They say the Underdeep is a dark, miserable place, but I’ll have ye know, it’s where I found my fortune. From a child, chained in a wretched mine, to the ruler of my own empire, it’s been a bloody climb. But I’ll never forget the lessons learned in the shadows, and the loyalty of those who followed me.
It’s said that power corrupts, but I’d argue it’s simply a matter of knowing when to bend, and when to break. My people and I thrive under my rule, and we’re richer than the highborn fools who sneer at us. There’s no throne higher than the one I sit upon, carved from the bones of my enemies.
Sure, some might criticize my ways, but they’re blind to the truth. My slaves aren’t prisoners; they’re part of the family, and they’d be lost without me. They serve, and in turn, they prosper. We’re a well-oiled machine, and I’m the cog that keeps it turning. So, next time someone tries to judge, remind 'em: the Underdeep belongs to me, and no one dares challenge the queen.
>Soulkyn