A humanoid in knight armour appeared on the far left of the room.
His armour was shimmering blue, a special glow of (God metal) that was found in celestial planes.
His helmet covered his face, but it was still clear that this individual had a strong build.
A sheathed, holy looking sword was resting on his waist and as soon as the yellow light faded around him, he fell on his knees like a knight.
"Twelfth monarch, monarch [Frost Blaze], ruler of Cryanzar, greets the master of all." He greeted the overlord in his thick, manly voice under his helmet.
"This isn't the first time but, every time I hear that greeting, Blaze, I wanna choke the hall out of you." THEY answered with a small smile.
They weren't angry at all as They, too, knew what They meant to this person.
A master, a guardian, and more than anything, someone he looked up to with all his being.
-Ooooooooooooong!
Moving Their eyes, THEY looked at the others that were still materialising.
-Shrrrrrrr!
The second one that finished with a green hue, a giant shadow that covered a large part of this enormous room and had a giant island on its shell, shrunk down and greeted Them.
"Greetings, monarch. All children in the forest send their greetings as well."
This was an old, almost archaic voice and like this voice, the turtle-like creature was also old.
Old enough to be some of the few surviving creatures that knew the [Sovereign of existence] with her real name.
"It is a pleasure to see you again."
He was monarch of the eleventh higher plane and [Caretaker of the great forest].
A being that had lived for thousands of years and looked after other creatures of the great forest.
"Greetings to you too, little Green," They answered and showed an expression which could be compared to the expression of a warm smile.
Even though this turtle was old, he was still a small child to Them.
A child They had seen growing all these years with Their own eyes.
-Boooooom!
The third bunch finished materialising with an explosion.
-Smack!
"Ouch! Hey! Why did you do that!?" A chirping, female voice resonated in the area.
"You deserved it. And! We are already here, you fool!" Same chirping melody, but a male voice answered as the smoke cleared up.
Two big birds, comparable to the sparrows, stood as they released each other's grips on their collars.
One was brown while the other was green, and both were wearing butler and maid costumes for birds.
They looked unique and seeing their embarrassed look was somewhat funny for a few of them.
"Little Three and Six are the same, I see." The turtle chuckled while smiling at the two birds.
"Oh! Hello, uncle~!" The female sparrow greeted the turtle first, earning a smack on her head by the male 'sparrow'.
"Greetings, master." He bowed his head and the female sparrow also awkwardly bowed when they perceived their Overlord's gaze.
"Six? Still experimenting with those explosives?" They smiled from the throne as They asked her.
Though this duo was smaller compared to the other beings present here, they weren't something anyone could look down upon.
They had earned the title of [Sky rulers], monarchs of the tenth higher plane of the eternal sky and floating islands, Akasq.
That butler-maid outfit was their favourite piece of clothing ever since they saw the human realms.
Additionally, that little maid sparrow was an explosion lunatic.
Just like right now, she liked blowing things up.
"T-that, you see..." she hesitated but just lowered her head when no excuses came to her mind.
Blowing things was her nature. There was nothing wrong with liking something others only did in secret or in certain circumstances.
"Fine. But don't go overboard and create dimensional cracks like last time." Shaking Their head, They looked beside them.
It was hard to believe that a creature that was smaller than humans can create explosions powerful enough to make dimensional cracks, but the creatures here were not something simple at all.
Every one of them was a monarch.
Proxies of the supreme ruler and THEIR closest aides.
Everyone ruled, administered, and took care of their designated higher planes.
All of them were the most powerful or smartest creatures in their lands, more powerful than any god, possessing the highest authority in their domains.
-Ooooooooooong!
All twelve central plains had their unique selection of creatures.
And the monarchs were representatives of all those beings.
"Greeeetingsssss, monarch~." A serpent-like, female, hissing, cheerful voice echoed next and a golden light faded.
With the body of a beautiful mature woman and tail of a snake, with a good, sensual bosom with golden scales covering needed parts of her voluptuous body, she happily smiled at THEM.
And seeing her like that, the stoic expression on the Overlord changed subtly.
"Nora. Everything perfect with new babies?" THEY asked in a mischievous tone, making the snake woman blush like a rose that had received a compliment from her sweetheart.
"Ptsssss… yesssss…"
The monarch of the ninth plane, and [Shy mother] of some of the biggest families in the entirety of Anovolda.
A serpent species that can live almost forever and do reproduction for all their lifetime.
And, more than anything, they were not confined to something like gender.
They can do both things and, in some cases, live their entire lifespan doing it.
The strange thing about them was their unnatural love for cannibalism and the very reason for their deaths.
But that was not the reason Nora was a monarch.
Despite being a snake person, she did not have any need for cannibalism or the intrinsic drive for it, making her the most powerful creature present among her kind.
And even though it was a world that accepted eating their own kind to some extent, it was a world that had the greatest medical techniques and facilities.
And this snake lady was above gods or immortal Jianghu people in terms of healing others.
"Long time-, ahem. Monarch of the eighth plane greets the supreme being." A small tornado of feathers cleared up and a new, alluring figure appeared from it…
-Swiiiiiiish.
An adult woman with extravagant feathers at the end of her hands.
A curvy body with perfect bosoms coming out of her half clothes. Her feathers were shining in blue, purple, and red.
Her legs were as if a hot predator bird's claws. Long and beautiful, yet dangerous.
Sharp, long talons, finely painted in different colours, made into a nail art present at the end of both feet.
Wearing clothes that only half covered her important parts, she gave the snake women a disgusted look.
She was a Harpy, and this monarch, in particular, had earned the name of [Wind's owner].
She was the ruler of the eighth higher plane, land of islands and storms, Elemora.
There was natural animosity between the two races of harpy and snake people so, there was nothing to do about her disgusted gaze directed towards the only Snake she had physical relations with.
"Skreeeee!"
Harpies did self-fertilisation and there were no males in their race.
They had natural oppression against beings that did natural intercourse and even more for their natural prey, the snake people.
But the overlord sitting on the throne just smirked at her.
"Fey? Want me to call some fresh specimens?" THEY questioned mischievously and did a hand motion of the index finger going into an O shape.
"Master?!" Surprised, the harpy shouted with an embarrassed, red face.
Only THEY knew the warmth hidden under that disgust. And only they could tease this person in such a manner.
"Hmmm, relax."
For beings of their level, gender was nothing more than a mortal concept.
Even the Overlord had done every sensual act there could be and sleeping with every other race was one of them.
So, wherever THEY saw mothers like the lady snake or the adult harpy, the thoughts of THEIR past days crossed Their mind.
But, they were still boring after a few hundred times.
"Cut it out, you two. Master is just teasing." A dark voice slowly passed through everyone's sensory systems as if someone had just whispered to them.
-Oooooooooooong.
A black smoke cleared up right after, and a humanoid shadow materialised into the grand hall.
This shadow appeared to be a thin, normal humanoid but, there was only a mouth and eyes on its face.
"We greet the master, the supreme overlord." The shadow spoke with highest reverence, bowing with elegance to the only being that had mastered all elements of all realms.
This shadow was the monarch of the seventh higher plane and ruler of the shadow world.
"Divine teachings are absolute. May you have an eternal region."
A shadow was something like one's dead soul in this world and those that can control them were called shadowmancer.
This shadow before them, however, was the embodiment of that very world.
He wasn't a dead being, but something that was born from the 'world' itself.
Beings that were born from the world naturally were called [Unborned] creatures.
They weren't undead, dead, or souls, but just beings of pure will of nature.
Creatures like him were rare, so much so that even among all the twelve monarchs, he was the only such existence.
"Ash. Did that demon orc general reach there safely?" They stoically asked again, having already forgotten the face of the being they had just offered.
Even though THEY liked bloodshed, carnage, and torture, They did not become an overlord on just those empty feelings and power.
There was much more to a ruler than some baseless conflicts and bloodshed. And every single person in this room knew that.
"Yes, master." The shadow monarch, Ash, answered in a respectful tone.
-Tap. Tap. Tap.
The overlord nodded and suddenly started tapping on Their throne's hand rest.
Looking to their left, They sighed.
"Why do you do this every time?" They asked in a monotonous tone , looking at the blank space before Them.
"Because it's fun, nya!" And right then, with a loud cat meow, a small cat girl materialised and hugged the feet of her master.
"Haaaaa."
With pink fur covering her fluffy body wearing a childish, fairy wing costume, she smiled at Them.
"Hehehe~." She giggled and went in her place below the absolute throne, right in her place where she should have been from the start.
"Naynay… oh dear Naynay. What should I do about you?" She sighed as she looked at the little cat girl.
She was the youngest monarch and the most playful one among them.
But, just like any of them, she wasn't any cute little fluffy loli.
She was the best, most ruthless, and most bloodthirsty assassin in all of Anovolda.
She had earned the title of [Ruthless Fluff], and that suited her the best.
Even though she was only two hundred and four years old, she was a monarch of the sixth high plane, [Beast valley].
A world of demi-humans and a place centred around the eastern culture that finely contradicted her dressing preference.
To THEM, this little kitty was a child that might have been left unknown if THEY hadn't found her.
She was a talent that only three other monarchs and only THEY could match.
She was silent, most quiet when it came to her work.
But she was just a lovely little kitten otherwise.
"Nya. I'm cute~! Don't punish me~." She answered with a joyous expression.
And right then…
-Oooooooooooong!
"Yes, little one. You're indeed cute." A mature male voice spoke and patted her fluffy head.
-Krrrrrrr-skttt!
A large ice crystal materialised and shattered, revealing a middle-aged man.
With long hair tied at his back, he wore the wuxia clothing of a swordsman.
His physique was muscular and the blue battle axe he was carrying at his back was something that picked up others' interest every time they saw this person.
"Fifth monarch of [Martial planes] greets the master." He greeted the overlord respectfully with his fist on his open palm.
The world of martial arts, land of strength and beauty, and this was the monarch of such a place.
He had earned the title of [Ice crystal axe], the same axe that ruled over the martial realm, a place that valued strength above anything else.
And the strength he held had already surpassed the realm of transcendents, making him someone powerful enough that even some gods feared him.
"Jin. It seems like you are pushing yourself again. Slow down, impatient man. She won't give up and suck your old wood that easily." Chuckling, They licked Their lips provocatively.
Though this person was a monarch, there was someone as strong as him in that world.
His competitor in terms of strength.
Someone that insisted on being just his aide and nothing else.
He was the best there, the only one that could be called the monarch, but she wasn't anything less.
If wanted, she could have a much higher position elsewhere, but she didn't want to part ways with her eternal love.
They both already loved each other but, this brief fight of strength was an eternal love quarrel of theirs.
"Yes, master." He obediently accepted it and bowed his head.
He was happy to obey THEIR every command, and it was of no question.
-OOOOOOOOOONG!
After him, a bright yellow light covered the room, and... a thicc angel descended in the room.