"Humanoid, Demi-human or heteromorphic talking"

'Humanoid, Demi-human or heteromorphic thinking'

[Spell/Martial Art/Weapon/Armor]

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(What to say ummmm... i know!

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Well this is my first fanfic in english, so please be nice T_T

Overlord is owned by Kugane Maruyama

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Chapter 1: End and Beginning

Year 2138 AD, the term known as DMMO-RPG, an acronym for "Dive Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game", these games were played by connecting a dedicated console to the brain via a neuronal nano-interface — an intracerebral nanocomputer network, created from the fusion of cyber- and nanotechnology.

These were games that allowed one to enter a virtual world and experience it as though it were real life and among the myriad DMMO-RPGs that thronged the market, one of them stood head and shoulders above the other

YGGDRASIL.

This game had been painstakingly developed and released twelve years ago, in 2126. Compared to others DMMO-RPG's of the time, YGGDRASIL's selling point was "player freedom".

It had over two thousand basic and advanced job classes.

Every class had a maximum of fifteen levels, and so in order to reach the overall level cap of one hundred, one would need to take at least seven different classes. However, players could take as many classes as they wanted as long as they met each class's prerequisites. A player could even take a hundred classes at level one each, although that was very inefficient. As such, in this system, it was virtually impossible to make identical characters unless one was deliberately trying to do so.

In addition, one could use various creator tools (sold separately) to fully customize one's armor, weaponry, flavor text, appearance, and other cosmetic settings. A vast playing field awaited its players. There were nine worlds in total: Asgard, Alfheim, Vanaheim, Nidavellir, Midgard, Jotunheim, Niflheim, Helheim, and Muspelheim. It boasted a massive world, numerous classes, and freely customizable appearances.

These features ignited the creative spirits of its Japanese players, and sparked what would later be known as a stylistic revolution. So popular was it that whenever the word "DMMO-RPG" was mentioned in Japan, listeners would immediately think of YGGDRASIL.

—Still, all these were things of the past now.

A gigantic table carved of gleaming black stone sat in the center of the room, surrounded by forty one luxurious chairs... However, most of those seats were empty. Once, every single place had been filled, but now... only two were occupied.

One of the seated people was a large figure of 6.6 feets clothed in a magnificent black academic robe, edged in violet and gold. The collar seemed excessively gaudy, but somehow it fit the overall design... However, the exposed head was a bare skull. Points of dark red light glowed in its large eye sockets, and behind that skull glowed a halo of black radiance.

The being in the other seat was not human either, merely a mass of a black, sticky substance. Its tar-like surface roiled and writhed continuously, never staying in the same shape for more than a second.

The former was an Overlord — the highest-ranked of those magic casters who had become undead in order to learn the most potent spells. The latter was an Elder Black Ooze, which boasted the most powerful corrosive ability of the slime families. One might encounter these monsters, in the most difficult dungeons. Overlords could use powerful spells of the highest tiers of magic, while Elder Black Oozes were dreaded for their ability to degrade weapons and armor.

However, they were not game monsters, but players.

In YGGDRASIL, players could choose their character races from three broad groups; humanoid, demihuman and heteromorphic.

Humanoids were the basic player type and comprised humans, dwarves, wood elves, and the like. Demihumans tended to be ugly, but possessed superior attributes to humanoids. Examples of demihumans were goblins, beastmen, ogres, and so on. Finally, heteromorphic races had monstrous abilities, but despite their stats being generally higher than those of other races, they also possessed various drawbacks. There were around seven hundred playable races in total, including the advanced versions of these races.

An Overlord like the one aforementioned had various skills: Create High Tier Undead four times per day, Create Mid Tier Undead twelve times per day, Create Low Tier Undead twenty times per day, Negative Energy Touch, Despair Aura V (instant death), Negative Protection, Dark Soul, Black Halo, Undead Blessing, Unholy Protection, Wisdom of Darkness, Speak Evil Tongues, Ability Damage IV, Piercing Damage Resistance V, Slashing Damage Resistance V, Turn Resistance III, High Tier Physical Immunity III, High Tier Magic Immunity III, Cold, Acid, and Electrical Immunity, as well as Arcane Vision/See Invisibility.

An Elder Black Ooze like the one who was with the Overlord had a lot of skills too, but among the most importants were: High Solvent Body, Physical Resistance V, High Dissolve Minerals, among many others.

Naturally, the Overlord and Elder Black Ooze were among the high-tier heteromorphic races that were playable.

The Overlord, who was speaking at the moment, did not move his mouth. That was because even the most advanced DMMO-RPGs of the time still could not overcome the technological hurdle of properly modelling the changes on a character's face in response to emotions and speech.

"It's really been a while, Herohero-san. Although this is the last day of YGGDRASIL, I didn't expect you to show up."

"Indeed it has, Momonga-san."

The two of them spoke with the voices of grown men, but compared to the voice of the former, the latter's words lacked force, or perhaps it could be said that they lacked energy.

"You stopped coming online after you changed your job IRL, so how long has it been... about two years?"

"Ah — seems about right — wah, it's been so long… this is bad. I've been doing so much overtime recently that my sense of time is starting to go weird."

"That's really bad, right? Are you okay?"

"My body? Well, it's a mess. I haven't had to see a doctor yet, but I'm almost there, it's really bad. A lot of times, I feel like I want to run away from it all, but then I think about how I need money to live and then I go back to work like a whipped slave."

"Uwah—"

Momonga lowered his head in an "I can't take it" gesture.

"That's terrible."

As though following up on Momonga's comment, Herohero delivered a grim monologue, his words laced with an unimaginable reality. The two of them griped loudly about the foolishness they encountered in their working lives. Herohero's grievances burst forth like a broken dam, and Momonga lent his ear to him.

A lot of people were averse to discussing reality in a virtual world. It was fairly normal for people to not want to talk about their offline lives in a game.

However, this was not so for the two of them.

The guild they belonged to — a group that was founded and managed by players. Ainz Ooal Gown — had two conditions that each of its members had to fulfill. The first was that everyone had to be a working member of society. The other was that they had to play heteromorphic characters.

Because of these rules, the topics they discussed often revolved around their jobs in the real world. Any member of the guild would field these questions and, as such, the conversation between the two could be considered standard fare for the guild.

"...I'm sorry for making you listen to my whining. I can't complain much IRL."

The place corresponding to Herohero's head seemed to sway, as though he were bowing in apology. Thus, Momonga replied:

"Don't worry about it, Herohero-san. I made you come online despite you being busy, so listening to your complaints is only expected. I'll hear you out, no matter how many you have."

Herohero seemed to have recovered some of his old energy, and with a somewhat more energetic laugh, he replied:

"Ah, I'm grateful for that, Momonga-san. I'm glad I could meet a friend after signing on... Although i'm ashamed to say that... i think it's about time for me to log off, i'm really tired and my next turn starts very early in the morning." Herohero's tentacle waggled in mid-air, as though he were operating something. Indeed, he was operating a menu.

"Well, if it's like that, then it's a shame… time flies so fast when you're having fun."

"I really wanted to stay with you to the end, but I'm about to fall asleep."

"Ah — well, you do sound pretty tired. Then, you should log out soon and have a good rest."

"I'm really sorry… Momonga-san. Although, how long do you plan to stay, Guild Leader?"

"I intended to stay on until I was automatically logged out once the servers shut down. Since it's still a ways off, maybe someone might come by in the meantime."

"Is that so… still, I really didn't expect this place to be so well preserved."

At this moment, Momonga was grateful that he had no way to show his expressions. If he did, Herohero would probably have seen his face twist up. Even then, his voice would betray how he truly felt, so Momonga kept quiet, in order to suppress the feelings surging up within him.

"Momonga-san, you must have kept the guild going as its leader so we could come back to it at any time. Thank you very much."

"...It was a guild built by everyone, so it's my job as guildmaster to keep things going so that the members can come back at any time... and well... i had a little... well a really big help of our favorite 'Anti-pervert'."

"Really?, then Ethereal Diamond-san is still playing."

"Haha, indeed she is still playing and she has been of a LOT of help, there had been a lot of invasions recently of angelical races and humanoid races but they didn't managed to pass through the first floor because of us."

"I see, i'm really impressed that she is still playing, after all she didn't had that much free time because of her bosses are... how did she called them, ¡Oh, right! 'A bunch of slavers' hahaha."

"... Khm- I-indead she didn't had it but she managed to find a way."

For a moment, almost all the emotions that Momonga was keeping inside of him almost came out to the surface... but fortunally Herohero didn't noticed.

"Talking about she, has she logged in?."

Momonga shaked his skeleton face to the sides as he said.

"No, she hasn't but she told me that she was going to log in in like..." Momonga checked his clock to see the time and then he said "4 or 5 minutes."

"It's that so... well, again, it's really nice to see this place this well kept."

He and Etherea-san had worked hard to maintain the guild precisely because he had built it up along with everyone else, but hearing words like these from one of his guild members sparked a mix of complicated emotions in his heart. However, these feelings dispersed like mist as Herohero continued.

"Momonga-san, you both have kept this guild going so we could could come back to it at any time. Thank you very much."

"... It was guild built by everyone so it's my job as the guildmaster to keep things going so that the members can come back at any time."

"Yes. We had fun with the game because you were our guildmaster, Momonga-san… I hope that when we meet again, it'll be in YGGDRASIL II."

"I haven't heard anything about a second game… but like you said, I'd be glad if we could meet like that."

"I'll look forward to it! I'm having trouble staying awake… I think I'll log off first. I'm glad I could meet you in the end. Goodnight."

"..."

Momonga wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a moment, and then he spoke:

"I was very happy to meet you too. Goodnight."

A smiley appeared near Herohero's head. Since characters in YGGDRASIL could not express emotions through their facial expressions, they used emoticons instead.

Momonga worked his control interface, and produced a similar smiley.

Herohero's last words were, "Let's meet up again somewhere."

—And so, the last of the three guild members that came online until now vanished.

Silence descended once more — it was as though nobody had ever been here in the first place. Nothing was left behind.

Momonga looked at the place where Herohero had been sitting, and he muttered the words he wanted to say.

"Today's the last day of the game, I know you're tired, but we'll never have a chance like this again, why don't we stay together until the end—"

Of course, there was no response, because Herohero had already returned to reality.

"Haahh."

Momonga's sigh came from the bottom of his heart... In the end, it was better that it had remained unsaid.

During their brief exchange, he could already tell how tired Herohero was from the sound of his voice. Still, despite his fatigue, Herohero had still responded to the e-mail he had sent, and logged on for the last day of YGGDRASIL before it closed down. He should have been grateful enough for that. Asking him to stay on would not just have been a matter of being thick-skinned, but actively causing him trouble.

Momonga stared at the seat Herohero had occupied until just now, and then turned to look at the other thirty nine seats. Those were the places where all of his old comrades had once sat. After going a circle around the table, Momonga returned his eyes to Herohero's place.

"Let's meet up again somewhere… huh."

Let's meet up again somewhere.

See you again.

He had heard these words several times before, but they had never come true.

Nobody had ever returned to YGGDRASIL.

"When and where will we meet again—"

Momonga's shoulders shook violently, and the words he could no longer hold back exploded forth:

"—Are you kidding me!?"

He pounded the table as he shouted.

The YGGDRASIL system registered this action as an attack, and began the complex calculations of Momonga's barehanded attack strength against the table's defensive strength to determine the final total of damage inflicted. In the end, the area Momonga had struck emitted a simple [0].

"This is the Great Tomb of Nazarick that we built together! How could you abandon it just like that!?"

After he shouted the words in his heart, the only thing left in there was emptiness.

"...No, that's not right. They didn't abandon it lightly; they simply made the choice between reality and fantasy. It couldn't be helped. Nobody would betray the guild. Everyone who made that decision must have found it painful…"

Momonga muttered like he was trying to convince himself, and then- BING, the cheerful sound of a bell stopped his thoughts while a message appeared in the middle of his screen.

'Ethereal Diamond has logged in' was the message that appeared, after that a blue light appeared in the right chair next to him and, after a second, the character of his friend materialized.

"Welcome, Etherea-san, i'm really glad you can come online this last time" Momonga said while a smiley appeared near his head.

"Yo, Momo-chan, it's nice to see you i hope that i didn't made you wait too long, i had a hard time trying to log in... what a dumb question, of course you waited for a long time" Etherea let a sigh escape from his mouth while a sad emote appeared near her character's head.

"N-no, it's no problem, Etherea-san, actually you're earlier."

"Really?!, That's really heartwarming" A smiley appeared near the head of Etherea. Momonga looked at the beautiful woman at his right side.

Ethereal Diamond, or Etherea as she liked to be called, her character was one of the top 50 best players in YGGDRASIL in it's golden age. Her character, like Touch Me, was a World Champion that had won the biggest tournament in the history of YGGDRASIL, winning a lot of awards... unfortunately, she had never used them... and as this was the last day she will never be able to use them

Etherea was a dragonoid but not just a simple dragonoid she was a Genesis, the highest class of the Dragonoid's, this racial level was 10 times stronger than a Ancient Dragonoid, having the strongest attack and defense, along with a lot of skills only available to use for her race.

She seemed to be at least 22 years old or so, she was a brown-skinned beauty, she had a hourglass figure with a well build body, her silky hair was from a beautiful silver that reached to the middle part of her back and her face was that of a goddess, she has heterochromatic eyes, while her right eye was ruby red, her left eye, that was covered by a bang of her silver hair, consisted in multiples iris, with an almost unnoticeable yellow pupil, the multiples iris changed their coloration but in general it looked like a complete crystal that reflected multiple changing colors, but the both of them had a reptilian slits pupils.

She also had a pair of wings, a tail and some scales covering her body. Her wings can stretch out up to 5 meters and could also be used as shields to protect herself and teammate if she wanted, her wing's scales were from a darkish blue scales on the outside and the scales of the inside seemed to be from the same color scheme of a starry. Her tail was located above her butt, the topside was from the same darkish blue and the bottom part was from the same color scheme as the ones of her wings. She also has some darkish blue scales all over her body but the most of them were covered by her armor. The only visible ones were the ones of her face that seemed to come up from her neck, around her eyes and on her forehead, making beautiful patterns. In her head there were a pair of darkish blue horns of middle size, all of her darkish blue scales, especially her horns, had some sort of "cracks" of the same color scheme as a starry night, her horns surrounded her head to the front but stopped themselves leaving a space of 5 centimeters and above her head there was a flame that changed it's color every second that passed but essentially was white.

The lore of this race said that this race was the first born being that was alive in the creation of YGGDRASIL and that her race was the origin of all life after her race was created by Ymir's tears, ironicaly she was one of the very first persons in YGGDRASIL as she is a beta tester of YGGDRASIL. There were many more things on the lore of this race but he couldn't recall them right now.

A Genesis like her had the following skills:

Arcane Vision/See Invisibility, High Mineral Destruction, Elemental Inmunity III, Healing Factor IV, Celestial Scales, Holy Protection, Pure Soul, First Existance, Allfather Stolen Blessing, Aurora Halo, Elimination of Evil Creatures III, Purifying Touch, Mana Generetor III, High Tier Magic Immunity V, Well of Urd's Gift, Ability Damage V, among many others.

She is like 6.5 feets high, she wears an outfit that consists of a white button up shirt under a dark blue vest, a black tie, an open black cropped jacket with the sleeves rolled up at the elbows, black slacks, black low-arch shoes and black gloves, her outfit almost failed to contain her figure. She also sports a long black coat with light-coloured lining and lapels that she wears around his shoulders like a cape with her symbol behind her back. The undercoat is from the same color scheme as a starry night.

Momonga remmembered clearly that this outfit, called [Sugar Song to Bitter Step], was the outfit that she used when she was creating something like NPC, armors, weapons or items, or when she was farming, the question of why she carried that outfit dissapeared as quickly as it had appeared.

Etherea didn't seemed to use weapons because she specialized in fighting hand to hand, but she could also use weapons such as axes or swords if she wanted. But if she saw that she had less then 10% of her life then she would go to the backline and use her summons, that mostly consisted in Mineral Soldiers, Angels and Elementals, and heal her summons until she recovered her full life. In fighting she could be... like the fusion between the first floor guardian, Shalltear Bloodfallen, and the creation of Touch Me-san... which was his name?... anyway, that was in the repertory of attacks in Job skills, in her Racial Skills... she had a very EXTENSIVE repertory of Skills. She focused mostly on her Racial Skills than in her Job's Skills

"So... it seems that we are the lasts of this guild... was i... the only one who came here tonight?"

"No, 2 others logged in a while back and Herohero-san just logged out."

"Awwww, i wanted to see one of those three maid perverts."

"For you, everyone is a pervert, Etherea-san." Teased Momonga while a laughing face appeared near to his head.

"Th-That's not... completely true."

"Actually it is, i remmember all the time that you and Chagama-san scolded Peroroncino because of his behaivor."

"In our defence, that pervert deserved it. I mean come on, he was already like what, 25, and he still talked about playing Eroges like a teenager, I mean come on!"

As they both laughed about many histories Momonga noticed that Etherea had took a look to the symbol of their guild...

Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.

The item that could only be used by the guild master, every member played recklessly and spended hours finding the necessary items to be able to create this destructive piece of art. Some members used their whole vacations while others fought their wives to make time and get the enough materials for this weapon.

Back then, they had held contests to see who could collect more raw materials more quickly, and there had been many disputes over the appearance of weapon. But slowly, after everyone's opinions were gathered, the weapon gradually took shape.

One could call this a hollow shell of a guild a relic of past glories.

—This was the incarnation of those days.

This was the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.

Seven serpents twined around the body of the staff, which resembled the kerykeion carried by Hermes Trismegistus. The serpents' mouths gaped open in agony, and each mouth held a gem of a different color. The grip was exquisitely carved out of crystal and glowed with blue light.

This staff, which should have been a treasure held by the guildmaster, was instead kept in this room as a decoration.

That was because there was nothing else which represented the guild quite like this.

Guild weapons were typically kept hidden away in safe places and not used for their tremendous powers because a guild would be disbanded if its associated guild weapon was destroyed. Even Ainz Ooal Gown, a guild which existed at the peak of YGGDRASIL, was no exception to this.

This was the reason why the weapon had been kept here, and Momonga had never touched it, despite the fact that it had been tailor-made to complement his abilities.

"It's a shame that we could have never been able to use that or will be able to" Said Etherea with a sad tone.

"Indeed... Etherea-san... do you mind if I... Move things a little?"

"You are way to humble, of course you can, you're the master of this guild after all and this is the last day sooooo, Why not?"

After this statement, Momonga, at a slow pace, reached to the hovering staff, the staff inmediatly reacted to Momonga command and floated to Momonga's hand.

"Let's end this like we wanted since we ended this place! Like the villains of the story that wait for the heroes to end our evil domain."

"Indeed it was a really nice idea... a shame that nobody didn't even managed to end the eighth floor."

"What else did you expected? Ainz Ooal Gown does not know defeat!."

...

The sound of Momonga's and Etherea's footsteps and the tapping of Momonga's staff rang through this holy sanctuary. After turning several corners in these vast hallways, Momonga and Etherea saw a woman in the distance, heading in their direction.

She was a sensual beauty, whose lush, golden hair grazed her shoulders. She was dressed in a long, elegant maid's outfit, with a large apron. She was roughly 5.5 feet tall, with a slender build. Her ample bosom looked like it would burst out of her bodice at any time. Her overall appearance was attractive and gave the impression of being graceful and kind.

As the two slowly approached each other, the maid darted to the side of the hallways and bowed deeply to Momonga and Etherea. In return, both raised their hands in acknowledgement.

"They really made a good job creating them. Don't you think, Momo-chan?"

"Indeed... Ah… that's right. I think it was from then that he started saying that 'Maid uniforms are justice!' Come to think of it, I think the manga he's drawing now has a maid as a main character. Do his assistants cry when he goes overboard on the designs? Ah, Whitebrim-san."

"They probably do, knowing him and his fanaticism for the detail."

The both thought that there was no time to spend waffling around.

"Thank you for your hard work." Said Momonga.

Momonga and Etherea walked past the maid after that painful farewell. As the both passed the maid, there was no response, but that was only to be expected. Still, even if she did not reply to him, Momonga still felt that it had to be said, because it was the last day of YGGDRASIL.

The both continued forward, leaving the maid behind.

After a while, a gigantic staircase appeared before Momonga's eyes. It was wide enough that over ten people could walk down it side by side, arms outstretched, with no problems. A luxurious red carpet lay on the steps. Momonga slowly descended the stairs, until he reached the lowest floor — the Tenth Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

The place where he had arrived was a large receiving room, with several figures within.

The first to enter Momonga's line of sight was a distinguished old gentleman in a butler's outfit.

His hair was pure white, even the beard and moustache near his mouth. However, the old man's back was ramrod-straight, like a sword forged of steel. His face was deeply wrinkled and gave onlookers the impression that he was a kind and gentle person, but his keen eyes were like those of an eagle sizing up its prey, Etherea had not forgotten his name, Sebas Tian, an Ancient Dragonoid.

There were 10 maids and another buttler standing behind the old butler. However, these maids were different from the one Momonga had met earlier, in looks and equipment.

The maids wore gauntlets and greaves of gold, silver, black, and other colored metals. Their armor was designed to look like the outfits of maids in manga. They did not wear helmets, but instead white headdresses. In addition, every girl was armed with a different weapon. They were the very picture of battle maids.

Their hairstyles were also varied; they wore their hair in buns, ponytails, long and straight, French curls, and so on. The one thing they had in common was that every single one of them was attractive. The exact way in which they were attractive also varied within them; one was sporty and athletic, one resembled a demure Japanese maiden, one of them had a seductive allure, and so on.

These girls were NPCs, but they were distinctly different from the other maids, who had simply been designed for entertainment. Their purpose was to defend against invaders.

"Umu."

Momonga placed his thumb on his chin, and looked at the butler and maids who were bowing to him. Momonga typically used teleportation magic to move through the various rooms, so he had not had many chances to come this way. Looking at the staff filled him with nostalgia.

He reached his hand out and touched an invisible menu, opening a page that only guild members could see. Then, he selected an option from several choices. As he did so, the names of the butlers and maids appeared over their heads.

"I see. So that's what they were called."

"Ehhhh!, your non-existent brain of skeleton stopped to work. Could you really forget about my little babys?"

Etherea made an exaggerated pose of feeling hurted, Momonga just laughted sarcastically at her then he laughed softly, at himself for forgetting their names, and also because of the fond memories they brought up in him. There had been quite a few arguments between his colleagues when they had chosen names for the NPCs.

It was indeed true from the 10 maids and 2 buttlers in front of them, 4 maids and 1 buttler were creations from Etherea. The maids and the buttler beside him were combat maids loyal to Sebas. Together, they were called the "Pleiades." In addition to these maids, Sebas was also in charge of the Tomb's manservants and R4Y-D3N was his assistant.

Originally, Sebas and the combat maids were intended to be a last line of defense against invaders. However, if enemy players could penetrate this deeply into the tomb, they would be able to handily defeat Sebas and the rest, so they were little more than speedbumps to buy time. However, no player had ever made it this far, so they had been waiting here for orders.

"Well, that was kind of cruel from you, you know... i remmember that you really worked hard so your creations could be very strong they are like... level 70?".

"Well that's R4Y-D3N -chan, after all, he is the youngest one, remmember?... the oldest one in here... Morgana-chan, is like 95, i think"

"Wahhh that's amazing... Okay, as the guildmaster, I shall put the NPCs to good use."

Etherea, and himself, almost laughed at him/himself for that incredibly lame line, and then Momonga gave them a command.

"Follow me."

Sebas and the maids bowed respectfully, to show they had heard and acknowledged the order.

Leading them away from this place was not what the guild members had intended for them. Ainz Ooal Gown was a guild that respected the will of the majority. It was forbidden for an individual to selfishly manipulate the NPCs that everyone had made together.

However, this was the day when the curtains would fall on everything. Given that, everyone would probably forgive his indulgence.

As the both thought about this, they continued moving forward, followed by the sounds of many footsteps.

As they got on their way to the throne hall, the both players looked at the pleiades as they walked.

Right before Sebas was the second buttler, R4Y-D3N Stigma, or Ray for short, he is an Ex-Machina, a high-class Automaton. He specialized in long-ranged attacks using fire weapons such as the two pistols that Etherea-san created for him. Ray looked like a really appealing young man. Ray had a medium length copper hair, cut into a bob that covered his both eyes, his covered eyes were large and they seemed to be from a completely brilliant light blue color, the whole eye also seemed like if those eyes of his were cybernetic, and of course they were, after all, he was an Ex-Machina. He wore the same tipe of suit that Sebas Tian, the only difference was his bow tie, she made this on purpose, after all, Ray was the "apprentice" of Sebas whose he will admire as a role to follow.

Behind him was Yuri Alfa, she is a Dullahan, an undead. She specialized herself in close-range combat as a brawler. She is a beauty with an intelligent look, wearing glasses and a wide blue necklace. She wears her hair tied into a low-cropped bun at the back of her head. Lacking a metal plate in front of her skirt, her dress emphasizes mobility rather than defense. She is equipped with spiked gauntlets.

The next one behind her was Morgana Theta, she is a Fallen Seraph. She was like Momonga, a NPC that specialized in using spells and using summons to fight. She has a jet-black hair, violet eyes and snow white skin She had a short maid dress of black and white without sleeves that seemed to almost fail to contain her figure. She has white gloves with golden edges and a pair of black and white high heels, her legs were covered by really long socks ending on a white edge, she also wored a pair of glasses. Her 6 black wings that were on her naked back emited a small black radiance while above her head was a halo of black radiance.

Behind her was Lupusregina Beta, she is a werewolf. She is a Divine Magic Caster. She is a brown-skinned beauty, with an athletic look and red hair tied in two long braids. She wears a maid uniform with short sleeves and long black gloves with a skirt that has a long slit on its left side, revealing thigh high white stockings. She is equipped with an imposing black and silver scepter slung across her back.

The next one was Gnowee Pi, she is a Nematon Elf, a special class of elf that was blessed by the goddess of nature, Nerthus, or that was what the lore said about this race. She was druid and a monk at the same time, she specialized herself into transforming into animals and attacking the enemies at her rank. She looked no more than 12 years old, she has a beautiful golden silky hair that reached her hips decorated by flowers of different colors, she wore a short maid dress that was supported to her body by to thin black strips of her maid uniform, she wored a pair of kid-like maid shoes. She has a snow-white skin, with a cute face and big opened eyes, her left eye was from a brilliant pink while her right eye was light green, a perfect smile complemented her cute face.

Behind the little girl was another little girl, she was called Ratri Xi, she is a Night Borned Elf, the lore said that this race was the cursed by many devil gods but blessed by the god creator as a way to counter the many curses that this new race had, the result was a type of elf that, literally was one with the darkness. She was a ninja of two special daggers created by Etherea. She wored a black-red maid uniform that covered most of her body, she had a red scarf that covered her mouth, and her head was covered by a black hood. Her only visible part of her body were her complete violet eyes that seemed to be like lanterns, and her black skin around them.

Next to her was Narberal Gamma, she is a doppelgänger. She is an elegant, snow-white skinned, black-pony tailed beauty. She wears a white bonnet in place of a helmet, and black armor decorated in gold and silver in the likeness of a maid uniform. Being a battle mage, her weapon of choice is a golden staff plated in silver.

After her was Metatron Fortuna Sigma, she is a Seraph. She is a paladdin and a Divine Magic Caster, her weapon is a golden longsword whose blade was encrusted with gems on her back, that weapon was called [Heaven's Prophet]. She has snow-white skin, with a beautiful silky golden hair that reached her calves decorated with a lot of flowers, her maid uniform seemed more like an armor with the form of a white-black dress, her dress covered most of her generous figure. She also had beautiful brilliant sky blue eyes, her had 6 wings were in her back that iluminated the path with white light, she had a golden halo above her head.

Behind her was CZ Delta, an Automaton. She is a short girl with red-gold straight long hair. She wears an eyepatch over her left eye, while her right eye has an emerald color and target-mark on the pupil. Her face is very delicate, it looks as if it was artificially crafted by hand. She wears accessories with military camouflage patterns. While her face is beautiful, she does not show her emotions and talks in a flat tone. Her attire is similar to that of Narberal and Yuri. However, the biggest difference between her attire and theirs are her urban camouflage accessories and the cute sticker attached to a corner of her skirt with '1 yen' written on it. The other significant difference would be the white gun she often has holstered on her waist like how one would wear a sword.

Next to her was Solution Epsilon, a Shoggoth, a High-class Slime. She is an assassin with a black dagger. She s a blonde beauty with spiral curls and blue eyes, and clothing that emphasizes sex appeal. As her race is slime, Solution can change her appearance as she wishes.

And finally, Entoma Vasilissa Zeta, an Arachnoid. She is an entomancer, someone that summons insects to fight. Entoma has the appearance of a girl wearing clothing similar to the traditional Japanese style. Her eyes are cute, but they never twinkle or blink. She has brown hair with twin chignon. Entoma never exposes bare skin except for her face. Her true form is a spider-human (arachnoid). Her face is a mask-shaped insect and her hair is formed from an organization similar to a rolled centipede's.

All the pleiades had an extreme beauty that someone would definitely not be able to take away their eyes from them, both males and females.

Etherea really liked creating things like NPC, armors and weapons, in fact, when they, Momonga and Etherea, first met she was a blacksmith, many of her items are now in hands of her creations, but after a certain event and after Ainz Ooal Gown became this... empty shell, she stopped focusing her skills in her lasts blacksmith jobs to completely became a monk and a magic caster at the same time... or rather she changed her whole character.

"I remmember that i really put extremely effort on writing their settings, like Tabula-chan, in every single one of my creations" Said Etherea with a nostalgic voice.

"Now that i think about it, my creation... i created him in my chunibyou-phase. I mostly created him so i can..."

"Remmember the others, don't you?... You're really a sentimental man, Momo-chan."

"Maybe... but that is the time that i cherish the most"

"Yeah, me too... Oh!, this is it, The Lemegeton "

Etherea said this as the group arrived at a vast hemispherical dome-shaped hall. Four-colored crystal lamps glittered from the ceiling, and there were seventy two niches in the walls. Most of them were filled with statues. Each statue was modelled after a demon's appearance, and there were sixty seven of them.

This place was named after the Lesser Key of Solomon, which was a magical grimoire.

The statues in the niches were designed to resemble the seventy two demons mentioned in that book, and in truth they were golems, made out of extremely rare magical alloys. At start there were only sixty seven, because their creator got bored of the project and quit halfway, so after a lot of work Momonga and Etherea managed to end the job of theirs guildmate.

The four-colored crystal lamps on the ceiling were a type of monster, and the moment an enemy entered their range, they would summon high-ranking elementals of earth, water, wind, and fire, in addition to bombarding them with area-of-effect attack magic.

If these crystal lamps all attacked at once, the firepower they unleashed could easily defeat two parties of level one hundred players, which would be roughly twelve people.

This room could be said to be the final defensive line of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Momonga and Etherea led the servants behind him past the magic circle, and laid eyes on the giant doors before him.

The majestic set of double doors were over five meters in height, and covered in intricate carvings. The left side was shaped into a beautiful goddess, while the right was made to resemble a cruel demon. So realistic was their design that even from across the room, Momonga thought that they would attack them in any moment.

Still, while the carvings looked like they could move, Momonga knew that they had never moved before.

—Since they made it all the way here, we should gather in glory and welcome these brave heroes. Let others slander us as they will, but we shall welcome them proudly and openly, like the magnanimous lords that we are.

This idea was from Ulbert Alain Odle and that idea had been passed, in accordance with the majority vote rule.

"Come on, there is no time to wait, my evil leader, it's not like LuciFer-chan would do something like that?"

As Momonga resumed his walk he let a sarcastic laugh came out of his mouth.

"He did it, in the past, you know?"

"Still doubtful of him, just for you to know he is not a VERY realiable person to program something."

"Excuses, excuses."

Said Momonga as he touched them, they opened by themselves — although they did so slowly, in deference to their massive weight.

"See what did i told you."

The air changed.

Although the atmosphere from earlier was filled with quiet solemnity, the scene before his eyes now exceeded that by far. The air became a pressure that weighed heavily on the entire body.

It was an exquisite piece of work.

And in this wide, high room—

Even packing several hundred people inside would not make the room feel crowded. The high ceiling and the surrounding walls were a predominantly white color, with golden decorations as highlights.

The numerous chandeliers which hung from the ceiling were made of precious stones of all colors of the rainbow, and they emitted a fantastic, dreamlike radiance.

Numerous flags emblazoned with different symbols hung from flagpoles sunk into the walls. A total of forty one of these flags swayed gently in the wind, from the ceiling to the floor.

In the center of this room that was tinted gold and silver, there was a flight of stairs about ten steps high. Atop these stairs was a gigantic throne, carved out of a single piece of crystal, whose back was high enough to touch the ceiling above it. A huge red banner hung down behind it, proudly displaying the symbol of the guild.

This place was located in the deepest reaches of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. It was also its most important place, the Throne Room.

"We really took our time making this place" Said Etherea to herself as she admired this piece of art, Momonga couldn't help but to assent to this. The group advanced through the room that seemed to absorb the sounds of his footsteps, his eye fell on the female NPC that stood by the side of the throne.

She was a beautiful woman who wore a pure white dress, and the faint smile on her face was that of a goddess. In stark contrast to her dress, her hair was a flowing, lustrous jet-black that reached down to her waist. Although her golden irises and vertically-slitted pupils were somewhat odd, apart from those she could easily be considered a world-class beauty. However, a pair of curled horns sprouted from the sides of her head. In addition, a pair of black-feathered wings emerged from her waist. Perhaps it was because of the horns, but her divine smile seemed like a mask that concealed her true feelings. She wore a golden necklace that patterned after a spiderweb. It extended from her shoulders down to the tops of her breasts. Her slender wrists were covered in a pair of lustrous silk gloves, and in her hand she held a strange weapon that looked like a wand of some sort. It was roughly forty five centimeters long, and a black orb hovered at its end, floating lightly in the air but holding its position at the end of the wand.

"Albedo-chan, was it?" Said Etherea to Momonga, as he nodded to affirm his question.

Albedo was the Overseer of the Floor Guardians of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. She was in charge of the nine NPC Floor Guardians. In other words, she was the highest-ranked character in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Because of that, she was permitted to await orders within the Throne Room, in the deepest reaches of the Tomb.

However, Momonga turned a sharp look on Albedo:

"I knew there was a World Class Item here, but how is it that there are two of them here now?"

"Tabula-chan had probably leaved it as a goodby gift. He really cared about his creations, you know."

"Indeed... well, it doesn't matter anymore as this is the last day... this is indeed a good place for ending this wonderful game."

"I know."

They reached the base of the stairs leading to the throne. After that, he began climbing the stairs, but stopped when they heard footsteps behind them. Momonga could not help but laugh, although his skeletal face could not show any expressions.

"We didn't had a lot of time to spend with them as we were busy fighting bosses by our own so it's normal that you had forgotten about that if you don't give them the right command they don't obey you."

"Indeed, I think that the command was... Stand by."

The sound of footsteps stopped.

After Momonga gave the correct command, he ascended the final steps and arrived at the throne with Etherea being at his left side.

"I wonder what were her settings." Muttered Etherea

"Let's see..." Driven by curiosity, Momonga and Etherea opened up a console and began scrolling through the details of Albedo's flavor text, after that, a tremendous though of data flowed before them while Momonga scrolled the console.

"...Eh? What does this mean?"

"Ummmm, Momo-chan, remmember that Tabula-chan liked this kind of things."

Momonga let out a sigh escape from his mouth and after that he said "So this is what they called gap-moe... Tabula-san… umu... Etherea-san. Do you think that I can... change her?"

"Do it already, I mean it's not like he is going to pop out of nowhere and scold you about changing her like this and... this is demigrant to little poor Bedo-chan... okay if it makes you feel better i will just... go to check my little babys settings." Etherea walked to the side of her first creation on her view, Ray.

Currently, with the guild weapon in his possession, Momonga could be said to be the master of the guild. It should be all right to exercise the guildmaster's authority he had never used before.

Momonga's doubts vanished like mist, as he steeled himself to right the wrongs of his guildmate.

He extended the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown that he was holding. Normally, one would need developer tools to change a character's backstory, but through his power as guildmaster, he could directly access her settings and edit them. After some action on his console, the "slut" line vanished.

"Well, it should be like that."

Momonga thought a bit more, and looked at the gap in Albedo's flavor text.

I should probably fill that up...

"This feels a little silly."

He looked at Etherea, that was checking on Ratri, after a little while of thinking about it, although he was laughing at himself, he still typed out a few words on the console keyboard. The words formed a sentence:

"She loves Momonga."

"Uwah, how embarrassing."

Momonga covered his face with his palm. It felt as though he were designing his ideal girlfriend complete with love events for himself, which embarrassed him so much that his heart began pounding. Although he wanted to rewrite it again out of shame, in the end he changed his mind and decided against it.

When Momonga saw that Etherea was ending on checking her characters settings, he quickly closed the panel and putted his both arms on the armrests.

She had ended checking her characters settings too fast not because she hadn't done a really big setting on hers creations, no, in fact, along with Tabula Smaradigma, the creator of Albedo, the both were the ones that spended HOURS doing theirs creations settings, Momonga remmembered that those two spended at least, in total, a complete day doing each of their characters settings, she hadn't actually readed her creations settings because of that or at least she didn't readed the whole text, that was the explanation that crossed his mind.

"Well, as the phrase goes 'Out of sight, out of mind'"

"This felt really wrong, should i-?"

"Come on, is not that bad that you erased or changed that last line, it's not like you would put anything worse."

"Ye-yeah, right..."

Momonga could swear that he could feel Etherea smirking at him, or maybe it was just the paranoia. He was pretty sure that he would die of embarrassment right now...

The game would end soon, after all, and his shame would vanish with it. Besides, the sentence he added matched the gap left by the deleted sentence exactly. It would be a shame if he deleted it and left an empty space again.

Momonga sat on the throne, scanning his surroundings with eyes filled with satisfaction and a little embarrassment. He noticed that Sebas and the maids were still standing by in a dormant state. It seemed a little lonely, and a little odd, to have them standing motionless like that. Momonga recalled the words he had heard before, and extended a hand before lightly bringing it down.

"Kneel."

As one, Albedo, Sebas, and the six maids fell to one knee in obeisance.

Good.

Momonga raised his left hand to check the time.

23:55:48

He was just in time.

"Should i kneel too, evil master?" Said Etherea, as she let herself rest sitted on the left armrest of the throne, with a really forced voice similar to a lackey of those villains of the old movies before bursting on laught. He, also, let out a soft laugh.

"A relic of the past, huh—"

"... Indeed, the best relic of the past that could be in all the existance." After this sentence they both laugh in unison like two old friends that laughted over adventures of their past. Although the guild now was just an empty shell, they had really enjoyed their time with it.

The both turned their eyes to look at the huge flags hanging from the ceiling. There were forty one of them in total, the same number as there were guild members. The both extended their index finger and pointed one of them.

"Mine."

The both said at unison. Then they continued pointing every single flag while the both told the owner's name.

"It was really fun, wasn't it... Momonga- kyun"

"No, you're not going to do that on the last... 3 minutes."

"¡Oh! come on, admit it, it was the best thing that happened in the whole history of Nazarick, Momonga- kyun, HAHAHAHAHA—"

The "thing" that Etherea was talking about was one of her favorites memories of this guild, and one of the most embarrasing ones for Momonga. You see, one of those days, Peroroncino told everyone to stop calling him by the honorific -san because, for him, it made look like he was older than most of the guild when he was the youngest one so he told everyone that he should call him -kun instead... when the time for Momonga to call him Peroroncino-kun came... he sneezed like a kitten, transforming the -kun into -kyun... after that, for a whole month, Momonga was known as Momonga- kyun, the man who sneezed like a kitten.

This resulted into a lot of forced logouts due to stress caused by that, so after that month the honorific kyun was banned as a way to leave Momonga in peace... until now.

"Come on, it isn't funny anymore."

"It will always be HAHAHAHA—"

"Agh... why in a guild that was supposed to be evil, was kyun suddendly so popular... and why was me and not Peroroncino?"

The voice of Momonga sounded depresed while Etherea kept laughting at him, after a whole minute of trying to calm down Etherea, Momonga finally managed to calm Etherea down.

Etherea take a few steps so she could see the whole room in a better angle.

"So many good memories." Said Etherea with a nostalgic tone.

"Indeed."

To Momonga, whose parents had passed away and who had no friends in real life, the guild Ainz Ooal Gown was a shining memory of the good times he had had with his friends. Etherea knew this, and, kinda, knew the pain of being alone, so she decided to stay with him every day that she was free, after all this game gave her the confidence so she could make "friends" on the real life... she really loved those old days.

And now, this guild would disappear.

"2 minutes, and then this world will disappear."

"Well, i have to wake up at 4 A.M., so after the moment the servers shut down in order not to affect the next day's work."

"Indeed, fortunately for me it is not that case, i'm on vacations for... like a week... yes, that is a long vacation for me, don't judge."

"Haha, i would never do that... Etherea-san, it really was a pleasure playing along side you."

"Don't do that Momonga, you will make me cry, really... but i think so too."

They silent themselves so they could count out the remaining seconds.

23:59:48, 49, 50

The last members of Nazarick closed their eyes.

23:59:58, 59—

The countdown finished. They waited for the curtains to fall on his fantasy world—

They waited for the automatic logout—

0:00:00

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...

...

00:00:01

00:00:02

00:00:03

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But it never happened

...

00:00:01

00:00:02

00:00:03

...

"...Hm?"

Momonga and Etherea opened their eyes... this was not their rooms... they were still at Nazarick, they were still at the throne room.

'Could it be they delayed the server shutdown—?'

The both though after they checked the hour on theirs clocks, that was 0:00:38.

Etherea just putted herself in a thinking position as she whispered multiple things, those things were unheared by any of the people that was on the room.

While Momonga, although numerous reasons appeared in his mind, they were all far from the truth. However, the most likely reason was that an irresistible force had cropped up, and extended the server shutdown time. If that was the case, the GMs would have made an announcement. Momonga hurriedly worked to reopen the message panel he had closed — and then he stopped halfway.

There was no command console.

"What… on earth happened?"

Momonga was filled with panic, frustration, and suspicion, but he was also surprised by how calm he was considering the circumstances. He decided to call on other means. Forced connections that did not require a console, the chat function, a GM call, a forced logout—

Today was the last day of YGGDRASIL, yet all these things were happening on a day that should have marked an end to the game. Was this some kind of prank they were pulling on the players?

Momonga was quite unhappy that he could not meet the end of the game in style, and the words he muttered clearly illustrated the anger inside him. There should not have been any reply to his hostile suspicion.

—However...

"What's wrong, Momonga-sama?"

It was the first time he had heard that beautiful woman's voice.

Momonga was startled, but he still kept searching for the source of the voice. When he found the one who had spoken the words just now, he was speechless.

The person who had answered him was the NPC raising her head — Albedo...

"...What the hell is going on!?"

Screamed Etherea with all his strengh scaring the people in the room by the deafening scream that obligated them to cover their eyes, but the thing that was more scary was that the flame above her head got extremely big at size. If someone were to size this flame, it would be approximately of 5 to 10 meters.

The overwhelming light and heat of the now flame of blue and green tonality forced everyone to cover their eyes, the strengh of the sudden burst of the flame created several strong gust of scorching air in all diractions— unaware for everyone, there had been a white shockwave that didn't affected anything... or at least that seemed to be the case.

But what was more strange was the fact that they could hear voices coming to that flame... no, they were laments and cries of dead people, Momonga watched as spectres of white transparence came to that flame, like flies that were directed to a light, and after they came in contact to that flame they were consumed by the fire in matter of seconds dissapearing their laments and cries.

This situation lasted for 10 to 15 seconds as the souls of the deads came to the flame above the head of Etherea like if a river lead the souls of the deads to her flame.

After that situation ended, Etherea dropped to the ground, sweating and panting, before Momonga could even process what happened, the creations of Etherea were already at her side, followed really short by the rest of the pleides and Sebas.

"Mother, are you allright?!" Was the question that asked every single of her creations at unison, the concern was really clear in their voice.

The still panting woman looked at sideways, unnoticed by her creations or any people at the room, while she processed what had just happened.

'That... WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!, it felt as if... it felt as if... as if i had devoured millions of souls in matter of seconds, and at the same time it was as if i had... purified something?!. What am i, a water filter?!... and why did they called me mother.

Oh, right!... my creations, my babys... i always said that joking but... the tone on their voices, they are extremaly concerned about me... no, more important, HOW THAT THEY EVEN TALK, WHY DO I EVEN FEEL MY WHOLE BODY?!...

No, wait, as Punitto Moe-chan said 'Panic is the seed of defeat, so you must maintain your calm and think logically. Remain calm, look beyond your surroundings, and don't waste your effort on unnecessary details'. so all i need it's to remain... calm... more easier said than done considering this kind of situation, okay, first the most obviusly thing... What the hell happened in here!?.

There is no way that they could talk, moreover it's imposible that i could feel... THIS!... okay, again, calm down... In accordance to the software legislation for virtual reality games, such games were not allowed to provide sensory data for smell and taste. Although YGGDRASIL had food and drink items, consuming them was little more than changing a value in the game system. In addition, the sense of touch was heavily limited, in order to prevent confusion with the real world... However, none of these limitations were in effect now.

If this is the alfa of a YGGDRASIL II... If this virtual world is just a simulation of the real world… then the quantity of data involved must be unimaginable… almost impossible... then what now?... if YGGDRASIL is now our reality...

... My fucking whole rutine... No! More important, my vacations! I have worked so hard to won those fucking vacations and now THIS happens... Sigh, existance really hates me.

No, concentrate in the reality now girl, if this is now the real world that meant... we could die... and for real now... what if magic doesn't worked anymore... god, the most affected would be Momo-chan as he mostly depends on magic to defend himself, me in a lesser way as I am a close ranked fighter, but also my other spells wouldn't work... and even if they worked, mostly of my normal Spells that didn't came with my racial leveling are Divine Magic that in their description made clear that only religious persons can use this kind of magic perfectly, and I'm an atheist...

I have to test that later... first, Act. As. A. Leader!. If the settings that we put on our babies are now real then it means that... they are all evil... well except for mines and the one of Touch-chan and Yamaiko-chan, but still... well this will be hard...and considerating that Momonga is the Guild Master then he will the one that has the most troubles

Enough of that, now, Think what Ulbert-chan would do in this situation!'

"I'm okay, i'm sorry to have worried you all- Sebas!" Her voice, as she got up from the floor, was unusually calm, instead of her always cheerful voice, the tone of her voice resembled to a boss whose talked with his subordinate.

"Yes, Ethereal Diamond-sama" Said Sebas as the rest of the pleides and Ray returned to the sides of Sebas.

'Should I... I have to give a try!'

"Could you please exit the Tomb and investigate the surrounding region?. The if you accept, if you encounter intelligent creatures, interact peacefully with them and invite them to the Tomb. Attempt to accommodate the other party as much as possible during negotiations. Do not stray more than one kilometer from the tomb and avoid unnecessary combats. Go with the pleides and Ray-chan so they can help you, if they are violent avoid any kind of combat and retreat inmediatly. We don't want unnecessary casualties."

"Understood, Ethereal Diamond-sama. But we also need the permission of Momonga-sama so we can do so."

Said Sebas looking to the overlord, which did not take long to answer.

"Do as Etherea-san says, remmeber retreat inmediatly if they are violent and explore the perimeter in groups of two so you can work more effectively... Begin immediately!"

Once more the chorus of voices rang out. Sebas and the maids bowed once more to their lord who sat upon the throne, then stood and left simultaneously.

The giant doors opened, and then closed again.

Sebas and the maids vanished beyond the doors.

It was good that they had not replied with a "No" or something similar.

In YGGDRASIL, NPCs made to protect a guild base could not leave it under any circumstances. However, it would seem this ironclad restriction had been overturned. After that they retreated inmediatly at a elegant and slow pace, even though it seemed for a moment that Ray stumbled with himself and was going to fall, fortunately he didn't.

Momonga let go of the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.

The staff did not fall onto the ground, but floated in the air as though someone were still holding it. This was in complete defiance of physics, but it was a common sight in the game. There were quite a few items in YGGDRASIL which would continue floating in the air when left unattended.

The aura of tormented spirits seemed to cling to Momonga's hand as he let the staff go, but Momonga paid it no heed. He was long since used to that sight… or not. Thinking that the macro command would have already been built in, Momonga snapped his fingers and deactivated the aura.

Momonga folded his arms.

The next step would be—

"[Message: Ethereal Diamond]..."

(Momonga: Are you there Etherea-san?)

(Etherea: No, it's just your conscience. Of course it's me who else could it be!)

(Momonga: There was no need to be harsh, Etherea-san. Well but this is nice, it seems that magic does work in here... or at least the communication magic if that is so i have a lot of problems)

(Etherea: I know, remmember that all the guardians are of maximum level, if we two could take 2 against every member, in 2 versus 1 to 20, we could win but... defeat the whole Nazarick is almost impossible... and now to see were to test our power... the Colosseum, that's it!, and there we can also take advantage to see if the guardians are loyal to us and by ensure their loyalty, the NPC that are in their command will be also at our command... but for ensuring their loyalty to us we have to act like... evil leaders?... well, we will see that later, for now we have to make sure completely that this isn't the reality... even though it seems to be it... Momo-chan, do pervy stuff with Bedo-chan!)

(Momonga: What?!)

(Etherea: Remmember, R-18 actions are strictly forbidden in these kind of games and if someone does something like that they are kicked out of the server!)

(Momonga: I-i see... but what do i do?)

He looked at the other woman who had stayed by his person was Albedo, who had stood by, awaiting orders.

(Etherea: I don't know, think of something!)

Albedo smiled, and asked him, "Then, Momonga-sama, what will you have me do next?"

"Ah, ahhh… got it... Come to me."

"Yes."

Was the inmediate answer. After 2 seconds, Albedo was close enough that he could embrace her if he wanted.

'She smells nice — wait, what am I thinking.'

Momonga cast out the thoughts which had rose up inside him again. Now was not the time for fooling round. He reached out his hand to touch Albedo's.

A pained expression flickered across Albedo's face. Momonga drew his hand away, like he had received an electric shock.

Overlords required levels in the Elder Lich racial class, and among the abilities Elder Liches possessed was the ability to inflict negative energy damage on anything they touched. Was that the reason?

'Could it be that she no longer belongs to our guild? Or has friendly fire been enabled?'

Were the thoughts of both players as they saw the pained expression of the beauty. As Momonga kept doing experiments with this new situation while chating with Albedo, Etherea though about the reason why she had been affected by his passive.

'Well, if we think this as the real life, then it would be logical to assume that we can damage the others... then it means that they can... betray us' This though scared her a little bit even though her facial expression remained without changes looking at Momonga and Albedo as if she were analizing every detail 'This reforce my ideas, we have to keep an eye on them, even if they swear loyalty to us, one can never be sure.'

"Albedo… I, may I touch your breasts?"

This question broke the concentration of the tall beauty.

"Eh?"

The air between them seemed to freeze.

Albedo's eyes went wide.

A wave of depression washed over Momonga as he considered his words.

"I have to do this," what the hell was he thinking, saying that to a woman? He wanted to scream "Despicable!" at the top of his voice. Indeed, using one's superior position to commit sexual harassment was the most despicable thing imaginable.

But he had no choice. Indeed, he had to do this.

As Momonga convinced himself with all his strength, his composure gradually returned to him. Resuming the air of a proper ruler, he continued forcefully:

"That... should be fine, right?"

In contrast to Momonga's nervous request, Albedo seemed to be overflowing with joy. And after she took a little look to Etherea; Etherea tilted her head a little bit thinking that the look was a little arrogant but cute in some way it was obviously that she was trying to make her feel jealous... that was strange because she saw Momonga like a little brother rather then a boyfriend or something like that, but Etherea had a faint idea of what he did, or so Etherea though, then Albedo gave him a glittering smile.

"But of course, Momonga-sama. Please, help yourself."

Albedo straightened herself up, presenting her ample twin peaks for Momonga's inspection. If he still had saliva, he would have swallowed several times by now.

Her breasts swelled up through her dress. And now, he was going to touch them.

On the other side of his abnormal tension and nervousness, a quiet, calm part of Momonga's brain was observing his own actions. He noted how foolish he was, and wondered why he had thought of this, and why he was still going to follow through anyway. He sneaked a peek at Albedo, and found that her eyes were shining, jiggling her bosom as though to say 'Hurry up and touch me.' Not knowing whether it was because of excitement or embarrassment, Momonga steadied his hands with sheer force of will, steeled his resolve, and reached out.

The first thing Momonga felt was something hard under the dress, followed by a soft, yielding sensation.

"Fuahh.. haaa..."

As Albedo moaned wetly, Momonga completed yet another experiment.

If his brain was normal, there were two possible explanations for his present situation.

The first was that this was a new DMMO-RPG. That was to say, the moment YGGDRASIL had shut down, a new game, "YGGDRASIL II", had immediately taken its place. However, in light of this experiment, the probability of that being the case was vanishingly small.

And there was another possibility...

...The possibility that the virtual world had become reality.

The possibility that Momonga didn't wanted to believe, but for Etherea's case, she begged for it to be true.

"Sorry, Albedo."

"Fuahh…"

A sensual moan came from the red-faced Albedo, and he could practically feel her body heat raising the surrounding temperature. After that, she shyly asked Momonga:

"Will I have my first time right here and right now, in front of Etherea-sama?"

Momonga was caught off guard by her question, and before he could think clearly, he replied:

"...Eh?"

His mind was suddenly frozen, and was unable to parse her question,

'First time? What's that? What's this all about? And why does she look so shy?'

"May I ask how you wish to dispose of my clothes?"

"...Wha?"

"Would it be better if I disrobed myself? Or would you like to unwrap me, Momonga-sama? Or if we did it while I was wearing the dress, afterwards… it would get dirty… no, if you want me to wear this dress, I have no objections, Momonga-sama."

His brain finally managed to make sense of Albedo's words. Although, whether there really was a brain under that skull remained to be seen.

As Momonga realized why Albedo had this reaction, an immense struggle took place within himself before he finally said:

"Enough, that's all for now, Albedo. Now is not the time for… no, there's no time for that sort of thing."

"My, my apologies! I allowed myself to be ruled by my desires despite the urgency of the situation!"

With a swift movement, Albedo made to genuflect in apology, but Momonga stopped her:

"No, all this is my fault. I forgive you, Albedo. That aside… I have an order."

"Please give me any command you desire."

"Tell the Guardians of each Floor, with the exception of the Fourth and the Eighth Floors, to meet at the Colosseum on the Sixth Floor in an hour's time. I will contact Aura and Mare myself, so there is no need to inform them."

"Understood. Allow me to repeat the order; aside from Aura and Mare of the Sixth Floor, Gargantua, from the Fourth Floor, and Victim, from the Eighth Floor, I am to inform all the Floor Guardians to meet one hour later at the Colosseum."

As Albedo swiftly departed from the throne room, Etherea felt a deadly and jealous gaze coming from her direction as she leaved, Etherea find this way too cute and she couldn't contain herself to let out a small laugh but quickly she restrained herself for laughing about her. When they saw the door closing behind her.

"... I assume that... you made Albedo... your girlfriend?"

"Well... okay, yes... i kinda... i changed the line of 'She is a slut' with 'She is in love with Momonga'... Ahhh, how will i even will able to look at Tabula-san after i did something like that."

"Well couldn't be helped, you made a silly joke and it turned wrong... well this situation was rather unpredictable so it couldn't be helped, don't feel wrong... i'm not judging you... a lot."

"That's not comforting, you know... what are we going to do now?, i mean there were a lot of strong beings in Nazarick as you said and i don't think that i could be a nice leader."

"You have to try Momonga, if they are as we putted in their settings then we are in serious danger if they don't saw us as leaders worth to follow especially you since you are the Guild Master, you outrank me."

"Wha?! B-but how do i do that? I hadn't been the boss of anyone so i'm really... inexperienced in these kind of situations."

"Don't worry, Momo-chan, I am going to do anything in my power and in my knowledgeso you don't screw things up for us..."

"Okay, i will try..." Momonga saw Etherea taking some steps until he noticed something out of place "Wait... Why do you walk like that?"

"What do you mean?"

Etherea looked at Momonga trying to figure out what did her friend wanted.

"I mean, like THAT, you are walking like... like royalty."

It was indeed true, normaly, everytime the Guild did one of their real life meetings, they saw Etherea walked like if she were some sort of militar incredibly diferent to how elegantly she was walking now.

"Really, well I didn't noticed I just walked like I had always walked... Oh, right! I forgot telling you... well, remmember that high-tiered spell that came with my racial leveling, [Omnipresence], well while you were chatting with Bedo-chan i was checking the outsides with that spell... and let me tell you that we aren't anymore at Helheim."

"Wait, then why did you sended Sebas and the pleides to check outside and what is that that we aren't anymore at Helheim?"

"I sended them to check to see if they could receive non-especifical orders, and it turned that they can receive other orders than just commands and not only that they can leave the floor that they are designed to protect as you saw earlier, and about the fact that we aren't in Helheim... while i was checking the outside i registered an interesting thing, that we are surrounded by NORMAL plain with NORMAL grass, not a swamp, there isn't anything floating in the sky, or anything like a message appeared in the sky... ¡Oh! And one more thing, the heavens are as boundless as the Sixth Floor's night sky."

"What?!... so we are at Midgard-"

"Didn't you heared me?, there is no thing as messages or islands or ANYTHING like that at all at the sky like in Midgard... and these surroundings doesn't look like anything that i remmember about Midgard..."

"... If you are right, and if this place it's now the reality... wahhh, let's think about that later... let's head out to the Sixth Floor"

"Yes... and we can also test if our rings work properly."

One of the rings that both wore, in Etherea's case she wore it under her gloves while in Momonga's case he wore it in his skeletal hand, this specifical ring had an emblem on it which resembled the symbol embroidered upon the large red banner behind the throne. Every member of Ainz Ooal Gown possessed the magic ring that the both wore.

That ring was called the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown. The power of the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown was unlimited teleportation between named rooms of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, and it would even allow one to teleport into the Tomb from the outside. Since Nazarick was warded to block teleportation into or within itself (except for a few specific areas), this ring was very handy.

The only places where this ring could not teleport its wearer was to the Throne Room and the various guild members' personal rooms. This ring was also required to enter the Treasury, which was why he could not do without it.

"Hopefully this ring will work the same as it worked on YGGDRASIL"

"Hopefully... hopefully we won't be ripped apart at a atomic level."

"That doesn't help at all!"

"Don't be a chicken, just use your ring."

"Okay... please don't be painful"

As Momonga ended saying this to anyone in specific as the both unleashed the power of the ring.

As they unleashed the ring's power — the world before him instantly turned black.

...

...

(Sixth Floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick)

Right after that, the scenery in front of them changed, and their surroundings were now a dark tunnel. At the end of the tunnel he could see what looked like a giant lowered portcullis. Within the tunnel were artificial lights.

"It worked…"

Momonga muttered to himself, relieved at the successful teleport.

"Indeed, Momo-chan"

"... You sound strangely happy about this strange situation, Etherea-san."

The both walked down the wide and high passage, toward the portcullis ahead of him.

"My mother always used to tell me that I have to see the positive in everything... and besides... I really didn't had anything valuable as a family or true friends... the only true friends that I ever had were in here, you know, and my life, if I consider it carefully... it was just an endless fucking cycle of working, eating and playing, nothing really valuable as I said before."

"... Me too..."

What passed for his nose should have been little more than an empty hole in his skull, yet still he smelled something as he drew near the portcullis. Momonga stopped and took a deep breath. It was a strong scent of earth and grass — the smell of the jungle.

"This place... so this is the smell of nature."

In the modern Earth humans poluted the earth to an irreversible level, as a concequence everyone wears an air filtering mask and goggles to prevent himself from being affected by the toxic air outside.

"Something long destroyed by our ki-... our previous kind, I think."

"Even if our bodys are like this we are still humans in our hearts, Etherea."

"I know..."

The stone floor amplified the sound of theirs footsteps, and at times they could hear echoes.

The torches that lined the tunnel flickered constantly, and as a result, the shadows they made seemed to dance. Bathed in the light of several torches, the both casted several shadows at once, and it seemed as though there were multiple copies of them.

"Wait, How does my body breathe, without lungs or a windpipe?"

"Why do you ask me? It's your body after all."

Momonga felt that thinking too much about such things was foolish, and put it aside.

As though it sensed Momonga and Etherea approaching, the portcullis swiftly raised itself into the ceiling at just the right moment to let him through. Past the barrier, what the both saw was a circular arena, surrounded on all sides by many tiers of audience seats.

The colosseum was an oval in shape, one hundred eighty meters on its long axis and one hundred fifty meters on the short axis. It was forty meters tall and modelled after the arenas of the Roman Empire.

There were [Continual Light] spells cast everywhere, illuminating the grounds in white light, so one could observe the entire Colosseum like it was day.

The audience was composed of many clay dolls — golems, in other words — which showed no sign of activity.

In this Colosseum, the intruders would be the stars of the show, while the ones watching from the VIP box would be members of Ainz Ooal Gown. The main event, of course, would be a brutal melee. Apart from the fifteen-hundred-man invasion, every single invader had met their end here.

Momonga and Etherea walked into the center of the arena, and looked into the heavens. Before them stretched a black expanse of night sky. Perhaps they might have been able to see the stars if there were no light around him.

However, this place was the Sixth Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, so the sky here was merely a virtual imitation.

Even that imitation required a massive amount of data, but as a result the sky here could change with the time of day, even showing an actual sun with appropriate daylight effects.

Momonga and Etherea could relax themselfs in this virtual landscape because Momonga's and Etherea's heart was still human, as opposed to their appearances. It was also because they felt a sense of appreciation for his comrades' hard work in building this place.

Part of him wanted to just wait and space out here, but the present situation and Etherea denied him that luxury.

Momonga looked around — nobody was there. The twins should have been taking care of this place...

He looked at Etherea whose view of her closed eyes was locked on the VIP box and after that he directed his view to that place too.

"Toooooooh!"

After the shout, a figure leapt from the VIP box.

The figure jumped down from a height of about six storeys, somersaulted in mid-air, and landed as though it were a butterfly descending on a flower. There was no magic involved, only pure physical prowess.

It negated the force of the impact with a simple flexing of the knees, and it smiled broadly.

"V!"

It made a V-sign of victory.

A child of about eleven had descended from above. Her face bore a smile that was as bright as the sun. She was adorable, with the androgynous appeal of both a boy and a girl. Her hair resembled threads of spun gold, and it grazed her shoulders. The light reflected off the strands of hair resembled an angel's halo. Her mismatched eyes, one blue, one red, seemed as eager and sparkly as a puppy's. Her ears were long, and his skin was dark.

She was a Dark Elf, a species related to Forest Elves.

She wore a shirt of light leather armor, reinforced with red dragon's scales. The emblem of Ainz Ooal Gown was proudly displayed on her vest, stitched in gold onto a white background. Below that, she wore a pair of white pants, matching her vest. A necklace with a glittering golden acorn pendant hung from her neck, and she wore a pair of gloves reinforced with plates of enchanted metal. A whip coiled across her waist and right shoulder, and there was a longbow on her back. The bowstave and grip seemed to be covered in strange decorations.

This little girl was one of the Guardians of the Sixth Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, Aura Bella Fiora. She was a skirmisher who was also able to summon and tame beasts.

"Aura, is it?"

Momonga spoke the name of the Dark Elf child.

"You are a really forgetful skeleton, you know."

Momonga just chuckled at the comment of her friend.

Aura jogged over to the both. Well, to her, it was a jogging pace, but she was travelling as fast as one of her beasts at full speed, rapidly closing the distance between the three.

Aura screeched to a halt.

Her running shoes had hihiirokane metal plates on the soles, and they threw up clouds of dust as they ground against the floor of the arena. The clouds did not touch Momonga's body; if she had planned that, then his skills must have been impressive indeed.

"Huu~"

Aura was not sweating, but yet she wiped her forehead theatrically. Then, with a puppy-like smile, she greeted Momonga.

"Welcome, Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama. Welcome to the level I guard!"

The greeting was filled with the same respect that Albedo, Sebas, and the maids had for Momonga, but for some reason it felt more intimate, like the relationship between Etherea and her creations.

Nor Momonga nor Etherea detected any kind of hostility coming from the little girl.

Momonga's line of sight left the band on his right wrist and he loosened his grip on the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, at the same time, Etherea stopped tightening his body if they detected any kind of hostility from the little guardian.

"We'll be intruding for a while, we're really sorry if we interrupted something important."

Said Etherea, with her knees bent like an adult speaking to a child, her eyes were closed and she was giving her a kind smile while she tilted her head.

"What're you saying, Ethereal Diamond-sama. You're both the lasts supreme beings, hence you're both the last rulers of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. There's no place you two would be intruding if you visited!"

"I see… speaking of which, if you're here, then Mare-chan…"

Upon hearing Etherea's question, Aura blinked in surprise, as though she had realised some great truth and turned around, shouting loudly upward:

"Momonga-sama and Ethereal Diamond-sama had graced us with their presence! How rude are you going to be by not showing your face to them?!"

There was movement in the shadows of the VIP box. An almost inaudible reply came from the VIP box. Judging by the distance between there and here, it was a miracle the other party could even hear Aura. However, that miracle was the result of the magic on Aura's necklace.

"I, I can't, Onee-chan…"

Aura took a deep breath and grabbed her head.

"He… he… Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama, i really apologize, he's just scared, he's definitely not trying to insult you two."

"Of course, Aura. We have never doubted yours and your brother loyalty."

Aura sighed in relief by the answer, and then she became serious again before shouting angrily at the VIP box.

"The Supreme Beings had come to visit us, but you as a Floor Guardian aren't even here to meet him! You should know how disrespectful that is! If you're too scared to jump down-!"

The voice of Etherea interrupted the little dark elf while she was shouting her brother.

"It's okay, Aura-chan. If he doesn't want to come down here then i'll have to carry him."

"No-no, Ethereal Diamond-sama, you're a supreme being you don't have to-"

Aura's words falled on deaf ears. Etherea spread her both big wings as she was muttering [Time Accelerator] to increase her speed and quickly flew over to him in less then the blink of the eyes of the both dark elves, despite the force of the beating of her wings this only raised a small cloud of dust that didn't dirtied the clothes of the two persons behind her.

Etherea took with her both arms the small elf, carrying him in a bridal style. He was as light as a feather for the beautiful woman, and in another blink of an eye she appeared next to Aura.

She found extremely strange that her movements were always so coordinated, especially considering that she had... two gigantic mounds of flesh on her chest... among other things, her extremely sensitive senses became really bothersome, and because of that she had kept her eyes closed all the time and tried to reduce the sensitivity of her senses, it didn't bothered her not even a little.

Etherea putted him carefully at the same level of the ground, with her eyes closed, her face close to his, and with a kind smile while she tilted her head she said.

"Better?"

Mare nodded hesitantly with his completely red face.

His clothes had the same basic white color as Aura, but a short section of flesh peeked out below his short skirt. It was short because the rest of his legs were covered in white silk stockings. He had an acorn-shaped pendant on a necklace like Aura, but his was made of silver. Mare was much more lightly armed than Aura, with a pair of lustrous white gloves on his dainty little hands, and a gnarled black staff in his hands. His complete name was Mare Bello Fiore. Like Aura, he was a Guardian of the Sixth Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Mare looked almost identical to Aura. They had to be twins, given the way they shared the same hair, the same eyes, and the same features. However, if Aura was the sun, then Mare was the moon. Momonga was surprised by the stark difference between the two. However, from what Momonga knew, Mare should not have been like this. Even if one wrote a long character description for their NPCs, it would not be reflected in their personalities. Yet, these two Dark Elf children were displaying animated emotions in front of the both.

"—They must be the Aura and Mare that Bukubukuchagama-san wanted to see."

Were the words that came out of his mouth, even though just Etherea heared it, as his words were like a faint whisper. Bukubukuchagama was the guild member who had designed these two Dark Elf characters.

Aura quickly ran until she reached his back, she gripped strongly the shoulders of her twin, awaking him from his trance as he let his face show a painful expression, and with a nervous smile she said.

"I-i really apologize for his cowardly-"

"I don't really mind him, Aura-chan."

Said Etherea calming down the tomboyish girl, that let out a sigh escape from her mouth as she loosed her grip against Mare.

"I'm glad to see that the two of you are in good spirits."

"I'm positively overflowing with energy… although it's been a bit boring recently. It would be nice if we had an intruder or two."

"I, I would rather not have to meet intruders… they, they're scary…"

After hearing Mare's words, Aura's expression changed:

"...Haa. Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama please excuse us for a while. Mare, come with me."

"O-Oww… Nee-chan, that hurts…"

After seeing Momonga nod slightly, Aura pinched Mare by the tip of one of his ears and dragged him away from Momonga. Then, she began whispering into Mare's ear. Even from a distance, one could tell that she was scolding him.

"...Intruders, huh. Well, much like you, I don't want to meet them either…"

Whispered Momonga.

'At least, I'd rather meet them after having the chance to make all the preparations I need', Momonga thought as he watched the twin Guardians from afar.

After he snapped back to reality, Momonga realised that Mare was on his knees in front of Aura, who was hurling a torrent of abuse at him.

Etherea walked at a slow pace to his side as they watched theirs interaction.

"This really resembles Chagama-chan beliefs of 'Little brothers should listen to their big sisters'..." The expression of Etherea became completely serious as she continued "... They have already died once... should we both recall that event when they died... that doesn't seem affected them at all or they don't remmember any of that day."

The event that Etherea was talking about was the invasion of fifteen-hundred people had made it down to the Eighth Floor. Which was to say, Aura and Mare should have died then.

"We don't know theirs definition for death so let's better don't say those kinds of things in front of them in order to... avoid remembering of traumatic experiences."

Aura was still scolding Mare as the both stood in contemplation. Momonga pitied Mare a little. After all, he had not said anything that warranted such wrathful castigation.

In the past, when brother and sister argued, all Momonga could do was watch. But now, things were different.

"That should be enough, don't you think?"

"Momonga-sama! But, but as a Guardian, Mare—"

"It's fine. Aura, I understand how you feel. It is only natural that you would feel unhappy if Mare, as a Floor Guardian, said such a cowardly thing, especially if it were in my presence. However, I believe that if anyone invaded the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, you and Mare would fearlessly step forward to engage them. There is no need for scoldings as long as one does what is required of them when the time comes."

Momonga walked up to between the two of them and helped Mare up.

"And Mare, you should be grateful to your kind sister. Even if I were angry, I could not remain so after seeing how your sister scolded you."

Mare looked in surprise at his sister. At this moment, Aura hurriedly said:

"Eh? No, no, it's not like that. I wasn't scolding him to show off in front of you, Momonga-sama!"

"Aura, it's fine. It doesn't matter what you had in mind. I understand your kind intentions. However, I must tell you that I am not dissatisfied with Mare's performance as a Guardian."

"Um, ah, yes, yes! Thank you, Momonga-sama!"

"Th-Thank you very much…"

Momonga felt uncomfortable as he watched the two of them bow to him. He felt particularly ill at ease as he saw them look at him with their shining eyes. As a way to help Momonga a little, Etherea spoke to the little tomboy.

"Aura, I think you said something about being bored because there were no intruders... then if that is the case why don't we fight a little so we can entertain ourselves?"

"No, we can't do that just for entertain ourselves, Ethereal Diamond-sama!, we would never be able to hurt you even if we wanted, right, Mare?"

"R-right, o-onee-chan"

After seeing Aura's fearful reaction, Etherea felt bad about asking his question, Etherea got close to the little tomboyish dark elf with a face that didn't showed any expression, it was extremely obvious that she was scared and her fear grew even bigger when she saw Etherea's hand getting closer to her head, but she didn't moved at all she just looked at the ground completely fearful and sweating a little bit, when Etherea's hand was really closed to her head she completely closed her eyes...

From all the things that would had happened she didn't expected that Etherea, instead of killing her for something that she had said, would have start caressing her hair, Aura's head moved a little for the sudden weight on her head but she only did that as a reflex because of her fear.

Aura's face passed from a fearful expression to the look of a puppy that had just seen something she likes, Mare had a jealous look on his face. Momonga, that didn't noticed the jealousy on his face, got close to his side he looked for some seconds to Mare's silky golden hair that kinda reminded him to golden strips, Momonga got his hand close to Mare's hair and started caressing it with the same kind as Etherea, after some seconds, the look on his suddendly red face seemed to be in pain so after right after he noticed that he stopped doing that.

Mare looked up to Momonga as he said.

"I'm sorry Mare, i forgot to deactivate my pasive again."

"I-it's didn't bo-bothered me at all!... it kinda felt good, Momonga-sama."

Even though the last part was just a whisper Momonga and Etherea heared it, Aura would have heared it too if she wasn't in a trance thanks to the kind caress of Etherea.

"I-i see."

"...Mo- Momonga-sama, E-Ethereal Di-Diamond-sama, did you came to our floor to-to... p-pet us?"

Was the question that hesitantly came out of his mouth, while he hugged his staff, after a second Etherea stopped caressing the hair of Aura- when she stopped caressing her hair she looked like a little kid whose favorite toy had been taken from her but she didn't said anything- Aura just pouted while she was looking at Etherea.

"Actually, Mare-chan, that is not the reason why we came here, we actually came here for... training."

"Training? Eh? For you two, Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama?"

Aura and Mare's eyes were so wide it seemed like they might fall out of their sockets. Their surprise was only natural; after all, who would expect to hear such a thing from Momonga, a powerful magic caster, the Supreme Ruler of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, and Etheral Requiem, one of the strongest Supreme Beings that existed, the very beginning of everething, the strongest World Champion that ever existed, the revered as the Goddess of Chaos, Sorrow, War and Power- this tittle was the one that she got on a unique event as she was the one who gave the last hit to Surtr, the bane of Asgard.

They were both, along with the others Supreme Beings, the ones who stood above all?.

"Well, Aura-chan, you see, the skills of a person are like a gem, if they are not polished every so often they get dirty and their complete shine cannot be appreciated, right, Momo-chan?"

"U-umu, right it's as you say."

After seeing Etherea's swift reply and hearing the light impact of Momonga's staff on the ground, realization dawned on Aura's face. Momonga was quite pleased with himself, as this reaction had fallen within his scope of prediction.

"I-is that the legendary weapon of the highest order which only you may wield, Momonga-sama?"

Etherea got the idea of what they were talking about really quickly, so she said.

"Indeed, this is the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, which all the guild members helped to create."

After hearing the word of Etherea, Momonga raised the Staff, and it immediately radiated a beautiful glow which lit up its surroundings. The glow was as blinding as the Staff itself. However, the surroundings were filled with inauspicious flickering shadows, which emitted an aura of menace.

Momonga proudly continued what he thought that Etherea was going to say.

"The seven gems in the Staff's snake mouths are all divine class artifacts. Since they all belong to a set, having them together unlocks even greater power beyond their base abilities. Gathering them all required an incalculable amount of time and effort, and many of our members stated that they wanted to quit during the process. I can't remember how many monsters we farmed for their drops… anyway, in addition, the Staff's power is beyond that of a divine class item. In fact, it almost approaches that of a World Class Item. Its most potent feature is its automatic engagement system… cough, cough... Mm, something like that."

"That, that's amazing…"

"That's totally awesome, Momonga-sama!"

Momonga almost laughed as he saw their eyes. He tried his best to suppress the delighted expression on his face — although skeletons had no expressions.

"Indeed, this weapon it's truly awesome but we never had a chance to test it, that is why we need to do some experimentation... and i also need to check i few thing. I hope you can help-"

"Okaa-sama!"

The voice of Etherea was interrupted by a charming and beautiful voice that seemed to belong to a maiden, they didn't get any time to turn their heads as the woman that interrupted Etherea, in less then a blink of an eye, shorten the distance between Etherea and herself.

Even though any normal person would have been easily overthrow by the excessive force of the woman, she just stayed there without taking any damage from the impact.

"ImsorryforhavetocomebyusinggateeventhoughtheguardiansarenotallowedtoanditwasverydisrespectefulbutRay-chantoldmethatyougothurtandiwasafraidthatyouwouldhavediedandleavedusbehindsoicamehereasquicklyasicouldand-"

All the words that came out of the mouth of the girl were so fast that one could hardly understand her words, but what actually stopped her from talking was the beautiful but emotionless voice of another woman that said.

"Calm down, sister, mother cannot understand you if you talk that quickly... i'm sorry for not having been able to keep her at ease but-"

"It's okay, Bellona-chan, i don't really took this behavior really bothersome but... Gabriel-chan, Could you please...?"

"Oh-oh, r-right, i'm re-really sorry, okaa-sama."

Gabriel Goldfeather, she is an Divinity, the highest ranked angel of YGGDRASIL. She was specialized in being a paladin and a Divine Magic Caster. She was of a 5.8 feets of height, with a beauty that rivalized with Albedo and Etherea, an angelical face, golden locks, bright and big eyes as blue as a clear sky, an hour-glass figure and a slightly bigger chest than Albedo. She wore a nun outfit that resembled a lot to the one of Mother Teresa, that almost failed to contain her figure, on her neck there was a medallion with the symbol of the head of a maori tattoo of a dragon's head, the symbol of Etherea's crest. Behind her back two enormous golden feathered divine wings that radiated a divine white aura and seemed to be made of pure gold, her wings were so big that one could say that she had to drag them all over the floor when she walked. A halo with the form of a crown of spines was above her head, the halo had the same color scheme of a rainbow.

If Momonga remmembered correctly, her's and Gabriel's appearance was designed by her deceased brother who Etherea loved very much, Momonga had also met him, not physically but in the game when she was working, he was a really nice guy, after he died she always sounded depressed for his death even though she always said that she had left that event in the past... they all knew that she was still sad by his death.

Her's and Gabriel's appearance was like that because her brother captured a LOT of his fetishes in her's and Gabriel's appearance, in reality she looked like a normal girl that seemed to be younger that she actually was with a very slim body be it the chest or waist area, there are no curves on her real body.

Bellona Hellsing, she is a Titanic Human, a special racial class of the humans. She was specialized in being a berserk. She was a brown-skinned beauty with 5 feets of height, a long hair with the same color scheme as the lava, her hair was always moving as if instead of a hair she had lava on her head, the sclera and iris seemed to be made of complete fire putted inside a lamp while her pupil was jet-black. She wore was very similar to the uniforms used by Neo-Nazi commanders, without the hat and it was of a red Neo-Nazi-esque uniform, during the Euro-Arcology Wars 20 years ago, with a lot of medals, special items, but two of them standed out from the rest, the ones with the same symbol of the guild and her creator's symbol. She was designed as the assault commander of the forces of Nazarick, even tough they couldn't actually leave this place... but Etherea though that the title was cool and matched with her uniform.

"Don't worry a lot about that, i just... suffered a little aftereffect of our... situation, i think."

"Our situation, mother?... May i ask-?"

"Bellona, i understand your curiosity about what Ethera-san just recently said, and i really appreciate your caring attitude with your mother, but we will inform about our situation when Sebas is done with what we asked for him."

"I see... Momonga-sama, mother... am i allowed to ask what were you doing before my big sister interrupt whatever important thing that you two were doing."

Bellona directed her view without emotions to Gabriel, the message was clear, and Gabriel just looked at the ground with eyes that seemed to be about to cry while she muttered "I'm sorry".

"Bellona-chan, even though Gabriel may have interrupted us she did it because she was worried about me so please don't be so harsh with her."

The depressive aura around Gabriel changed to an aura of happiness while Bellona replied to her mother.

"Understood."

"And about what we were doing, well..."

...

A few minutes of preparation had passed.

Momonga pointed his finger, preparing to cast a spell on the strawman in the corner of the arena.

Momonga did not know many pure damage spells. Instead, he focused on instant death spells with additional effects. As a result, he was less effective against non-living entities. He should have selected a simple damaging spell against a target like the one before him, but Momonga's levels were largely in necromancy-type classes, which strengthened his necromantic spells. However, the effectiveness of these spells was several notches below a character whose class levels enhanced combat spells.

He glanced curiously at the children and the woman to the side, whose eyes were glittering in anticipation, except for Bellona... or maybe she was... one could never be sure if she kept that poker face all the felt uneasy as he wondered whether he could live up to their expectations.

The he glanced to his guildmate, whose look was also on him... even though her eyes were closed, he could feel her glance, a little Etherea appeared on his head telling him to do something big to impress them and things like that, he let out a sigh soft escape from his mouth and then looked back at the strawmen that had been putted on a certain distance of them by two of Aura's Dragonkins.

The reason for allowing Aura and Mare to witness this, was to impress his power upon them before the other Guardians arrived. In this way, they would learn that opposing them was a foolish course of action.

The two kids did not seem like they would betray him, nor did he feel that they would betray him. However, if he lost the ability to use his magic, Momonga was not confident that they would stay loyal to him. Maybe if Etherea showed hers abilities... but if she did that then they would start thinking that he was useless and then they would try to get rid of him behind Etherea's back... okay, maybe that was a very apocalyptic situation... but it could happen.

Another reason for coming here was that if he found that he could not use magic, he could discuss the situation with Aura and Mare, even though it seemed to be like magic could work, after all, Etherea was fast, but not that fast the only conclusion that he came with was that he used magic to increase her speed, what spell did she used, he was not sure but she used that kind of spell... or maybe that... thing that happened in the throne room made her incredibly powerful.

It was not good to have too many doubts, but blind trust was not a wise move either.

He would cross that bridge when he came to it. Momonga turned his mind to the present.

He cast aside the doubts in his mind, and focused on using the magic of YGGDRASIL.

There were over six thousand spells in the game, from Tier One to Tier Ten, as well as Super Tier magic. These spells were divided among various types and schools, and Momonga could use seven hundred eighteen of them. A normal level one hundred player would only be able to use three hundred of them, so Momonga was an exceptional case.

Momonga had memorized almost all of these spells, and he considered which one to use now.

To begin with, because the restriction on friendly fire had been lifted, he needed to know how the effective radius of a spell would show itself.

In YGGDRASIL, he could cast a spell by tapping its respective icon. However, there were no icons for him to touch. Therefore, there had to be some other way.

He was not sure, but he had a faint idea of how to use his magic.

It was a power hidden within him. Just like how he had deactivated his negative touch, Momonga focused within himself. An icon appeared, as though floating in mid-air—

And Ainz smiled in delight.

He was fully aware of information like the spell's effective radius, its recast delay, and so on. Knowing this information, being sure of his power filled him with a surging excitement and warm satisfaction. Unlike in YGGDRASIL, he felt that the magic was part of him. This was a satisfaction he could never have experienced in YGGDRASIL.

He channelled the jubilation in his heart — although his mood calmed quickly, he could still feel joy and excitement — into his fingertip, and spoke the words:

"[Fireball]."

An expanding globe of flame shot out from the finger pointing at the strawman. The fireball struck the strawman unerringly, as he had predicted. It burst, releasing a wave of scorching flame that blew the strawman away. The inner part of the fireball exploded, turning the strawman and the surrounding area into a sea of fire. All this happened in an instant. Then, besides the blackened strawman, there was nothing left.

"Aura-chan, set up another strawman, could you?."

"Ah, yes, at once! Hurry up and do it!"

One of the Dragonkin picked up another strawman, and placed it beside the burned one. Momonga and Etherea changed positions and while Etherea was thinking of what spell she would use, Momonga was testing the [Message] spell.

"Well... take this, [Cosmic Breath]"

Etherea expelled a great gust of a multi-color wind that came out of her mouth with what it seemed to be multi-color ashes. Etherea's deadly breath followed his way until it arrived to it's destiny and in matter of nanoseconds, the strawman was nothing more than cosmic dust that disappeared with ease by a small breeze.

Momonga ended his talk via [Message] with Sebas, right after the dust fully disappeared from the sight.

"As expected of you mother."

"R-right, t-that was really incre-"

"As expected of Ethereal Diamond-sama, it was a truly incredible sight!"

"Ca-calm down, o-onee-chan."

"... Then, i think it's now my turn."

He had already told them he was going to verify the Staff's power, so he had to let them see it. Momonga grasped the Staff, and pondered which fraction of its might he should reveal.

The numberless powers within the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown seemed to be begging Momonga to unleash them.

Right now, he needed a flashy spell.

"[Summon Primal Fire Elemental]."

In accordance with Momonga's will, the Orb of Fire grasped within one of the Staff's snake mouths pulsed with puissance. Momonga could feel the movement of a mighty, invisible power and thrust the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown forth. A vast ball of light bloomed from the tip of the Staff, and a vortex of roaring flame spilled forth from that globe of radiance.

The fires spun faster and faster, until the tornado of flame reached a width of four meters and a height of six meters.

The crimson inferno threw off gusts of scorching air in all directions. The searing winds made his cape flap violently. So intense was the heat that it would not have been unusual for a normal person to be burned by them, but Momonga had acquired a complete immunity to fire damage in order to negate one of the weaknesses of the undead, so it had no effect on him at all.

The Dragonkin protected Aura and Mare with theirs vast body from the scorching air, while a golden aura protected Gabriel from the extreme heat, Etherea and Bellona didn't seemed to be bothered really much by this, after all they were passively inmune to fire damage so that didn't afected those two at all.

Soon, the vast cyclone of fire, swallowing the surrounding air as it burned hot enough to melt metal, began to flicker and shudder as it took a humanoid form.

"Primal Fire Elementals, they are among the highest ranking among all elemental monsters, they are over level eighty five... you said you were bored Aura so... how about having a nice warm up with him."

"Re-really?!."

"U-um, i just remmembered that there is so-something that i needed to do."

"Mare."

A hand reached out and firmly grasped Mare's arm, not allowing him to escape. His sister had no intention of fleeing. Aura's smile stopped Mare in his tracks. Perhaps to Momonga it might have been a cute girl's smile, but to the other person present, who looked almost the same as Aura, it was anything but cute, and Mare's face froze solid as he looked on it. She dragged Mare in front of the Primal Fire Elemental. Mare's eyes looked around, and he looked desperately to Momonga for help.

Etherea looked at Bellona who seemed to be a little jealous of the twins, even though her face didn't showed any sight of it, Etherea had a gut feeling that she wanted to fight it.

"Bellona-chan, Gabriel-chan if you want you can join them."

"Ca-can we, mother?!"

"Be-Bellona-chan, we sh-"

"Of course you can, but if you don't want Gabriel then you can stay with us."

Even if Bellona didn't showed it, she was as happy as a baby that was given his first toy and Etherea knew this, or at least she had a gut feeling.

"... O-okay... but as i am Bellona's big sister, i have to-"

"Stop talking and hurry up."

Bellona quickly grabed Gabriel's arm and directed her to the side of the twins waiting for the initiation of the battle.

"All right, try your best, you all, don't get hurt."

"Kay~"

Was the loudest and most energetic answer as Bellona simply nodded and Gabriel and Mare had a nearly inaudible and despondent reply. It was obviously that with Gabriel and Mare neither of them would get hurt.

"Hmmm... not good, this is too easy for you four..."

Etherea raised his hand in the direction of the Primal Fire Elemental, the other ones just looked at her, expectantly.

The spell that Etherea wanted to use was one of the ultimate moves of magic, those spells which surpassed the tenth tier of magic.

These spells were known as super tier magic.

From the perspective of the tiers of magic, spells of this level could be considered spells, and not spells at the same time. To begin with, they did not consume MP, but instead they could only be used a limited number of times per day. When one first learned them, they could only be used once per day. Every ten levels after level seventy, however, one could use them an additional time per day. One could learn a single super tier spell per level. Rather than call them magic, they might be better described as skills.

In other words, the average player could only use four super tier spells per day at level one hundred.

Each super tier spell needed a certain amount of casting time. Cash items could remove that casting time, but another penalty prevented the repeated casting of super tier spells.

The spell that Etherea wanted to use, was one of her racial super tiers spells...

"Super tier spell- [Evolution]"

Then the Primal Fire Elemental was engulfed in a golden light, the light was so bright that everyone had to cover her eyes so that your retinas do not suffer any damage from the blinding light.

"... Admire... the ultimate elemental, Maximum Primal Elemental."

When the light completely ceased to exist, they could all see the magnificence of the new being in front of them, it was indeed an amazing sight, the former humanoid tornado made of fire was now in a greater in size and now it looked as if it was a tornado made of all the elements combined together, even light and darkness, with a total of six arms made of every element and in the head it looked like he had three faces.

"Maximum Primal Elemental, a level of 100, extreme stamina and attack power, extreme area-effect damage, the top tier of the elemental... now it's a fight worth of your abilities... then, let's begin... Maximum Primal Elemental, attack the guardians."

As the conflagration that was the Maximum Primal Elemental approached them, the guardians met its attack with Aura and Bellona as the frontliner, Gabriel at the middle line and Mare at the rear guard.

Aura and Bellona slashed at the Maximum Primal Elemental, the first with a whip and the last with her really big sword, Gabriel started buffing Aura and Bellona before she went to the front and Mare used magic to deal damage.

The weapon that Aura was using is called [Queen], it was one of the best weapon for a Beast Tamer like her, as it was one of the best weapons for this class that could be obtained via bosses, this whip is a normal looking whip that is very long.

Mare's personal weapon is called [Shadow of Yggdrasil], despite being a Divine Class item, that could be obtained via boss fight, Shadow of Yggdrasil resembles a simple, unpolished staff made of gnarled black wood, the shadow part it's because the wood of which was made was really dark.

The sword that Bellona was using at this moment is called [Highway to Hell], the appeareance of this sword resembled to a weapon of an old game, the aforementioned weapon was called Frostmourne, the only difference was that this sword seemed to be forged in the very same hell and the sword seemed to be from the same heigh as her.

Gabriel was carrying a spear and a shield, the shield was a DCI that she had given to her [Titan's Shell], this shield had the same shape as a Spartan Shield with the only differences that it seemed to be made of diamond and the symbol of the shield was Etherea's symbol, while her spear was called [Gungnir], a DCI obtained via boss fight, this golden spear was 2.5 meters of heigh and was really decorated with powerless gems.

"Well, it seems it'll be a really good fight for them."

"Indeed... Momonga, are you okay i mean, the Maximum Primal Elemental has two of your weakness, Light and Fire, in an extreme level."

It was truth, the weaknesses of the Overlords in general are Good, Light, and Holy Vulnerability IV, Bludgeoning Vulnerability V, Vulnerability to Holy and Good Consecrated Areas II, double damage from fire, and so on.

"Actually, remmember that you are near me so your [Exchange Damage Aura] is covering me from that damage, hopefully they will kill him before your passive goes away in... 2 minutes i think, if i'm okay then your [Exchange Damage Aura] is at max level... but enough of that, actually... you are right."

"Of course, i'm always right... right, about what?"

"About being in... another world."

"Really!... wahhh. Fuck my job, I will stay here all my existance!, my childhood dream became true, i'm in a fantasy world."

"Hahaha, you really sounded like a child... but what the hell is this world... I mean if everything that you said is true we are not in YGGDRASIL... other things as the NPC being... alive... ughhh... this is so hard."

"I know but we have to keep our image of evil lords against our enemies and good comrades between them if we do not do that we will be at serious problems... well you are the one that has the most problems because you are the 'Supreme Ruler of Nazarick' as you're the Guild Master... so i'm going to teach you how to be a good leader after all i have been a boss before... for little time and with a little team... but still!, experience is experience."

"Re-really, then... sigh, i really thank you... well, first we need clues-"

"Don't worry i will check again with [Omnipresence] the surroundings so we can get an idea of everything."

"Th-thank you... now about our inventory..."

In YGGDRASIL, all of these were stored in his personal inventory. Then, in this world, where had his inventory and all its contents gone?

Momonga recalled how he had opened his inventory in the past, and reached his hand into the air as though searching for something. It felt as though he was reaching his hand past the surface of a lake, and an observer would think that Momonga's hand and part of his arm had vanished into nothingness.

Then, like he was opening a window, Momonga swept his hand to one side. A hole appeared out of nowhere, and within it were many beautifully-crafted magic staves. It was exactly like the inventory in YGGDRASIL.

And from that "Window", he pulled out and withdrew a magic item... a [Pitcher of Endless Water].

"I see, you want to gave them water so you can gain their affection and then they will be at our side willingly... as expected of you, Momo-chan, your cute and innocent thoughts want to steal all the affection from every NPC."

"Eh-eh?, no i just pulled the first thing that i saw."

"... Pfffttt, as expected of the cute and simple mind of Momo-chan."

"Wh-what?, simple and cute... i'm not simple minded... but you're right if we gain their affection then that would be really profitable for both of us."

"Hehe... well, if we give Bellona-chan water that will just damage her, then let's give her... this."

Etherea pulled out from her inventory... a simple quaint table made of white wood.

"You want to make her drink... furniture."

"N-no... i want to make her drink... this"

Etherea pulled another thing from her inventory... metalic mug that contained... lava.

"Oh!, right, i forgot, as Bellona is weak to water or ice magic and she gets stronger and healed if someone attacks her with fire magic."

Momonga putted on the table three mugs of water full with it near, but not really close, to the mug of lava and then he returned the [Pitcher of Endless Water].

Exactly after they ended that, the gigantic elemental vanished slowly dissapearing in many different ways at the same time. As the Maximum Primal Elemental disappeared, Momonga could feel the link he had to it fading away, like smoke on the wind.

"As expected of you four, you all put on a good show."

The twins smiled happily as they heard Momonga's sincere praise, Gabriel and Bellona also smiled but they kinda looked at the ground with a red face while the both were muttering "T-thanks, Mo-Momonga-sama" but their voices were not heared as the energic Aura said:

"Thank you, Momonga-sama! It's been some time since we had to work so hard!"

"Okay, you all seem very tired so as we knew that this would happen we prepared... this."

Etherea took some steps to the left showing to the four guardians what was covering her... their were really surprised when they saw the four mugs that were, obviously served by the supreme ones.

"Aura, Mare, Gabriel, Bellona, have a drink."

"Eh? But that's not good, right, Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama…"

"Y-Yes, I can make water with my magic too…"

"It's as Mare says Momonga-sama, we ca-can't- anooo..."

Etherea smiled warmly at the shy attitude of the four guardians, even Bellona, that was completely red and was unable to speak.

"Think nothing of it. The two of you have always done well. Think of this as our thanks to you four for showing us your impressive abilities."

They all turned completely red for the words that said Momonga, Etherea and Momonga could even see some steam above the head of Bellona.

"Th-Thank you, Momonga-sama!"

All the present guardians said at the same time, before Aura added.

"To, to think you would pour water for us, Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama!"

Momonga and Etherea looked as the guardians drank their mugs until they ended, and then Etherea said.

"Do you want more?"

Momonga raised the Pitcher as Etherea asked the guardians.

"Er, thanks! I've drunk enough!"

"I-indeed, i'm already satisfied!"

"Er, er, I, I've also had enough. I, I don't feel thirsty any more."

"Me-me too, i'm not th-thirsty a-anymore!"

Etherea nodded as Momonga took back the mugs, before returning them all into his pocket space.

Aura suddenly whispered, "I thought Momonga-sama and Ethereal Diamond-sama would be scarier than this."

"Really, if you want we can be scarier if that is what you want."

Said Etherea as she opened her only visible eye, and when the guardian took a closer look to her eye they could see, and barely hear, millions or maybe billions of souls asking for mercy and forgiveness as the souls asked to be saved.

"I-It's re-really f-fine like this!, Definitely fine!"

The others just nodded energetically as Aura said this.

"Then we'll leave it at that... ah!, and by the way Aura-chan, Mare-chan, please just call me Etherea i would feel better if you could call me like that."

"O-okay, we-we go it... Mo-Momonga-sama, Ethereal Di... Etherea-sama are we the only ones that you're nice to…?"

Momonga was unsure how to answer Aura's muttered question. Instead, he patted her lightly on the head.

"Ehehehe."

Aura looked like a puppy that had just seen something she liked, while the other guardians had a jealous look on their faces. Etherea though of a way to make them happy but before an answer could appear a voice rang out:

"Oya, so I am not the first one to arrive?"

The tone was archaic and formal, but the voice itself sounded like it belonged to a young person. A shadow formed over the ground, and then the shadow turned into what looked like a door, from which a person emerged.

She wore a black ball gown which looked soft to the touch. Her skirt was puffed up into a voluminous bell shape. On top of that was a bolero edged with frills, lace, and ribbons, as well as a pair of long silk gloves. Together, they covered up most of her skin. Her skin was as pale as wax, and her looks could only be described as stunningly beautiful. Her long silver hair was tied up into a ponytail that descended from one side of her head, exposing her face. Her deep red pupils were filled with a seductive look of delight. She looked to be fourteen years old, or younger, and her innocent, youthful appearance combined the qualities of cuteness and beauty into a single whole. However, her breasts bulged proudly forward in a decidedly unchildlike manner. She was a "True Vampire", the Guardian of the First Floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

She was a girl created by an H-game aficionado named Peroroncino and her character design was filled with nods to various H-games.

"Ah, my master, my beloved master, the only one whom I cannot rule over…"

Were the words that came out of her mouth when she saw the Overlord, after those word she runned to Momonga, then Shalltear placed her slender hands on the sides of Momonga's head, as though to embrace it.

"Shalltear, don't you think that you're bothering Momonga-sama, and also don't you think that mother deserves a greeting as well."

The vampire stopped herself from kissing Momonga with her carmine lips while her eyes opened until they were like two big plates after realizing a detail-

"My-my mis-mistress, I'm really sorry for-!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, i'm not mad just don't do it next time."

Then Aura dropped a bombshell.

"Fake boobs doesn't deserve the kindness of Etherea-sama."

"...What the hell are you talking about—!?"

"Hmph, it's so obvious — damn, that is one weird chest, how many pads did you stuff in there?"

"Uwah—uwah—"

Shalltear was waving her hands in panic, as though she could disperse Aura's words with them, while she had a suitably childish expression on her face. On the other hand, Aura grinned evilly.

"You packed so much in there… I bet it shifts when you run, right?"

"Kuhii!"

Shalltear made a strange noise as an extended finger poked her.

"I was right, wasn't I? Kukuku! Where have they gone—!? So that's why you didn't run, even though you were worried, and instead you used a 「Gate」—"

"Shut up, shorty! It's not like you have anything of your own! At least I… no, I've got a lot more to show off!"

Aura simply grinned in the face of Shalltear's desperate counterattack. A shocked Shalltear stumbled back, and reflexively covered up her chest. It was a sorry sight.

"...I'm only seventy six, and I've got lots more time to grow, unlike an undead with no future like you. Ah, how sad — you will never grow again~"

Shalltear moaned in frustration and took another step back. There was a desperate, harried look on her face, which only made Aura smile in a frightening manner.

"To think you're actually happy with that bust of yours — hmph!"

Momonga imagined he could hear Shalltear snapping.

"You shitty brat—! It's too late to regret your words now—!"

Roiling black mist boiled off Shalltear's hands. Aura readied her whip in anticipation.

Gabriel and Mare were sweating while they were thinking what should they do, on the contrary, Momonga, Bellona and Etherea watched without showing any emotions.

Then Etherea let a soft chuckle as she was muttering.

"They are like Pero-chan and Buku-chan."

Indeed, Peroroncino-san, who designed Shalltear, and Bukubukuchagama-san, who designed Aura and Mare, were younger brother and elder sister, and at times they would argue in a friendly manner, like what was happening now.

"What. A. Ruckus."

The inhuman voice came just as Momonga was reminiscing about the past. The strange, monotonous voice finally silenced the two of them.

As he turned to look at the voice's origin, he saw a heteromorphic being shrouded in chilled air.

It stood two and a half meters tall, and resembled a bipedal insect. It looked like some fiend had melded a praying mantis and an ant together. It had a tail that was twice as long as its body, and it was covered in sharp spikes which resembled icicles. Its powerful-looking mandibles looked like they could sever a man's arm in a single bite. It grasped a platinum halberd in two of its hands, and in its other two hands were a masterfully-made mace wreathed in a black aura, and a gnarled-looking broadsword which did not look like it could be sheathed. It was surrounded by a frightening aura of cold. Its exoskeleton was a dull blue color and sparkled like diamond dust. Protrusions which looked like icebergs bulged up from its back and shoulders.

He was the Guardian of the Fifth Floor, the "Ruler of Glaciers", Cocytus, this NPC was created by one of their friends, Warrior Takemikazuchi.

The hilt of his halberd slammed into the arena floor, and the ground around it began to freeze.

"You. Stand. Before. A. Supreme. Being. Contain. Yourself."

"This brat start-!"

A loud noise coming from the back of Etherea, that was produced by the sudden hit of her tail with the ground creating a sound similar to a whiplash, the sound stopped the words of Shalltear, when the other looked where it came from Aura and Shalltear felt icicles piercing their backs as the both guardians saw to the only visible eye.

"It doesn't matter who started it, the thing that matters it's that you continued with this nonsense, if you don't stop this... there will be consequences"

Her cold voice terrified the other ones, even Momonga could swore that he could feel cold sweat on his back, and when everyone saw Etherea's iris they became more terrified, but the ones that were the most terrified were Aura and Shalltear, as they saw these two asking for forgiveness in an endless pit of tormented souls.

"We are terribly sorry!"

Said at unison both females, as she closed her eye she gave a look the the gigantic heteromorphic.

"It's nice to see that you came, Cocytus."

"I. Came. Immediately. Upon. Receiving. Your. Summons. Momonga-sama. Ethereal Diamond-sama."

"About that... Could you please call me just Etherea? I would feel more comfortable."

"I. See. Understood. Etherea-sama."

"You must have been very free with no intruders around, no?"

"Indeed."

The clacking from his lower mandibles sounded like the threatening noises of a wasp. However, Momonga and Etherea had the feeling that he was laughing.

"Even. So. There. Are. Still. Things. Which. Must. Be. Done. So. I. Was. Not. Free. At. All."

"Oh? Things that had to be done? What things were these, may I ask?"

"Training. In. Order. To. Be. Ready. To. Deploy. At. Any. Time."

"It's really nice to hear that you are always working so hard, you have our thanks, Cocytus."

"After. Hearing. Your. Praise. The. Task. Is. Not. As. Tiring.I. See. Demiurge. And. Albedo. Have. Arrived."

Momonga turned in the direction Cocytus was looking, at the entrance of the Colosseum, where he saw two figures enter. The one in front was Albedo, while a man followed behind her like a lackey. Once she got close enough, Albedo smiled to Momonga and bowed deeply.

The man bowed and said, "Forgive me for keeping everyone waiting."

The man's words were empowered by a passive skill. This skill was called [Command Mantra], and it could instantly turn the weak-minded into puppets dancing on Demiurge's strings. However, this skill had no effect on the people present. It was only useful on people below level forty, so to everyone here, it simply sounded good.

He was about one hundred eighty centimeters tall, and his skin was darkened from the sun. His facial features looked to be Oriental, while his jet-black hair was neatly combed back. The eyes under his pince-nez glasses could not even be said to be narrowed. It was doubtful whether they were actually open at all. He was dressed in a Western suit, with a matching tie. He gave the impression of being a professional businessman, or a skilled lawyer. However, his gentlemanly appearance was hard-pressed to hide the evil air about him. A tail sheathed in silvery metal extended behind him, tipped by six sharp spikes. He was limned by flickering black flames.

This man was the "Creator of Blazing Inferno", Demiurge, he was created by Ulbert Alain Odle.

He was the Guardian of the Seventh Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. This demon was designed to be the defense commander of the NPCs.

"It seems everyone is here."

"Etherea-sama. The. Area. Guardians. Have. Not. Arrived. Yet."

"It's okay, Cocytus, we wanted you to inform you all so you could let know the Area Guardians on your floors the things that were said on this meeting."

"Then, everyone, let us pledge our loyalty to the Supreme Ones."

All the Guardians nodded as one, and before Momonga or Etherea could interrupt, they had lined up before them. Albedo stood at their head, while the other Guardians formed a line behind her. All the Guardians had solemn, respectful expressions. They showed no sign of playing around.

"Shalltear Bloodfallen, Guardian of the First Floor, presents herself to the masters."

"Bellona Hellsing, Guardian of the Second Floor, presents herself to the masters."

"Ga-Gabriel Goldfeather, Guardian of the Third Floor, presents herself to the masters."

"Cocytus. Guardian. Of. The. Fifth. Floor. Presents. Himself. To. The. Masters."

"The Guardian of the Sixth Floor, Aura Bella Fiora, presents herself to the masters."

"Al-Also a Guardian of the Sixth Floor, Mare Bello Fiore, presents himself to the masters."

"The Guardian of the Seventh Floor, Demiurge, presents himself to the masters."

"The Guardian Overseer Albedo presents herself to the masters. With the exception of the Fourth Floor Guardian Gargantua and the Eighth Floor Guardian Victim, all the Floor Guardians are gathered before you. Thus do we offer up our utmost loyalty to the masters."

Momonga could not speak as he looked at the six lowered heads before him. A strange pressure veiled the entire area, and perhaps only Momonga could bear the painful, crushing air... he didn't know how to proceed, and Etherea knew this.

Etherea placed her hand on his shoulder and when Momonga looked at her, she nodded at him with as serious face and then she placed her hands behind her back while she directed herself to Momonga's right side.

A dreadful aura roiled out over the surroundings, and a halo of black radiance formed behind Momonga, while an aura of omnipotence surrounded Etherea.

'Why are we sending such auras?!'

But this question was never said instead Momonga said in a calm tone.

"Raise your heads."

With a sha, everyone raised their heads. Their coordination was so immaculate that Momonga wondered if they had practiced that movement together.

"Then… first, I thank all of you for coming here."

"There is no need for thanks. We are all Momonga-sama's loyal subordinates. To us, Momonga-sama is our Supreme Overlord and Ethereal Diamond-sama is our Supreme Genesis."

None of the Guardians opposed her statement. As expected of the Guardian Overseer.

Momonga looked on the Guardians with a stern face, and he felt a choking sensation in his nonexistent throat. It was the weight of being a leader bearing down on him.

In addition, any orders he gave now would affect his relationship with them in the future. He could not help but hesitate as he contemplated the possibilities.

Would he lead the Great Tomb of Nazarick to destruction because of his decisions — the unease generated by that thought flooded his heart and mind.

"...Momonga-sama, Ethereal Diamond-sama, it is only natural that you should have doubts about us. After all, our abilities must be miniscule in your reckonings."

Albedo removed the smile from her face, and continue in a respectful tone that was laced with a stern strength.

"However, if Momonga-sama and Ethereal Diamond-sama gives the order, we — all the Guardians will accomplish any task set to us, no matter how difficult or arduous, with every fiber of our beings. We hereby swear that we will never allow the Forty One Supreme Beings of Ainz Ooal Gown, our creators, to be disgraced by our actions."

"This we swear!"

The Floor Guardians chimed in right after Albedo. Their voices were filled with power, and that adamant loyalty and determination would not be diminished by any number of foes. It was as though they were mocking Momonga's previous worries that the NPCs might betray him.

The golden radiance of the past was right here in front of them. The embodiment of everyone's hard work, their cunningly crafted creations, were still here. It filled them with joy.

"Excellent. Guardians, I know that you will understand my aims and successfully carry out my commands. There may be some things which are difficult to understand, but I hope you will pay attention and listen. I believe the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick has been caught up in some kind of unknown situation... Although We don't know the what has caused this incident, the Great Tomb of Nazarick has been transported from its place in the swamps to a vast plain. Did anyone foresee the occurrence of this strange event?"

The answers of every guardian was the same, nothing strange in their floors.

Just then, Momonga saw Sebas jogging over to them, until he reached the Guardians genuflecting before Momonga and went to one knee as well.

"Momonga-sama, forgive my lateness."

"It's fine. Then, your report on the surrounding conditions."

Sebas raised his head and looked around at the Guardians kneeling beside him.

"...The situation is critical, so obviously the Floor Guardians need to know as well."

"Yes. To begin with, the terrain surrounding us for a kilometer in each direction is a plain with simple grass. There are no signs of man-made structures. I spotted some small animals, but there were no humanoid or large creatures without combat power. There were no sky castles or similar buildings in the sky, and the sky has no sign of man-made illumination in the sky or on the land."

"I see, so there was only a starry sky… Thank you for your hard work, Sebas."

As he praised Sebas for his efforts, Momonga was somewhat disappointed because he had not obtained any useful information. And exactly as he said that Ethera said:

"Guardians, increase the readiness of each floor by one level. We are unsure of what has happened, so do not act incautiously. If you encounter an intruder, do not slay them, but capture them alive at all costs. When you capture them, do as little harm to them as possible. I apologise for imposing such demands on all of you at a time like this."

"Etherea-san it's right, also I would like to understand the administrative operations of the Tomb. Albedo, how is the exchange of security information between the Guardians of the various floors?"

"Each Floor is administered by its respective Floor Guardian, but Demiurge is the overall defense commander, and everyone can share information with him."

"Excellent. Nazarick's defense commander, Demiurge. Guardian Overseer, Albedo. The two of you will be in charge of drawing up a more comprehensive administrative system for Nazarick."

"Understood. Will the plans for the management system include the Eighth, Ninth and Tenth floors?"

"The Eighth Floor is managed by Victim, so it'll be fine. No, entry to the Eighth Floor is forbidden. I rescind the order I just gave to Albedo as well. In short, entry to the Eighth Floor will only be effected with my permission. I will undo the seal and permit direct access from the Seventh Floor to the Ninth Floor. After that, plan for the Ninth and Tenth Floor as one whole."

"Is, is that your will?"

Albedo seemed quite surprised. Behind her, Demiurge's eyes went wide, revealing his thoughts on the matter.

"Will the underlings be allowed to tramp through the domain of the Supreme Beings? Must they be given that much freedom?"

"We are in an emergency situation so we need extra hands for security."

"Understood. I shall select only the finest and most potent troops for this duty."

Momonga nodded, and looked toward the twins.

"Aura and Mare… can you conceal the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick? Simple illusions don't seem very reliable, and thinking about the cost of illusions gives me a headache."

Aura and Mare looked at each other and began thinking. After a while, Mare spoke up:

"U-Using magic might be tricky. If we had to hide everything along with the surface… although, we could cover the walls in mud, and then add plants as camouflage."

"Do you intend to soil the glorious walls of Nazarick with base dirt?"

Albedo said that with her back turned to Mare. Although her voice was sweet and velvet, the tone it carried was anything but.

Another sound similar to a whiplash was heared behind her back and when the guardians saw her only visible eye barely open they all paled at the sight, but the one who paled the most, as the eye reflected the soul of the Overseer Guardian begging for mercy.

"Albedo, Momonga's words were not directed to you, they were directed to Mare..."

The voice of Etherea was cold and seemed to pierce through the souls of the guardians. Momonga finally noticed her eye and although he was very scared he did not spoke a word... this was not the time.

"Ah, my deepest apologies, Ethereal Diamond-sama!"

Albedo's head was as low as it could go, and her face was frozen in fear. The Guardians and Sebas stiffened up as well. Perhaps they thought that scolding was directed at them as well.

"...Can you conceal the walls by heaping dirt onto them?"

"Yes, yes I can, if you allow it, Momonga-sama … However…"

"Yes, an observer from a distance would think the ground was bulging up unnaturally. Sebas, are there any nearby hills or the like?"

"There are none. Regretfully, we are surrounded by flatlands. However, since there are nights here, we should be able to perform some sort of eye-deceiving camouflage while the sun is down."

"Is that so… if all we intend to do is hide the walls, Mare's idea will be enough. Then, what if we piled up the dirt from the nearby land to make dummy hills as camouflage?"

"Then we would blend in."

"Very well. I shall assign Aura and Mare to carry out this task together. While doing so, you may draw the necessary supplies from each Floor. Since we cannot camouflage the view from the air, we shall use illusions after finishing the earthworks, so nobody will be able to detect Nazarick from the outside."

"Y-Yes. U-Understood."

"Then, you are dismissed for today. Everyone, take a break before beginning your duties. There are many things we do not know, so do not push yourselves too hard... but before we retire i need to ask you... What do you think of us?"

The first one to talk was Shalltear that quickly said:

"The crystalization of beauty!, the jewels pale in comparison of the both of you!"

Shalltear did not pause to think about her answer before she gave it. From the lack of delay in her reply, she must have been speaking from the heart.

"Bellona."

"Wiseful and merciful leaders that act in the most efficient way."

"Gabriel."

"P-perfect beings of p-pure kindness with an intelligence that ca-cannot be surpassed by any other."

"Cocytus."

"The. Ones. That. Are. Mightier. Than. All. The. Guardians. Combined. The. Only. Beings. That. Are. Truly. Worthy. Of. Being. The. Supreme. Rulers. Of. The. Great. Underground. Tomb. Of. Nazarick."

"Aura."

"Merciful leaders with great foresight."

"Mare."

"The most kind persons that I know."

"Demiurge."

"Wise leaders. Truly, beings worthy of the title inscrutable."

"Sebas."

"Merciful leaders who did not abandon us, but stayed by our side until the very end."

"And finally, Albedo."

"The two last supreme beings... among them their leader and the one that i love."

"...I see. We have heard and understand your opinions. Then, We shall hand the tasks that were once performed by our former comrades to you. Carry them out faithfully."

After seeing the Guardians genuflect once more, Momonga and Etherea teleported away.

...

...

The scenery before their eyes changed in an instant, from the Colosseum to the chamber of the Golems of Lemegeton. After looking around to make sure nobody was looking, Momonga sighed deeply.

"I'm so tired…"

Said to anyone at specific, although his body did not feel tired, the mental fatigue was weighing down on his shoulders.

"Why do they even think so highly of us?"

"... Remmember the word of Sebas, they think that the other ones abandoned them... in a way, they are like abandoned children that the only thing that they want is to see their parents again and maybe they feel like if they do something wrong for us we might abandon them and any children at all want their parents to go away."

"You're a really motherly person, Etherea-san."

"... Maybe because i have lost many relatives in front of me... who really knows?"

"... So... What do we do know?"

"... The description of Sebas and what i saw... if i were to say we're before the Third Industrial Revolution, probably before or in the 21 century as there are still large green zones... this place sounds and look so pure... really different to our common world."

"... I sense that... you want something... something, really big."

Etherea, with a serious face, said to Momonga:

"Momonga, remmember when we were joking about being the villains of the whole YGGDRASIL and conquering it."

"... Yes, i remmember but-"

"I suggest that we... conquer this whole new world."

"WHAT?! Are you out of your mind?!"

"Look, i know that it's crazy and childish... and impossible for the matter but... think about THIS, we are in green plains, NATURE, that seems to extend for kilometers and kilometers. We have the military force and the resources to do something like that but most importantly we know what will happen with this world if they don't take specific measures to take care of the environment."

"Still-!"

"If we consider it straight our abilities are out of any world in the real world. We can even control space and time at our will.

In the matter of magic, one would spend decades of study to be a mage as strong as you are, and thinking about people with Super-Tier Magic if we put it in real life then it would be compared to god-like magic.

The most hardest metal in our world, before the Third Industrial Revolution, was steel- something like one of my passives can turn into dust with ease- and to melt metals as hard as one of the Seven Prismatic Minerals to make weapons or armors would be similar to the same heat as the same heat as the Sun that it's like over 6000 Kelvin or, exaggerating, the same heat as the center of the Earth, that is over 6700 Kelvin...

Look, It was only a suggestion, Momonga, we don't have to do so if you want... if you excuse me i will be looking for information with my [Omnipresence] to see how strong are the beings in this world and learn as much as i can... just consider it."

Etherea teleported away from the room leaving the Overlord of Death completely alone, his thoughts of his dear friend has been driven mad by that recent event clouded all the thoughts of the Overlord.

...

What will be of this world?

(And ended :D

Well i remaded the first chapter because... it was extremely large to understand so i change thing a little :)

I forgot on writing it but the weakness of Etherea are the following ones:

Evil, Death, Triple Damage from Evil Entities, Vulnerability to Unholy and Evil Consecrated Areas II,
Unholy Vulnerability V, and many others :D

...You all had probably already noticed it, but just in case I'll tell it
Etherea is like is like the counterpart of Momonga
... I will just leave it that way.

There are tons of ideas but I'm also prepared to accept all kind of different ideas...
Just don't be too mean please T_T

Sorry if there are a lot of grammar mistakes.

Thank you for reading :D)