Speech of the Overlord

It wasn't kindness, politics, luck, or anything similarly complex phenomenon that had brought this man here. It was just sheer, raw power. He was stronger than anyone in this place, so he took control. As simple as that.

With each step he took toward the skies, the air seemed to grow heavier as the oppressive weight of his presence descended into the crowd below. When he reached a height where everyone could see him clearly, he stopped and stood tall against the vast blue sky. He parted his arms to the sides, bringing the saber and the chain along.