Continue investigating. Must find the source of this "Overseer" soon...
You review what you know in your hefty tome, entitled "Cat Leather Socks: Fact or Fiction", written using your alias.
Currently only a page of it contains something of use. But you'll change that soon as you go on with your investigation.
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This is the point where the plagiarized masterpiece discussing the existence of cat leather socks end, and where I begin to write about what this is actually about. If you would rather read about socks than omniscient demon tyrants, then I suggest you to visit the library in the Sector of Cheesebones, as that is where I copied the discourse from.
IF you wanted to read about omniscient demon tyrants, then I believe I will need to give you some more context first.
I have transcribed this lore in a book, for I have information that the Overseer is unable to read the true content of books, and is only able to capture of gist of it, hence why I filled it with cat leather socks. Yes, THAT Overseer.
If you don't know your history, then let me clarify that "overseer" is a title given to a dwarf that is chosen to to run a fort. As you can see, the navigable world is now one giant fortress unassailable by all outsiders. This Overseer is different from others.
He is no living being, and does not attempt to mask it. He had established himself as a deity, and is known to be capable of strengthening our mental hive mind and compelling us to obey him. I have calculated into the time beyond my birth, and have found that back then he had to move over from overseers to overseers, possessing them and impersonating them, manipulating them all to unknowingly pave the road for his Great Fortress.
He then took the mind of a dwarven warrior, who led revolt toward the elves, and soon genociding them. While I could have easily approved of that in other circumstance, his action has had more serious consequences than spelling the end of obnoxious tree hippies. He had tipped the scale. Thus the Overseer begin the Midgame. It was said the warrior later died in a mysterious incident involving a drawbridge.
But before the warrior died, he had incited the Great Conquest, and after hundred years of endless battle, we claimed victory and turned the very Planet into our fortress. The Overseer then appeared as a deity, and took absolute control over dwarfkind. He then relaxes. While that sounded relieving, it is not. The Endgame has started, without his knowledge. He could have destroyed a revolt against him easily by rewinding reality itself, and erasing us all from existence. Even if a revolt does not happen, chances are he would become bored with us and destroy the world anyways. This had happened at least once from my calculations.
I must hurry to end his plans, and before I could even find a way to do that, I must find out first of the world he came from.
You really doubt anyone would read it. Only legendary bookkeepers are capable of reading, and most of them goes insane before they had a chance to try to read something from a book, not to mention books are so rare you could easily say that you're holding the last book in existence.
2: You decided to examine with your minds eye the engraving you remembered earlier, but it is now gobbledygook to you. It's probably just soberness messing with your head, you really forgot to go grab a booze after that control panel got stuck.
Ponder on the meaning of bugfest. Consume plump helmet biscuit.
1: You ponder on the meaning of "bugfest" and could not think of anything other than insects. By Armok, your headache is getting worse just as soon as you noticed. You also for some reason decided to nab a plump helmet biscuit to eat even though you're not hungry.