It was almost my time to go, but something came up.

  I do get a lot of emails thanks to Argent Alexandria, I do go over them. It is a bit tedious but overall, it's fun. People sending me death threats was the norm, others sent me letters of appreciation, and funnily enough, some companies wanted me to advertise their websites despite being the cause for a majority of the bankruptcy.

  Still, this was an unusual one.

  It's a fashion agency, requesting a photoshoot to promote some brands. Luckily, it is in Athens.

  Being the self-centered prick that I am, I, of course, accepted.

  Alithiní Omorfiá, a fashion union and agency, comprise of multiple brands, rose after the civil war. Not going to lie, all of their stuffs are pretty good for an affordable price.

  "Welcome, Your Majesty!!", a man with silver hair welcomed me.

  He look like he's in his young adult years, but he's actually over forty.

  Greece has a different problem from the rest of the world... well, Romania have a slightly different problem. Its popution look too young, many Greek people get mistaken for minors.

  "Thank you for having me.", I nodded.

  "Thank you.", Enna said. She's my companion for today.

  The three, excluding Utopia, decided to hang out with me in a rotation. This isn't a harem situation, isn't it?

  "I am Argret, I'll be your manager for today.", he introduced himself.

  "You already know me.", I gnced at Enna, "She's my maid, Enna."

  Enna quietly nodded.

  He led us inside the headquarters, which is a five-story building. Inside, he showed us the various offices of many brands, the storage room which I can use freely, the product shelf, the many showrooms, editing, and production rooms.

  It was efficient, and fshy too with many decorations along the walls.

  We were led inside an interview room. I sat opposite Argret, Enna being behind me.

  He poured me a cup of tea and for himself.

  "Let's get onto it straight away.", he picked up a book on the table, "This is the various brands that want you to model for."

  He gave me the book. Hmm... five outfits for each brand, seven brands in total.

  "I'll do it with some conditions.", I stated as I put the book down, "First, make two magazines. The first one will be publish, it will have the best photos for each outfit."

  "That is reasonable, Your Majesty.", he replied.

  I continued, "And then make a second limited edition magazine which will include all of the photos that will be taken."

  "Don't worry about the cost of printing, I'll cover it all.", I smiled as I set the book down, "Is that okay?"

  "You don't have to be so k-kind—"

  I was looking directly into his eyes, my Eyes of Judgement activated. All this time I've been avoiding eye contact, looking above his head or to the side.

  "Just accept it.", I closed my eyes, removing the pressure. I turn my attention to Enna, "Go back and prepare lunch for me."

  "Yes, Your Majesty.", she nodded and left, just like that.

  "Now, let's get to business.", I smiled once again.

  =0=0=

  The first five outfits were from a beachwear brand, consisting of three bikinis, a sundress, and a crop top.

  I performed various poses, changing my expressions. All the while the staffs look at me in awe in silence, only the shuttering of the camera can be heard.

  The photographer is very professional. Despite my beauty and coolness, he kept the professionalism up. Looks like rent was due.

  "That's the end for this shoot.", the director announced, "We will take a ten minutes break, after that, Miss Silvi will get ready for the next shoot."

  I nodded and got out of the set.

  It was pretty fun, just posing in pce while the camera periodically. I love the attention I have on me, the reverence they had for me... heha~

  I went back inside the changing room. Where I met my assistant for today, she has brown hair, which is pretty rare for Greece.

  "These are the clothes you will be wearing for the next segment!", she pulled the clothing rack with five formal suits, all with different colors, "Miss Silvi, this brand had a request for you, they ask if you could do..."

  Her voice became quiet momentarily, "A 'Dominator' themed shoot?"

  Dominator, huh. That's easy.

  "Alright.", I nodded.

  I picked out the navy blue suit first, putting it on. Hmm... standing in front of the mirror, I examined myself. I look good.

  This feels pretty comfortable despite limiting my movement a bit.

  "Do you want to wear it with a shirt or pants?", she asked me.

  "Pants, I don't enjoy wearing skirts.", I stated frankly.

  After getting the outfit on, with some hair styling and light makeup, I was ready.

  I headed back into another set. They set up the props, which can be used for several poses and is overall very stylish.

  A red leather chair fit for a mafia boss. That will be my seat.

  "Commence.", I commanded.

  I stood next to the chair, my arm resting on the head rest. The camera shuttered, taking pictures of me while I periodically change my poses.

  The theme is Dominator, so I kept my chin slightly higher and my pupils dited. I look like the mysterious attendant of the boss, but in actuality, I'm the one pulling the strings behind the scenes.

  "Great work!!", the photographer raised a thumbs up.

  I headed back inside to change again.

  This is fun.

  =0=0=

  Director Kora had never felt so useless before, it was because of the person in front of him.

  Normally, he would instruct the model how to pose, giving specific vibes. But not with the Argent Monarch.

  She was perfect, like a divine being—

  Her eyes snapped at him. He felt thousands of eyes watching him, scrutinizing him at the same time. It was suffocating, drowning...

  Charlotte averted her gaze as the shoot finished, leaving her to change into another outfit. Kora felt the pressure lifted.

  That was... the power of the Absolute Ruler of the World.

  Fear, reverence, admiration. Everything mixed into one.

  The aura of a Monarch.

  From beach wear to suits, dresses, casual wear, and even cospy. All Kora could do was watch as the Argent Monarch did her role perfectly with no room to critizie.

  After a long day, the shoot quickly wraps up. Charlotte went to check on the photos.

  "How many photos did you take?", she asked.

  "About five hundred photos...", the photographer gnce at her, "Do you want to take all of this?"

  "Yes, this will be the limited edition.", she nodded, "For the normal print, I'll sign four hundred magazines."

  She was having fun pnning all these things, that is what she wanted after all.

  To have fun.

  Even if the world kept on spinning.

  =0=0=

  Avalon, the Records of Beast, was in a pinch.

  Their attack on The Starlight Droplet was less than successful. They lost three million bodies, in them includes five mythical monsters.

  One of them being the atomic lizard.

  Though now all creatures under their control can absorb radiation, not many of them can unleash devastating attacks due to their insufficient size. At best, they could cover a region in nuclear fallout.

  But the problem with that... is Charlotte and Kalpas, mainly Charlotte. Her Inner World can counter nuclear fallout due to its nature. Kalpas is passive, so there is no need to worry for now.

  With the Ego of the World out of the way, things are much harder now, especially with the Eldritch Gods and Heralds hiding in the world coming out due to the relentless hunting of the Juries of the Pale Court.

  And... The Pale Court themselves gave Avalon a proposition.

  "If you can remove all Eldritch influence but not touch other lifeforms of this world, I will end the Great Game."

  The Great Game is the representation of the cycle of violence this world possesses. They remembered, and they acknowledged.

  This game of the World has gone on for far too long. With the disappearance of the Fragment of the Universe, the game cannot go on without a common enemy. But knowing Tiamat... Avalon concluded that it is pointless to reason with the Ego.

  And one more reason.

  It is time to stop the Great Game, because they remember everything. The long history of Earth, the cycle of endless sughter and malice... Life itself cannot hold itself any longer at this speed. Evolution needs to slow down...

  So they have two objectives.

  To kill all Eldritch Gods.

  And to win the Great Game.

  Being so long in this py of the World, there is no way they can resist the instinct to conquer.

  Though...

  Millions of bodies - insect bodies - are being eliminated in the far East. Not of old age or other stepping on, but their scattered soul was... being shattered, bit by bit. It was terrifying.