A deep and raucous “BWWWWUUUUUUUURRRRP!” echoed throughout the stony walls of the newly installed throne room, a satisfied sigh following suit. A golden seat stood out from the ebony cobblestone with a scarlet carpet stretching to the large wooden double door, all alight with blue crystals. A work in progress considering the resources they recently found, like a gold vein extracted and refined solely for the throne. A humble beginning, well, “humble” according to the owner of the throne, a recently crowned Empress. Right now, the Empress sits on her throne, the red cloth cushioning her from the hard metal. Although, she had plenty of cushioning herself from the many lives she had claimed personally. Four Pokemon had infiltrated her cave with the intent on slaying her before she made any drastic moves. An ambush laid out by her loyal servants subverted their effort and dragged them to her for “execution.” Those four Pokemon soon turned into four meals from a trap laid out for any interlopers, awaiting their gastric demise. She could hardly care to remember who or what exactly they were, but they filled her up quite nicely and that’s all that matters to her. The muffled cries for forgiveness and mercy were blotted out by the noisy gut well on the way to processing them. Hopefully, they’ll keep adding to my rear, she thought as she relaxed herself to the sound of digestive despair.

Her servants are likely hard at work, making sure her ascension to godhood goes as planned. She could just imagine it now: all Pokemon in the land serving her and only her, treating her like a true Empress, a goddess even, willing to give anything they wish just for her, even their lives to sate her. Quelling rebellions by grinding down their hopes and dreams to dust and reducing them to nothing but fat. All of the gods being merged into her divine figure, their powers being hers, their existence being only to be consumed and grant her dominion over this world, willingly or not. Perhaps even conquering other worlds if this one had bored her. For now, she’ll just settle for a small throne room in a cave in the middle of nowhere. Every empire must start somewhere, and hers starts with a few more pounds to her bottom.
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On April, I won a raffle in DLeagueman's stream and I requested for Remi sitting on a throne doing what she does best. I think he did a great job on depicting her size and her casual demeanor on digesting some unfortunate souls.

Remillia is owned by yours truly.
Pokémon is owned by Game Freak, The Pokémon Company, and Nintendo
Art is by DLeagueman, so give him some love: https://aryion.com/g4/user/DLeagueman

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