He looked at the sprawling, multi-tiered underworld he had created. Hundreds of souls were moving about, machines were pumping, demons were patrolling, and the resources were flowing perfectly. He had successfully created a well-oiled machine of eternal chaos.

With the rebellion crushed and the infrastructure repaired, Arthur sat back in his chair. He looked at the clock on his taskbar and blinked in surprise. It was 3:00 AM. He had been playing for over five hours without realizing it.

Arthur zoomed out. A group of souls in the eastern quadrant had stopped working. Their stress levels were critical, and they were actively sabotaging the power generators. Sparks flew, and alarms blared across his screen.