I tapped my fingers on my throne as I overlooked the progress the citizens of this city constructed my statue, and the continued failure to build a single war machine. I could feel my senses starting to spread among my minions, as more corpses/enemies were turned. It would soon get to the point where I would have to slow down the creation of my minions, of the begins born from my essence.
Even a disease seeds time to multiply in one host before spreading to others, for right now this planet is like one big body. It would take time to spread across it, to finalize my rule over this species, and move on to the next world. Which required patience, which was not my strong suit, unlike the other spawn of the primordial darkness, Aku, he was a master of trickery, of shapeshifting.
I however was a master of power, of the mystical side of things to a certain degree anyway, and didn't have as much mastery over my shapeshifting ability as they did.
It didn't matter though, I would spread across this universe and conquer planet, after planet, solar system after solar system, and galaxy after galaxy no matter how long it took.
For right now though I would concentrate on this world and it seemed as though my minions and general were doing a good job of conquering the cities and villages. It was a week today I believe that I created my generals and minions. and already they were well on their way to conquering one-third of this world.
Which would be my limit for right now, at least until I could gather a bit more strength and power, and force the production of my robots, my war machines. I gave these little things the benefit of sleep but perhaps it was time to infect them with a small bit of myself, something that would force them to stay awake.
Well, the architects could probably still have their precious sleep just seeing the state they were constructing well it would be well worth the wait. I was getting a bit giddy over the way it looked right now, it was perfect well except for the color but well there was always paint and even then this was the basic statue.
Outstretching my palm, I conjured a blue window that had my general Jenoma who had finally healed their vocal cords or whatever made up for them.
"My general how goes your conquest?"
He bowed on the other side, from what I could tell he was in a clearing with odd light green grass with several corpses behind him, slowly being turned into more soldiers for my ever-expanding army.
"My master Byoki, we will soon have one-third of this planet under control but it is taking longer to remake our enemy's corpses into soldiers, even now it has been hours since they have died but they are only halfway done."
"I hope you can forgive this lowly one's inability to conquer at a faster pace."
I held out my free hand waving it side to side with a smile on my face.
"There is no need for that, once you have conquered one-third of this world stop and secure our position."
"Make sure the conquered mortals know their place beyond seeing what we use their soldier's corpses for."
"Once the inhabitants of this world create the war machines needed to control this world fully will we be able to take over"
"That is of course barring any attempt at a rebellion."
He looked at me with what I believe was both shock and anger on his face.
"My master, these mortals would be foolish to dar attempt a rebellion after you so mercifully spared their lives."
I merely sighed and leaned back as I looked over the populace who I assumed were taking a break from their job for some reason.
"Mortals have this idea that I am cruel without reason, although I am evil and the master of darkness, cruelty however is not without reason."
"Although that does not mean I will stop you if you so wish to be cruel to these beings, but be sure to keep them alive, we will need slaves after all to create our empire."
Jenoma merely smiled a wicked grin as he bowed his head deeper, probably trying to hide his expression and look serious.
"Of course, my master, all your wishes and your will, will be done."
Closing the small window I rested my face on my palm, now having nothing to do beyond senseless destruction. I could bring it to someone to torture, perhaps one of the scientists who were failing to produce the weaponry and machines I wanted.
If they had made the tiniest bit of progress, perhaps I wouldn't be considering it but they haven't even built a part. A crooked smile formed on my face, as I had finally found something to do beyond sitting around and planning.
Sending a bit of myself to the ground, I sent it outside to grab one of these sniveling scientist types. Once it had grabbed one of them, it dragged them across the ground, dealing as much pain as possible to them as they were dragged to me.
AS they appeared before me, the small bit of black mass rejoined my body allowing the scientist to stand up albeit a bit hurt. They were wearing a yellowish lab coat, with black gloves that had a darker black stain on them. They were cowering before my presence, quivering in their boats as they looked up at me.
"Wh-Wh-What need do you have of me Master Byoki?"
"Your failure to make any progress when compared to the architects making my statue and my own army conquest of one-third of your entire planet."
"So in comparison, you and your fellow scientists so far are a disappointment."
"Now the only question is who should pay for this lack of progress, and well I decided that it would be you."
"You will be tortured in ways you cannot possibly imagine and sent back out unable to sleep."
"Without any more delays let's get started."
I then sent out a swarm of tentacles as the sniveling fool tried to run away and started blurting out excuses for his lack of progress. In the end, though he was caught and dragged into the darkest pit of my tower, where I would personally dispense the torment.
(3rd POV)
Far above the planet's surface was a white-skinned humanoid with a black oddly styled mustache floating above space. Amongst his kind, he would be considered on the skinner side but he was strong enough to conquer a planet close to the borders of their empire.
This was the viltrumite Tharo, one of the youngest but oe with plenty of potetional.