Underlord to Supreme Prime

By: Raziel_X007223

Disclaimer: Inspiration to this unique fiction was brought in part by games like Dungeon Keeper and Dungeons and Dragons. As such, the fiction will have a proper beginning and backstory, but will ultimately be written by me rolling random dice to write its outcome. If anyone wishes to use this as a premise for your own Underlord to Supreme Prime narrative, make sure to make your Junior Underlord number blow the rank of #40,792,162. Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this. – Raziel_X007223

Prologue- "The Appointment from Verba"

I don't have a name. I'm a senior minion that managed to survive my appointments and duties by derailing heroes and wannabe messiahs through centuries of experiences from being the lowest minion to now, the senior minion to still be alive up to this point. Friends of mine have perished to never get to see me get to this point. Others have be transformed, much like I have to the same results. I've been a goblin on many occasions, an orc, a fledgling drake and even a mid-grade chimera to make it this far as a senior minion, maybe to the extent of a serious mid-boss in a dungeon.

So, for my number, #40,792,162 to be called out for a private appointment from the Supreme Prime Overlord, Verba, I was shocked to say the least. Perhaps pride and a glimmer of happiness that once left my blackened and jaded heart walked onto his throne room in his private dimension, he himself forged from the darkness and despair from all. It was, impressive and overbearing to say a lot of his overall look. The Supreme Prime held no form. For him to stoop to my level and appear as a simple vampire showed, humility and apathy for the appointment.

"#40,782,162, you've answered the call."

"I have, Supreme Prime."

"Courteous and respectful of your position here. Never in my countless millennia of existing have I seen such a devoted minion to paramount and exhibit the will to survive and become, a staple in the community for ending lower ranked heroes."

"Someone has to take such prides, your most wickedness."

"Humble as well. No wonder many of the Midlords and Overlords have called you, the "Dutiful". You will go through great length to keep upstarts from ever seeing the lords in question. You have become the number one minion they turn to when needing a penultimate barrier before they earn the right to honor them. Just looking at your statistics, out of the 42,301 times heroes have tried to best you, only five have ever done so. Most of them have ultimately bested the lords in question, but those five did have Weapons of Legend at their disposal.

As a result, you have been spared the dishonor of a disgraceful end of your tenure. In fact, your reputation for being able to halt heroes at lower to mid levels of their careers have earn this appointment and opportunity for you. I'm hereby promote you to Junior Underlord status."

I was serious taken aback… I receive promotions before, but never such a leap. I was expecting to become a minion to be promoted to Junior Boss, but for me to be an Underlord was, beyond what I anticipated. Yet, I found myself, lost for questions.

"Supreme Prime Verba, I humbly accept the promotion to Junior Underlord. I know not how to be an Underlord, but I'm sure I'll understand my position."

"Don't be so modest. Most minions don't ever see this promotion. Usually Senior Bosses would see this promotion as they would have time to study under an Underlord before becoming one all their own. To be appointed as such means you have the capabilities to inspire those around you."

"Understood. Before I request an exit from your grace, I would like to go to the unexplored topside as my first assignment."

"Oh, why there?"

"From experience, most heroes and messiahs have humble beginnings topside before delving below. Instead of getting a stipend from the Overlord Funds, what if I gained my empire from the ill-gotten gains from such heroes? I would be able to study them, how they become heroes in the first damn place and as an increased bonus, I can look to experiment, breed and adapt new species of minions to all to utilize."

"Looking to eventually overthrow me?"

"No, I know my place. When the seat becomes vacant, then I'll pry for that if the time is right. Until that eventuality comes to pass, I have yet a reason to bite the hand that feeds me or gifts me this opportunity."

"A silver tongue with a golden endeavor. I'll will sign off on this, first assignment. Will this be your preference?"

"If I could make that a thing, then absolutely."

"You're the only Underlord to ever request that. Most look to be watched over by a Midlord. You desire no such luxury and as a result, you have earned my respect. Make a name for yourself and do the Realm of Infinite Evil proud."

"Yes, Supreme Prime."

"I'll give you 20,000 gold from the world of Jetta I recently looted from a dead Priest from my entrance during housekeeping. That will be your only seed. Make that seed into a dominate tree. I'll have Reha explain the details for you to promote yourself to Junior Underlord, Bronze Tier. REHA!"

A slender secretary appeared from a small portal from Supreme Prime's left side. She looked like a fallen angel with a business casual attire. She looked at me with great distain.

"Yes, Supreme Prime…"

"This is Senior Minion #40,792,162. He has been promoted to Junior Underlord. He won't have a name, but since most lords don't go topside, he's going to be referred by the nickname, "The Pioneer". He has quite the ambition and task for his first assignment."

"Oh? What is his first assignment, Supreme Prime?"

"He requested to go to the overworld of Jetta and build his first empire there."

"YOU FOOL! WHY REQUEST SUCH A TASK?"

"Because, your grace, no one else have. With most lords wanting nothing to do topside, I figured that if my contributions and studies can breed a new type of minion for the lords to utilize, I would happily take all my assignments topside and not request from the pool."

"You're serious? You don't wish access to the coffers?"

"No. In addition, I want to go into the minion pool and recruit a modest amount. If I can get even one minion to my cause, then it will be well worth it…"

"Ok, ok. So, I see you have your initial starting funds. For your promotion to Bronze tier, you'll need to have 10 heroes killed, a city razed to the ground and a small company of about 500 minions to include a mid-boss before we can talk about upgrading your position."

"Very well, Ms. Reha. 10 dead heroes, 1 razed city, 500 strong with a commander."

"Wow, I'm impressed. Perhaps that appointment vote will pay dividends to us."

"I'm banking my hopes on this guy. So, once you make Bronze Tier, we'll give you a name proper."

"Very well, Supreme Prime. If I may, I would like to request my leave to the minion pool to recruit and then I'll go into a portal topside to get started."

"You have my consent. Go and make all us lords proud!"

"Ms. Reha. I'm ready."

"Very well, Pioneer. Enter the blue portal and then exit from the purple one once you recruited your starting minions. Be aware that you'll have the unfortunate task of not coming back until it's time to rank up. You get this one shot. Make it work."

"Understood."

Without much delay, I hopped into the portal and entered the Minion Pool. As expected from when I was in this pool, it was lively with all types of minions looking to make themselves known. Most looking for opportunity while others looking for coin. I need minions for a long haul and in my case, females and males to breed and then experiment the offspring for better breeds in the future.

(Out of a d25, I got an 11)

"Hello all, I am "The Pioneer". I'm the newest Junior Underlord. I'm looking for minions who don't mind going topside with me for my first assignment. I can't offer much at the start, but if you bear with me for the long haul, I will make it worth your time and effort."

Most of them slowly backed off. I didn't expect them to be reluctant on a summons. But then again, some of them we're, experienced. A few did stick around near me.

"I'm Senior Minion #40,520. I've seen a lot in my time as a minion. My goal is to become a Junior Boss. I would like to be the driving force in your task and the pillar so I can gain a power worthy of note."

"Well then, SM (Senior Minion) #40,520, you will be addressed as Pioneer #1."

"Sire, it's an honor to serve you."

I remembered him from when we were assigned to Castle Yamasha. I posed as a Pyso Imp while he as my senior at the time was a Mid-Boos Heat Dragon upon assignment. For me to deny him a shot of upgrading his station was, uncalled for.

"Your model will be molded after we get more."

"Understood, my liege."

"Call me, The Pioneer or Pioneer. I may be a Junior Underlord, but I never forget where I started."

"Yes, Pioneer."

Three more minions came to me with glowing eyes and sickly looks. From experience, they were cursed by a past lord and usually it would be another lord to free them from a curse. For them, they wanted to be freed from that.

"A fate unfitting to those looking for opportunity, Pioneer."

"I agree, #1. Are you three able to speak?"

"I can. The other two haven't earned the right."

"I see. Are they, Junior Minions?"

"Yes. I would like to join you, but I want to take them as well as they know nothing of this trade. You can do as you please to us."

"Very well, as acceptance to this assignment, I'm designating you as Pioneer #2 or #2 in short. These two will further a plan of mind."

"We're, grateful, my liege!"

"You will refer to him as, The Pioneer or Pioneer."

"No, #1. You have that honor. They haven't earned that right yet. They'll address me as such and will give you due respect as well."

"Very well then."

"Understood, my liege."

Four recruited. I would need at least 10 to get started. Luckily for me, two more presented themselves.

"Junior Underlord, we would be willing to head topside. We're not suited for combat, but if you need samples, we can be of some use."

"Excellent. I need test subjects. I take it that you're a couple?"

"How did you guess?"

"The Chains of Fate. You saved her and as a result, she gave her love to you. You have my word that you two will not be separate at all. You two will be identified as Test Subject Alpha and Beta."

"Yes sir."

"Many thanks, sir."

"I like that. Being called sir makes me feel like an owner rather than a lord."

"Pioneer, with me included, we have six employed."

"Four more and we can start…"

No sooner than I said that, four did show. Upon further observation though, one was pregnant. This would, complicate an immediate plan of mine.

"We would like to join."

"As part of the expedition force or part of the lab team?"

"Both. My wife is expecting and I want to make our little one the most powerful in the land. What better way to have our little one join the minion ranks than to be born under your rule and then protect your very life."

"You just gave me an idea. No one here has forms and I get to assign them when we get to our destination. What better way than to have you all, shifters? You won't be resigned to a single creature type and I can grab humans and creatures alike to begin a long work."

"Sound like a splendid idea, Pioneer."

"If you four agree with this plan, then you will be accepted."

"My liege, I'll lay my life or lives for you then."

"You, how long before you give birth?"

"Three days."

"You'll give birth and then I'll use you on the lab team as a procreator. Will you be ok with that if I allow your husband to do the procreation?"

"Normally, I'm stuck fighting. It would be a great change of pace to have my husband be a guard while providing you your subjects through me. I'll happily accept."

"Perfect. Also, I'm going to brand everyone but #1. #1, I know your intent and to have you be bound to me would be a disservice to the realm."

"I understand. If this goes well, you can always request me. I still have life yet in these bones."

"Very well then. Let us part."

We all left via the red portal. No one said goodbye or waved. Everyone knew that this would be the most dangerous assignment that anyone would have undertook. They rested their lives on me. In kind, I'm going to need to rely on them as the portal to the surface of Jetta was going to be, random. If everything played as it should, the starting spawn will have us far enough from civilization while still being able to observe it close enough. With that known, I, Junior Underlord "The Pioneer" will begin my duty as, an Underlord.

Prologue End.

Editor Note: I'm glad to get back to writing as I just got back some time. SRTNC will continue once more research is done, but to keep something good going, I'm going to do this!- Raxiel_X007223