The Netherworld Tower, Overlord's Private Quarters

Three years had passed since the Overlord crushed the Glorious Empire, and, now that he had solidified his control, he had been forming his plans for the future. As much as it bothered him, he was still mortal, and all mortals must die eventually. Sure, the magical energy that pervaded the Netherworld could be used to sustain him, but he didn't want to live on borrowed time. Gnarl had taught him to stand on his own two feet. He was a servant of evil, but the elderly Minion was a surprisingly good father figure. For his Empire of Darkness to last for all eternity, it needed someone to rule it once he had passed on. After some intense consideration, he made his decision: his Mistresses would each bear him a child, and the one most fit to rule would take his place after his death. He quickly summoned for them to give them the news…

"Why do you think Witch-boy wants to see us?" Kelda asked Dark Fay. She liked the cold Nordberg nights better than the corrupted Fairy Queen, but she always seemed to know what was going on.

"All that matters is that our lord wishes to see us, not the why of it." Even Juno, as empty-headed as she was, would have been able to hear the mocking tone in her voice. She knew all right.

Damned fairy. Should've known she would keep quiet.

"He probably just wants to see me," Juno quickly took the lead, "he's just letting you two tag along so you don't feel bad."

"Oh of course Empress, there's no way he'd want his First Mistressto be there except out of consideration for her feelings."

"pah. Enjoy that title, peasant, because I will steal it from you someday." Juno's threats were as empty as her bone-box and everyone knew it. She wouldn't dare upset the Overlord by trying to take Kelda's place.

The three of them entered the Private Quarters and tried to act like they weren't struggling to be there first. The Overlord motioned for them to sit on the bed. "Congratulations," he said in his deep, rumbling voice, "You are going to be the mothers of the next potential Overlord. Each of you will bear me a child to carry on my empire once I die." Dark Fay cackled in her strange way, but it had a hint of nervousness in it. Kelda blushed at the idea of having her childhood crush's successor. Juno simply stared at him with her mouth open.

The sounds of the first phase of the Overlord's plan echoed throughout the Netherworld, and the cheering of Minions could barely be heard outside of the Private Quarters.

10 Months later, Throne Room

"Sire, your Mistresses have successfully given birth. Mistress Juno is quite upset with you for putting her through this, Mistress Kelda is exhausted, but pleased with herself, and Mistress Fay had twins. Congratulations, Sire, you're a father."

Twins, that changes things, but it won't make much difference in the long run. "Good. Gnarl, once they are able, tell my Mistresses to meet me in my Private Quarters so that we may discuss what happens next."

"Certainly, Sire." Gnarl gave a quick bow and left to organize the messenger Minions, there was no way he was going to go running around the Netherworld at his advanced age. This Master has an evil head in that helmet of his. His father would have been very proud...