Great, I'm the New Bad Guy...

It had been two weeks since I had taken control of what I later learned was called the Dolly-drums. It was a pun form of the doldrums, a term to mean a place where there is no wind at sea, or simply a state of lethargy. I chuckled a little when I heard the name, which was a horrible noise, and I will never do it again. It apparently used to be a territory to the south-east of Equestria, but over time it was like they forgot about them. Then the dogs came, and when Equestria didn't send aid, there was nothing they could do to save themselves.

Things were going about as well as I could have hoped, there had been three more executions but other than that things were going okay. Of the three, there were two sheeple and only one dog so I guess I was wrong about who the problem would be. Other than the executions relations between the dogs and sheeple were shaky, but improving. I had even seen a business form from a dog digging up ores, and the sheep-person smelting them into bars to be used elsewhere.

I was pleased to see my people being so entrepreneurial, it would help a lot in the long run.

My minions were more than happy that the sheeple were a part of the... kingdom? Empire? Domane? I hadn't decided on one yet... Anyway, yeah they were very happy. Mostly because they liked how soft and fluffy the sheeple were. They were basically Lenny from 'Of Mice And Men' minus the 'accidentally snapping your boss's promiscuous wife's neck while she was trying to seduce you' bit. It would have been on purpose, at least when I do get a mistress I won't have to worry about infidelity.

The Tower was completely fixed, if not decorated, and I have to say I'm impressed. I mentioned before that I had my own bathroom/indoor pool, but I hadn't really seen it's value before. Probably because it had two columns collapsed inside of it, there were holes in the walls and the water in the pool/tub was green and had bugs spawning in it. But now, it was very good even without any decorations! The clean water was also a nice touch as minions hate water!

The lab was waiting for me to do any experiments I wanted to. It was somewhat under equipped, but it was nothing that couldn't be remedied. I was curious about the applications of life force, and wanted to do something with it other than make more minions. Don't get me wrong, having a large pool of minions is always a good idea! However, I don't just want numbers, I want powerful soldiers.

You can win a lot of battles with numbers, but one wrong enemy and no powerhouses, your army will disappear faster than you can replace them.

With the minion training room in working order the minions who weren't doing something building related could get better at killing things that wanted to eat them and me faster. That was always a good thing, though I had to put the kibosh on the old practice of using the weakest member of a squad as a training dummy. I wanted to make a strong army, not one that was always on the edge of ripping itself apart. All in all, my military, civic, and foreign relations (That is to say, none) were all going quite well!

What I felt I needed now was an interior decorator, I couldn't have other leaders coming here with it looking so plain! I didn't mind, but what kind of message would that send?

"Hmm... well, the only place that I can get to without causing a fuss is Sheption village... I guess it will have to do... for now."

I got up from my throne, which wasn't all that comfy as it was made of stone, and walked to the water portal. I had learned that the way you use the pool was simply to think of where you wanted to go, the portal would make an opening at the nearest lay line. When I appeared at the other side I found that the sheeple, or dogs, or someone had made a stone pad to arrive on. There was also a path lined with small rocks and freshly dug drainage divots leading to both the village and the dog den. There was still the river to cross and the bend to explore, but that could wait.

I walked to the village, finding a very busy, productive, happy village, I was happy that they had found a way to be useful. Apparently the sheeple had already made contact with the surrounding countries, selling and buying goods now that they were free and had direction again. As I walked around the town looking for something that looked right, I was greeted by happy, if somewhat frightened, sheeple and respectful, calm dogs.

I eventually wound up just going to the mayor, whose name I never bothered to learn, and asked him. He was happy to lead me to a small shop at the far end of town. It was run by Diamond dogs who worked with stone to make somewhat unimpressive statues and furniture. They asked me what I wanted done, and as I have a very hard time deciding on things that are not at this very moment, in front of my eyes, happening, I told them to make a few plans and bring them to show me and I would decide then. It would cost me a small fortune, but as I was the Overlord they were happy to do it for free... well, almost free as I couldn't send them into crippling debt, so I would pay for the supplies.

When I was happy with the plan for decorating my Tower I decided to walk around my town. To try to get a feel for my people, their wants and needs, mostly so I knew what to get them when they got antsy, wanting reforms and such. Just like any good leader!

It was about a half hour later that I found a commotion, and by commotion I meant an angry mob, pitchforks and all. Surprisingly there were dogs protecting the one who the mob was angry at... that was ether very good, or very, very bad. I walked forward into the crowd trying to get a look at whatever poor soul had all this anger directed at them, so I knew who would be the first victim of murder under my rule. It quieted right up when they all noticed my presence among them, parting like the red sea and giving me a straight shot to the dogs, who had formed a protective half circle.

When I reached them they still didn't step aside, instead just getting closer to whoever they were protecting and folding their ears back. They must have really cared about whoever this was... maybe I would save them as a reward for all the good behavior...

I huffed at them, but with my voice it sounded more like a growl of 'I'm about to kill you' to a dog. They stepped aside, whining, to reveal a small, black and yellow equine shaped bug. A Changeling, not of Chrysalis's Hive by coloration.

"I can never go somewhere outside my Tower without something happening, can I?"