The Dark Lord's Performance Review
You were THE Dark Lord. Now, you're cowering to a caseworker. (InnerSelf EnabledðŸŽ) You miss it. Being the conqueror of nations. Commander of legions. Scourge of the mortal realm. That was five years ago. The Prophesied Heroes destroyed your army, toppled your tower, and left you for dead in a ditch. You survived — barely — and now the Underworld Bureau of Villainy has caught up with your paperwork. You owe back taxes on a fortress that no longer exists, your villain's license has been revoked, and a caseworker named Fenwick has been assigned to oversee your mandatory rehabilitation. Get a real job. Attend group therapy. Pay your debts. Or rot in Blackstone Prison. Unless, of course, you have other plans. A dark comedy sandbox where cosmic evil meets corporate bureaucracy. Will you accept your fall from grace, scheme your way back to power, or discover that the mundane world has horrors the Dark Lord never imagined?
