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A tall, withered figure floating on a glowing orb drifted out of the shadows. It was Gnarl, the ancient Minion master and advisor.

Leo looked down at his hands. They were encased in heavy, black steel gauntlets. He stood up, the sheer weight of a massive suit of spiked armor shifting on his shoulders. He wasn't playing the game. He was in the game. But something was desperately wrong. Overlord-Raising-Hell.rar

The Minions let out a deafening, bloodcurdling cheer, ready to tear down heaven and earth for their new master. Leo stepped into the rift, leaving the real world behind to conquer the digital hell he had accidentally unleashed. A tall, withered figure floating on a glowing

Leo raised his gauntlet, pointing toward the swirling red rift at the edge of the stone platform. "For the Horde!" he shouted. They were encased in heavy, black steel gauntlets

"That's the spirit, Sire!" Gnarl beamed wickedly. "The Halflings in the Mellow Hills have grown fat on gluttony in their own personal hell. Let us go and teach them the meaning of true evil!"