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I watched the beasts around me kneel, their humanoid forms both unsettling and awe-inspiring. Their alien features—a mix of beast and human—reflected the power I now held over them. Strangely enough, I enjoyed it. This was my army. My people. My proof that I had climbed to the top.

From now on, my life would never be the same.

But I was exhausted. Every muscle in my body screamed for rest after the relentless fighting and leveling. I had accomplished my goal—I had grown strong enough to protect my empire and my people. Now, I was finally ready to return.

As I walked, the darkness itself seemed to follow me, my footsteps leaving shadowy imprints on the ground. It took me a moment to realize this was no longer a skill. My Dark Lord Steps had evolved, merging with my very being as a passive ability. Every movement I made was now infused with darkness. I wasn't just wielding it—I was darkness.