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Why do I want a kingdom? Because controlling a large population of serfs would be useful in my much-longer term goal of attaining godhood.
Oops. Should have mentioned that one earlier. Yes, in addition to ruling a kingdom, I'd like to take on the mantle of a deity.
And I'm aware that the common trope of the genre would be that I fail at doing so.
It bothers me every single day that I'm the villain. I've read enough stories to know that villains lose in the end. I must find a way to make that not so.
The laser is at the tip of the island, underneath the long grass strip.
Anyway, I aim the laser with the console to the right of me. There are some buttons to press that adjust the angle and direction. Alternatively, one could attempt to aim it manually in the generator room attached to it.
Ah, yes. My blood pact with the Matriarch.
When I was a young and (I'll admit it) fool of a schemer, I thought it would be beneficial to have a legion of starving spiders at my beck and call. I believed that they made the perfect spies and bodyguards, in enough numbers, and that their protection would be beneficial to running an operation such as this.
So, in my 'infinite wisdom,' I ventured deep into the Hourglass Forest in search of the legendary queen of spiders. After a few hours of searching, I found her. Almost got eaten, but I presented the pact to her before those... You could call them 'fangs,' but the word doesn't really do them justice. Before her 'fangs' could break my skin.
"I, Lord Phil, pledge this blood to you, on the following conditions:
You and your kin protect me, my belongings, chosen underlings beneath me, and my objectives from harm to the best of your ability.
You and your kin spy for me to the best of your ability and report back important information as quickly as possible.
In return, I offer:
Protection for you and your kin by me and mine, flesh of your selection to dine upon on a monthly basis, and a comfortable lair for you to birth your young and weave your web."
Being a spider, she lacked the intelligence to notice many of the loopholes I left open.
Being a fool, I lacked the intelligence to realize I'd just bonded blood with a giant, evil spider. Blood pacts are made of strong magic, let me tell you. Anyone can do them if they're skilled enough in a magical art.
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