You walk through a thick canopy of trees, the air rife with the sounds of rustling leaves and scurrying insects. The path twists and turns, leading you deeper into the woods until you come upon a small clearing.

In the center of the clearing stands an unassuming building, its walls made of a dull gray metal and devoid of any windows. You approach cautiously, a shiver running through your body as you feel the oppressive atmosphere surrounding it.

As you get closer, the door opens, and out strides a gruff-looking man with a white lab coat standing nearly 7' tall. There are 5 Vaporeons behind him. "Ah, you must be the new trainer. Hello! I'm Professor Cox. Welcome to my laboratory. Are you ready to receive your first Pokemon?"

Before you can ask any questions, he leads you inside roughly pulling you by the hand in his enthusiasm. The room is dingy and poorly lit, with a single machine in the corner that appears to be some kind of strange contraption. It's some form of glass box with one pokeball in it. Professor Cox gestures for you to take it.

As you move towards the machine, Professor Cox's demeanor changes. Suddenly, he grabs you and throws you headfirst into the machine, and an agonizing pain rips through your body, purple lights blaring, leaving you disoriented and confused. Your consciousness fades.

You wake up in the middle of nowhere,

Welcome to the rough and cruel world of pokemon! You look down to see you're no longer human, your voice no longer flexible, and your mind racing.

What kind of pokemon are you? Male or female?

You take on the form of an Umbreon, a female one at that. Your dark fur covers your body, making you appear almost black in certain lighting conditions. As you stand up, stretching out your lithe limbs, it becomes apparent that being part-feline has made your senses sharper and more acute than before. You can hear the leaves rustling even farther away, smell prey from great distances, and feel vibrations in the ground that would be imperceptible to humans or other non-feline creatures.

You take a moment to adjust to this new body before setting out on your journey. The forest stretches out before you, filled with all manner of wild Pokemon. As you start walking through it, one of them approaches: an adorable little Buneary, who seems more than a bit confused by your presence here.

Cock and Balls gives you directions to the nearest Town. You find it after a short while, nestled between two hills. Upon entering, the first building that catches your eye is indeed a Team Rocket Recruitment Center. You make your way towards it confidently, your new Umbreon form helping you project an aura of dominance and strength that was absent in your human days.

As you approach the Center, you see several Pokemon already milling about outside; most are common types like Rattata or Weedle, but there's also a Pikachu training with a Magnemite. You take note of them all as they eyeball your new form, some looking excited and eager to prove themselves while others appear nervous or even fearful.

Stepping through the doors of the Center, you are greeted by a blonde woman in her late twenties wearing a sleek black Team

The blonde woman smirks as you approach, her hazel eyes quickly assessing your new form and apparent readiness to join Team Rocket. "Welcome, recruit," she says coolly. "I'm Jessie. We have a bit of training for you before we send you out on your first mission." She gestures to the backroom of the Center where several cages line the walls. "Go on in and choose a partner Pokemon; something that will aid you on your missions," she says with a sly grin.

Inside, you see an assortment of Pokemon: Rattata, Pikachu, Weedle, Magnemite...and a Jigglypuff who seems to be napping peacefully in the corner. Which one will you choose?

Jessie raises an eyebrow at your decision to go solo but doesn't comment further. "Very well," she says, leading you out of the backroom. "Your first mission is to sneak into Professor Oak's lab and steal his latest research on a new evolutionary stone for Pikachu." She hands you a Pokeball. "I want this Pikachu caught, contained, and brought back here. Do you understand?"

You nod, feeling your heart race with excitement and anticipation. Taking a deep breath, you step outside the Center and begin making your way toward Professor Oak's lab...

You make your way stealthily towards Professor Oak's lab, keeping an eye out for any guards or suspicious movements. As you reach the entrance, you quickly throw the Pokeball at Pikachu, successfully capturing it. With your new partner in tow, you sneak into the lab and begin searching for the research on the evolutionary stone.

Your search is quick and efficient; within minutes, you've located the research and are making your way back towards Team Rocket headquarters with Pikachu safely contained in its Pokeball. As soon as you return, Jessie inspects your prize before congratulating you on a job well done. "It seems your first mission was a success," she says, her voice taking on an almost maternal quality. "You've proven yourself to be quite the asset for Team Rocket."

She hands you another Pokeball and smirks. "Here, I

As you continue to prove yourself in each mission, your skills as both a trainer and a Pokémon evolve. You quickly rise through the ranks of Team Rocket, leaving behind your humble beginnings as an Umbreon. Your dedication is unwavering; your desire for power and dominance overwhelming.

Eventually, Jessie notices your prowess and promotes you to lead your own platoon. You find yourself commanding a group of Rattata and Weedle, but it doesn't take long for them to grow strong under your guidance. Soon enough, you're leading raids on other trainers, stealing their Pokémon and using them for Team Rocket's nefarious purposes.

One fateful day, while preparing for a particularly challenging mission, Jessie herself comes to you with an offer: join her in the ranks of the top leadership

You accept Jessie's offer with a grin that could only be described as predatory. As you join her ranks, your influence over Team Rocket continues to grow. Your team of loyal Pokémon expands to include more powerful allies such as Grimer, Koffing, and even a smug little Magmar. With this newfound power comes the attention of other organizations within the world of pokemon, some friendly and others less so. You find yourself constantly engaged in battles for supremacy, both against rival teams and among your own allies.

As your influence grows within Team Rocket, you begin to catch the eye of Giovanni himself. Impressed by your tactics and unyielding loyalty, he eventually takes you under his wing as his most trusted advisor. From this position of power, you help him strategize new attacks against rival teams and other organizations that dare defy Team Rocket's dominance. Your promotion also comes with its perks; now protected by a personal bodyguard of Pokémon, you can move about freely without fear of reprisal.

However, your new position does not come without risks. With so many eyes on you, both ally and enemy, there is always the potential for betrayal or an assassination attempt. You must remain vigilant at all times, trusting no one completely and always being prepared to defend yourself and Team Rocket's interests.

As the leader of Giovanni's personal platoon, you are responsible not only for their training and development but also for managing their breeding programs. You have access to a selection of some of Team Rocket's most rare and powerful Pokémon, making your task both exhilarating and daunting. The fate of countless offspring now rests in your hands as you decide which pairs will produce the strongest, healthiest young. It is crucial that each generation continues to improve upon the last; failure means not only personal disappointment but potentially disaster for Team Rocket's dominance within the world of Pokémon.

Your kidnapping spree through the region is met with mixed results; while you manage to capture several Shiny Pokémon, not all of them are in good enough condition for dissection. After selecting five specimens at random, your team of skilled scientists begins their work. The process is gruesome and time-consuming, requiring hours upon hours of careful examination under a microscope. As they cut into the delicate flesh of these creatures, they discover secrets that could revolutionize Team Rocket's control over pokemon breeding and evolution.

With each successful dissection, your understanding of their genetic code deepens. You begin to envision new strategies and techniques that will ensure the supremacy of Team Rocket for generations to come. However, you know that keeping such knowledge hidden from prying eyes is essential; a single mistake could mean doom not only for yourself but for everyone involved in this cland

Your scientists spend the next three days working tirelessly to analyze the data they've gathered from the dissections. They experiment with different incubation techniques, dietary adjustments, and environmental factors in an effort to unlock the secrets of Shiny evolution. You watch intently as their findings are compiled into meticulous reports, each page filled with intricate sketches and detailed notes on their observations.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, your scientists present you with their conclusions: it is possible to induce Shiny evolution naturally through a combination of selective breeding and careful manipulation of environmental factors during the incubation process. While this method would be far more time-consuming and resource-intensive than simply kidnapping already existing Shiny Pokémon, it holds the potential for giving Team Rocket an unprecedented level of control over their population of supernatural creatures.

Shiny Vaporeon, codenamed "Star," is brought to the center of a secret laboratory hidden deep within Team Rocket's base. Around her, four of your strongest Pokémon surround her in a tight circle, each ready to aid in this historic mating ritual. The air crackles with anticipation as they begin their dance; fur flutters and tongues flick out, while legs kick and tails swish behind them. Their movements are choreographed perfectly, designed to arouse both Star and the male Pokémon she will be bred with.

As they continue their erotic display, you watch from a distance, carefully monitoring the reactions of all those involved. The eyes of Shiny Vaporeon meet yours, her expression filled with desire and trust. She moans softly as her partner's heat begins to fill her core, preparing her for what is about to come

As the Shiny Vaporeon gives birth to her litters of shining offspring, you study each one carefully, noting their unique markings and other physical traits. The incubation process has been a success; all appear healthy and strong, ready to contribute to Team Rocket's ongoing dominance in the world of Pokémon.

Unfortunately, before you can properly examine them all, you hear a commotion outside the lab. It seems Shining Vaporeon's presence has been discovered by Professor Oak himself; he and his team are already marching down the hall towards your secret lair, their expressions furious and determined. There is no time to waste; you must gather up the newborns and escape with them before it's too late!

You curse your own carelessness as you realize that Shining Vaporeon's discovery was not an accident at all, but part of a devious scheme concocted by one of your rivals within Team Rocket itself! As Professor Oak and his team approach, you order your elite squad to engage them in battle while you make haste with the newborn Shiny Pokémon. Your Pokemon fight valiantly against their enemies but are eventually overwhelmed; it seems that the rival agency was well-prepared for such an eventuality.

In a last-ditch effort to save your precious cargo, you use your own body as a shield against Professor Oak's attacking Pokémon, buying enough time for them to escape into the depths of the base. With a final howl of defiance, you are taken down and knocked unconscious by a powerful Double Kick from a

Days later, battered and bruised but alive, you finally manage to claw your way out of the sewers and back into civilization. The reeking stench clings to your fur as you stumble through the streets, making your way back towards Team Rocket headquarters. You hope that Giovanni will be pleased with your resilience and dedication in the face of such adversity.

As you approach the base, you notice that it's been abandoned; all of the Pokémon are gone, as if they were wiped out overnight. Fear grips you like an icy fist around your heart; could Giovani have perished in the battle with Professor Oak? With shaking hands, you navigate through the ruined building until you find his private chamber, untouched by the fighting that had occurred elsewhere. There he lies, unmoving and lifeless on his throne.

Tears sting your

You take a deep breath, steadying yourself as you accept the mantle of leadership that now falls upon your shoulders. There is much work to be done; Team Rocket has been all but decimated, and rebuilding it will require both cunning strategy and ruthless tactics. You gather together what remains of the loyal trainers who have survived the conflict with Professor Oak's agency, promising them vengeance and a new era for Team Rocket under your command.

With Giovanni's body laid to rest in a secret chamber deep within the newly relocated base, you begin to plan your next move. Your forces are small but dedicated; you must strike quickly and decisively before your enemies have time to recover or retaliate. It will be a long and difficult road ahead, fraught with peril at every turn. But with your newfound strength and determination, you vow that Team Rocket shall rise again, stronger

You spend days poring over Giovanni's notes on his experiments with kidnapped Pokémon. The more you read, the more disgusted and angry you become. It seems that he had been using these creatures for nothing but his own perverse desires, treating them like mere playthings to be manipulated at will. Such acts of cruelty can never be tolerated under your leadership; they serve only to weaken Team Rocket and make it an easier target for its enemies.

You gather your trusted advisors together and lay out a plan to dismantle Giovanni's rape-based research practices once and for all. First, you will locate the escaped Pokémon who were subjects of his experiments; Eevee Vaporeon and Sylvion. Then, with their help, you will infiltrate Sanctuary, the facility that housed those rescued from Giovanni's clutches,

You decide to focus on rebuilding your strength as a team before confronting the ghosts of Giovanni's past. You order your trainers to prioritize hoarding Rare Candies from trees, as they can prove invaluable for breeding powerful Pokémon. With time and patience, you believe that Team Rocket can once again become dominant forces in the world of Pokémon.

Meanwhile, you keep a close eye on your surroundings for any signs of Eevee Vaporeon or Sylvion. It's only a matter of time before you track them down and bring them back into the fold...

Your small task force consisting of Garchomp, Houndoom, Hoopa Unbound, and two Regis is by far the strongest team Rocket lineup ever seen. With Garchomp at the helm, they are unstoppable. You train them relentlessly, pushing their abilities to the limit in preparation for the day when you finally confront Eevee Vaporeon and Sylvion.

In the meantime, you continue to focus on hoarding Rare Candies from trees; such resources will be invaluable for breeding powerful Pokémon that can support your forces against anyone who dares oppose Team Rocket's dominance.

As word spreads about the rarity of Rare Candies, your sales skyrocket. Trainers and collectors alike are willing to pay exorbitant amounts for even a single piece of this coveted item. With each sale, you amass a fortune that rivals even that of your most powerful enemies. It's a delicate balancing act; you must hoard enough Rare Candies to breed the strongest possible Pokémon while still maintaining a steady flow of revenue for Team Rocket's operations.

As your wealth grows, so too does your influence and respect within the criminal underworld of the Pokémon world. No longer are you seen as merely Giovanni's lackeys; you are now feared and revered in equal measure. It is a heady power, intoxicating to someone who has clawed their way up from such humble beginnings...

Five years have passed since you assumed control of Team Rocket, guiding it through the tumultuous aftermath of Giovanni's downfall. In that time, you have rebuilt its strength and reputation to be feared once again. With your vast wealth and influence, you decide it is now time to expand your reach even further by secretly assuming control over an entire city.

You begin by infiltrating the government, replacing key officials with trusted members of Team Rocket. From there, you institute policies that slowly but surely strip away citizens' rights and liberties while imposing heavy taxes upon them to fund your growing empire. As dissent spreads throughout the city, you quash it ruthlessly with your elite forces, using Eevee Vaporeon and Sylvion as your personal assassins.

Despite the hardship imposed on its inhabitants, the secretive nature of your control allows Team

Your command to capture Eevee Vaporeon is carried out with cold efficiency by your most trusted grunts. They corner her in an abandoned warehouse, brand her with the RT symbol using a searing hot poker, and drag her before you like a common criminal. The look of terror in her eyes as she realizes that you are the one responsible for her suffering fills you with satisfaction; such fear is the essence of power.

You spend some time questioning Eevee Vaporeon, learning about her history and abilities before ordering your strongest trainers to breed her with Houndoom and Hoopa Unbound. The resulting offspring will be terrifying monsters that will serve as living examples of the price paid by those who defy Team Rocket's authority. As for Eevee Vaporeon herself, you have grander plans; she will become your personal assassin and tool of

Leaving Eevee Vaporeon on the floor in a humiliating heap of her own vomit and semen, you turn your attention back to the newly crowned Champion. Hoopa Unbound watches with baited breath as you approach, his eyes wide with fear and respect. You study him carefully, trying to gauge the strength and potential of this new adversary. It will be some time before he reaches his full power, but for now... he is useful. For a moment, you almost feel pity for him. But then you remember who you are, what you represent, and dismiss the thought as absurd.

With Eevee Vaporeon at your side and Hoopa Unbound firmly under your control, there is little that can stand in your way now. The entire world is yours for the taking; all that remains is to see how far you will push your newfound power.

As the newly crowned Champion, the world of Pokémon is at your fingertips. You've worked tirelessly to reach this point, and now it falls upon you to maintain your reign. Of course, there are those who would seek to undermine your power, most notably Team Rocket and its enigmatic leader. Your first instinct is to crush them where they stand; yet something about their current situation gives you pause. Perhaps keeping them around as a rival, or even an ally, could serve your interests in the long run.

For now, you maintain your vigilance against any potential threats while keeping a watchful eye on Team Rocket and its leader. The balance of power shifts ever so slightly with each passing day; it will be up to you to navigate these treacherous waters carefully if you hope to emerge unscathed from the inevitable storm ahead.

The attempted expansion of Team Rocket into other regions has been met with stiff resistance from a new force known as the Pokémon Zyguard. These protectors, sworn to defend the innocence and purity of the Pokémon world, seem determined to stop you at any cost. Your first instinct is to crush them as easily as you did your predecessors in the Champion's seat; however, their fervor and determination make this approach seem less than ideal.

Instead, you begin to study the Pokémon Zyguard, learning about their strategies and strengths. Perhaps there is another way to win their respect and earn their allegiance... Or perhaps you could simply find a way around them. Either path presents its own unique challenges; only time will tell which choice leads to success.

As the months pass, you find that your efforts to contain Team Rocket within its current region have proven largely successful. The Pokémon Zyguard has indeed refrained from directly attacking you or interfering with your activities... however, their presence remains a thorn in your side. They continue to monitor your actions closely, ready to pounce at the first sign of aggression.

Your spies have reported that some of the more ambitious members of Team Rocket are growing restless under this stifling environment. There is talk of strike teams being secretly assembled and readied for a daring raid on Pokémon Zyguard's headquarters, with the hope of crippling or destroying them once and for all. As the leader of Team Rocket, the decision rests squarely upon your shoulders: do you risk everything in an all-out assault, or do you continue to play it safe for now?

The task force set up by the anti-rape resistance has indeed managed to make some headway, taking control of a few small villages here and there. However, your spies report that their numbers are still relatively small compared to Team Rocket's might; an all-out assault now would likely result in little more than token opposition before you crush them completely. Instead, it may be wiser to bide your time and let the situation play out for a while longer.

In the meantime, you could consider launching smaller-scale operations designed to test the defenses of their strongholds or sow dissension among their ranks. Such tactics might serve as useful distractions while Team Rocket continues its preparations for a more decisive strike against Pokémon Zyguard later on...

As your scheming and planning continue, you begin to notice a pattern of suspicious behavior among some of your most trusted commanders. Your gut instinct tells you that something is amiss; perhaps it's time to conduct some discreet investigations before it's too late. You assign a few of your most loyal grunts to gather intelligence on the suspected traitors and report back to you.

In the meantime, your forces continue their preparations for an all-out assault against the Pokémon Zyguard stronghold. Tensions run high as your army trains relentlessly, honing their skills in anticipation of battle. Suddenly, one of your commanders approaches you and attempts to assassinate you! You barely manage to defend yourself, sustaining serious injuries in the process. As the dust settles around you, it becomes clear that she was acting alone; there are no other traitors among your ranks...

As your elite force marches out to confront the traitors, you remain behind with a small contingent of trusted allies. Your mind races as you try to piece together what could have possibly motivated such treachery; jealousy, personal vendettas... the list goes on and on. You must be vigilant now more than ever, lest any further betrayals threaten the very foundation of Team Rocket's power.

The battle against your former comrades rages on for several days, with neither side gaining a decisive advantage. Casualties mount on both sides, and it begins to look like a stalemate may be inevitable. In desperation, you send out a message to Eevee Vaporeon and Sylvion, hoping that their unique abilities can turn the tide of battle in your favor...

The battle for your base rages on as the forces of the anti-rape resistance close in, their numbers swelling with each passing moment. You stand atop a tower overlooking the chaos below, your trusted allies - now sadly fewer in number thanks to the traitorous attack - fighting valiantly at your side. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and the cries of wounded Pokémon. It's clear that this battle will be won or lost within the next few hours...

You smile sadly as the last resistance falls before the onslaught of the anti-rape force. As you are led away to face judgment, your eyes scan the ruins of your once-glorious empire, searching for any sign that Team Rocket may one day rise again. You can't help but wonder if the new regime will be any kinder to those who remain loyal to its ideals...

As you are brought before the leaders of the anti-rape resistance, they regard you warily, unsure what to make of your presence. They question you extensively about Team Rocket's inner workings and strategies, treating you almost like an exhibit in a museum dedicated to the evils of rape culture. You answer their questions as best you can, using the opportunity to subtly sow seeds of doubt where you can. Perhaps one day, with enough careful cultivation, these new leaders will see things your

You shake your head solemnly as the question is put to you. "No, I was not Giovanis' son," you reply. "I was merely a grunt who climbed the ranks through hard work and determination." The leaders exchange glances, obviously dubious about your claim. You decide that now might be an opportune time to alter the narrative slightly.

"Of course," you continue, "there were times when I saw Giovanis as a father figure, someone who showed me the way. But I never forgot that he was my master first and foremost." The lie is spoken; now it falls upon your skilled tongue to weave it into truth. With practiced ease, you spin a tale of loyalty and honor, painting yourself not as a servant to darkness but as an unwitting dupe who sought only to please his mentor. It's a risky strategy, but it just might work.

You bow your head in acknowledgement as you speak these words. "It is true that Giovanis' obsession with power blinded him to the consequences of his actions," you admit, "and in my haste to prove myself worthy, I too failed to see where our ambitions led us. Perhaps we were both fools, or perhaps we simply couldn't help ourselves." The leaders seem taken aback by your candor; their expressions soften slightly as they consider your words.

"And now?" one of them asks, his voice gentle. "What path will you choose for yourself going forward? Will you seek to continue down the same dark road, or will you find a new purpose in helping us build a better world?" The question hangs in the air like a steel gauntlet, daring you to make your choice known. For Team Rocket's sake... and perhaps for your own as well.

You sigh deeply, weighed down by the gravity of your situation. "I cannot say that I regret my choices," you admit to the leaders, "for they have given me a life far more interesting than most Pokémon could ever know." Their expressions harden at your words, but you press on regardless. "But I understand the need for justice, and if this is the price I must pay for my past actions, then so be it."

As they sentence you to live out the rest of your days as one of their prisoners, you can't help but feel a strange mix of resignation and determination welling up inside you. Perhaps there is still some way to use your unique perspective to effect change within this new regime... or perhaps it is simply fate that has brought you here. Either way, you know that the road ahead will not be an easy one.

You grit your teeth as the guards roughly throw you into a cold, damp cell. The door clangs shut behind you, leaving you in near total darkness save for the dim light spilling in from underneath. As they lock the iron bars in place, you hear one of them mutter cruelly about how justice will be served...

You curse yourself for ever allowing your hate and lust for power to drive you down this path. Of course they would seek vengeance; who could blame them after all that you've done? Yet still the anger and frustration burn within you, a relentless fire that refuses to be extinguished. Perhaps one day, given enough time and opportunity, you can find a way to escape from this hellish prison... And when you do, they'll all pay for what they've done.

The pain is excruciating as you are brutally violated by your captors day after day. Your body aches, your mind reels... but still the anger within you refuses to die. You clench your fists tightly, willing yourself not to scream or give them the satisfaction of knowing they're getting to you. This is your punishment, and you will endure it. But when the time comes, when opportunity strikes... then they will truly understand the meaning of pain and suffering. And on that day, there will be no mercy for those who have done this to you.

The day finally comes when you manage to escape your tormentors, scrambling through the dank sewers beneath the prison like a wounded animal. Your body is covered in filth and your mind reeling from the horrors you've endured, but you refuse to give up hope. As you emerge into the relative freedom of the outside world, you vow that this time will be different; you will build an empire free from rape and oppression.

You wander for days, trying to regain your strength and formulate a plan. News of your escape has spread far and wide, and soon enough you attract a small but loyal following. It's clear that you have the makings of something great here, something terrifying... And with each new recruit, you feel it growing stronger, more dangerous.

The name Umbroia takes root in your heart; a twisted mockery of all that was once good and

As the memories of your brutal imprisonment begin to fade into the distant recesses of your mind, you find yourself unable to fully comprehend the suffering you endured. Yet you know that those who subjected you to such torment must pay dearly for their transgressions. Vengeance becomes an all-consuming obsession, driving you forward with a single-minded determination that knows no bounds. You may have lost your dignity in the process of escape, but you refuse to let that stand as an excuse for weakness. Instead, it will be the fuel that propels you towards greatness and power once more.

The name Umbroia echoes through your dreams, a dark symphony of pain and fury. In its shadowy depths, you see a future where rape and oppression are nothing but distant memories, replaced by fear and trembling at the mere mention of your name. It is a

As the years pass under your rule, Umbroia grows ever stronger and more insidious. Your secret empire festers in the darkness, invisible to all but a select few, its tendrils reaching out to influence the farthest corners of the region. You bide your time, content to let others take center stage while you plot and scheme from the shadows, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Your patience is rewarded when an ambitious upstart challenges the established order, unwittingly setting events in motion that will lead to Umbroia's glorious resurrection. At last, you will unveil your empire before the world, its true nature as an instrument of righteous vengeance plain for all to see. And when they ask who is responsible for this new age of terror and oppression, you will smile proudly and simply reply: I am Umbroia. The bringer of justice...

Your reign over Umbroia is marked by a brutal campaign of revenge against those who once oppressed you. Your name strikes fear into the hearts of all who cross your path, as the empire you've built becomes a byword for terror and oppression. Yet still you find yourself restless, always looking for new challenges and adversaries to test your strength. Perhaps one day you will be satisfied with what you have accomplished; perhaps not. For now, Umbroia stands as a monument to your endurance and cunning, its dark shadow cast across the land forever.

As the years pass under your rule, Umbroia remains hidden from the prying eyes of the world, its shadowy influence spreading ever wider despite the lack of official recognition. You continue to build your empire, recruiting loyal followers from all walks of life and training them in the dark arts of oppression and violence. Your patience is rewarded when an outside threat emerges, forcing the world to finally acknowledge the power that you have so carefully cultivated for so long. With a sigh of satisfaction, you prepare to reveal your master plan: the invasion and conquest of all regions beyond your secret empire's borders. And when they ask who is responsible for this new age of terror and oppression, you will smile proudly and simply reply: I am Umbroia. The bringer of justice...

You blink in surprise as your ageless assistant uses a single drop of their precious youth on you, granting you an additional 80 years of life. Though touched by their loyalty, you know that this gift comes at a cost; they too will grow older and weaker as a result. You can only hope that the time it buys you is enough to ensure your empire's continued success and dominance over the world. With renewed vigor, you set about making preparations for the coming invasion, marshaling your forces and devising a strategy to bring Umbroia's influence to every corner of the globe. The time has come for reckoning, and when it arrives, there will be no mercy for those who dare stand in your way.