Alpha "Good," Sokeyr says, looking at the countless orcs in his room. His hand lifts just slightly, and the room around them goes completely dark just as before.
A few moments later, the same six torches appear evenly spaced around the room, lighting it up just slightly.
"Now, I know you must terrified, but you shouldn't be. All of must realize that you are doing this for a common goal. Listen to me, and you will be reborn as something none of you could ever imagine."
A small red hole appears in the ground of the Throne Room, and the orcs look at it with amazement.
"I want each of you to fall into that hole, it may seem small, but it is much bigger on the inside. Do not worry, you will feel nothing for a few moments but you will regain feeling afterwords. This is what some call short-term death."
The orcs look at eachothers faces, but cannot make out much at all due to the lack of light. One of them speaks up, perhaps the most intellectual of the bunch. "How can I know this not some trick?
"You don't." Sokeyr says.
Many of the orcs look as though they are contemplating this, but one of them steps up to the hole and falls in, whether it be on accident or purpose. As soon as his foot touched the bottom of the hole, he was gone. The other orcs looked at one another, and did the same as the first, tumbling, falling or even jumping into the hole until none were left.
The fiery red hole then disappears, but before it does, a dark blue sword with outlines as red as blood. Sokeyr picks up the sword and goes to where the hole was. He takes a deep breath, and drives the sword straight through the ground. Sokeyr begins cutting out a circle in the floor, about 20 feet in diameter. Once the blade cuts through the entire circle, the floor falls into a fiery red pit, and a few moments later a beast about the size of 15 orcs is raised on a platform up into the Throne Room. The beast has two dark, black eyes and looks almost exactly like an orc, just quite a bit bigger. The beast is carrying a mace with with dark red nails coming out of it on all sides. Just looking at this beast could give a simple man a heart-attack.
"You are complete, Horrorfiend. You shall be known as Xoruk, the Black Death, and who do you serve?"
"My master, Melkor."
"Good. Remember that name."
The light from the torches begin flickering and then go out. After a few moments the light in the room returns to normal, revealing just how terrifying the Horrorfiend truly was.
"You will await your master in his Throne Room, is that clear?"
"Of course." Xoruk says as he exits Sokeyr's presence, and heads towards Melkor's Throne Room, where they will await his return.
(You now have control over Xoruk since the project is complete.)