“And here’s the dungeon… a generous description, given a medieval dungeon would be a noticeable improvement over this place. Yes, it’s clinical and it’s grim. But the severity is necessary to properly torture each newly elected ruler here. We’ve advanced our techniques so that it’s over in a matter of days. The brain is maxed out by then. After some basic medical healing, post-trauma monarchs are more than willing to sign a waiver legally binding themselves to suicide should they ever order any torture for anyone else. That includes enemies on other planets, too.”
The tour guide and guests proceeded to the next hall.
“In this next wing, we see a most impressive collection. Generations of regalia… oh, pardon me. Of course after the document is signed, we erase the ruler’s memory of the experience so that we don’t create a monster, haha. Somehow that point always nearly eludes me.”