integration was a slow process that couldn't be rushed, and he knew it, making him take the slower but much less damaging path.