Fateful Encounter

"The leader of the Domain of Lord Sacrifice, first of Lord Sacrifice's champions, has perished.." Said the Overlord right after licking his greasy and slightly shiny lips. His eyes, albeit still devoid of life, were now curved in a failed attempt to showcase grief.

A deafening silence, yet short-lived silence befell the pocket dimension.

Soon, noises which indicated a variety of emotive reactions resounded in the air. Gasps of surprise, elated laughs, angry roars, and much more.. To Daniel, who had met the Murderous God personally, it was not a surprise to see that nobody was shedding tears for him except for the Overlord, whom he knew for certain was only pretending.

The buzz of chatter kept going for around a minute, after which an oddly muscular old man dressed in a charred blacksmith attire stood up from his table, and with the hastiness of a man who had spent the last ten hours working, said, "You have reunited all of us here just to tell us this?!"