The Citadel was calm today, Tevos thought. While the issue with the Batavian Ambassador and a Krogan named Wrex has reached a fervor pitch, they were but small plimps on the stage that is the Milky Way Galaxy.

Tevos sat in what was likely the most powerful position in the system, she was the Asari Councilor. She received this position when she was only 500 years of age, being the youngest Asari to take the mantel and some questioned her ability. She proved her worth though as she prevented the Batarians from falling into anarchy, kept the Salarians from creating a doomsday weapon, and kept the Turians from heading over to kill off an entire race because the race just kept their distance from the Council.

Said race was the Empire, what her advisors suspect is a small group that rested behind Relay 314. They seem to have a skilled in mind/data manipulation as shown in their attempts to scare the council with poor Levos. She would not have been surprised if they simply used a scavenged ship and snuck into port to sneak Levos onboard the Citadel. It was one of her downfalls, the power of C-Sec had to be minimalized to allow conflicts to surface and keep the citadel feeling unoppressed. But what if Levos was telling the truth…

Tevos shook her head, if a race was capable of teleportation the Citadel would have already discovered how to do it. This was simply a mind game of a long lived race, taking the most peaceful time to create the largest amount of mayhem. Brilliant attempt in a power play for them to try and attain a Council Seat, but she's seen through their schemes.

As she began to lounge back though her Omnitool started to blare with an alarm. Tevos calmly brought up the urgent message:

{Urgent Message!}

{Unidentified anomaly has been detected three kilometers outside of Citadel Station. All space travel has suspended. All ships not in port are to enter slip space and flee as the Citadel enters defensive mode!}

Tevos quickly accessed the exterior cameras in an attempt to see what was going on. Her view was met by a massive black disk bigger than the entire space station. She watched as the camera slowly moved with the shield systems only to watch as something started to emerge from the hole in space.

It was something out of a dream. The ship coming out was many times larger than any ship and matched the citadel in size. It was colored colored in gold, marble, and ebony giving the sense of royalty while the lights all over that flickered from red to blue, like a weird impression of an Asari bar party. This however was no simple mobile party bar.

She then watched as the nearby fleets began to maneuver around. Horror struck as she realised what they were going to do, preparing to strike the vessel. She was about to reach for her Messenger when something went through her head.

{Attention all residents of the Citadel. I have been given the pleasure to announce the arrival of our Ruler and Supreme Being; Ainz Ooal Gown!}

Tevos' mind was blank for a few moment. Ainz Ooal Gown, the one who Levos was talking about. The race capable of… teleportation. It couldn't be, maybe it was another method like going into another reality. Yeah, that must be it!

She looked into the cameras to view how the Citadel ships were fairing. They now seemed to be stunned in the brilliance of the masterpiece, or not wishing to engage in a battle that would lead to their obvious defeat. She heard a ring coming from the back, her hollow deck system. With a flick of her hand the call was answered.

On deck was the Turian Ambassador, Spartus, "Tevos, I assume you know the situation."

She nodded, "Yes it seems we have been visited by this Empire. Do we have some form of communication set up?"

The Turian nodded, "They have sent a telepathic message throughout C-Sec. They said there will be an envoy coming down in the Ambassador district and will move to the Hearing Chamber. I… don't really know what to do. The enemy structure is large so I wonder if they have the capability to pierce the Citadel's shell. I've ended the defense process because of that, but what are your suggestions Tevos."

Tevos grew a small wry smile. If these people were for war, they would have destroyed the Citadel instantly. It sounds like a leader is coming to meet them, so maybe they could force their hand at the negotiating table.

Tevos grew a smile, "Let them. While they have commited a violation within Citadel law, they will simply need to be made aware of it later. We will meet them in the Hearing Chamber to start relations with them. Alert the Salarian Councilor of these developments."

The Turnian gave a curt nod, "Understood, I will organize C-Sec tame the crowds."

With that the Hollow Deck went dead. Tevos thanked her luck as she made her way towards the Chambers. She could see the within a minute the C-Sec suddenly garnering the majority of traffic within Citadel halls. She had to prepare herself though, if this went well she would have a chance to submit her legacy as one of the greatest Councilors the Citadel has ever had.

She made it to the Hearing Chamber and found weirdly enough Mor'Voh was already there. For the most part, he would almost always be the last one to arrive as he said other business took priority.

Though this was good, "You've already arrived Mor'Voh?"

The Salarian shook her head, his large beedy eyes seemed to convey happiness, "Yes, it seems we have been visited by another race of great power today. I didn't want the Salarians to be unrepresented on this day."

An all knowing smile grew on Tevos' face, "You just want to get their equipment I assume. If I am able enough we will bring them into our fold. This ship before us might be a fluke, a ship built because they could not build smaller armaments."

Mor'Voh simply sigh, "Very well Tevos. While we are awaiting for Spartus I will be watching the Ainz Ooal Gown's arrival."

"And I will be doing the same."

Tevos brought up her Omni-Tool and once again accessed the security cameras. Her view was placed in front of the multispecies embassy. She only had to wait a moment as the camera turned to the sky to reveal a large cigar shaped construct of ebony black. She noticed it did not have thrusters, but instead a series of glowing symbols around its hull. Could this be some method of eezo travel this race uses?

The craft landed, the sleek metal opening to reveal an Asari-like creature. While the primary structures were the same such as limbs, her face was a pinkish white with fur on the top of his head. The girl was wearing a fluffy dress of black and white much unlike the Citadel's denizens. Tevos had to admit though was that cute.

She gave a mighty bow to those around him before speaking. It was Tevos' luck these systems were specially designed to catch audio, "Rejoice, races of the Citadel Council. Here today I have the honor to present to you our majesty, Ainz Ooal Gown: The Sorcerer Emperor!"

Tevos held her breath for a moment as she heard the rhythmic tapping of metal. She didn't really know why but her body suddenly felt stiff. It was after these few seconds that 9 forms came from the ship.

The first ones to come into sight were beings that could be mistaken as golden light. They were floating, carrying a primitive weapon that was also incased in the same light. They seemed like Asari in all but their heads, which were shaped like a beast. It reminded her of some ceremonial wear. That helped her place this feeling she got from the beings before her.

'Holy'

The rhythmic tapping came to a head. Coming down the ramp and into their view were two individuals. The first the Councilor noticed as a petite figure, an umbrella in its hands. It looked similar to the presenter but her skin was deathly pale. What caused Tevos to be unnerved though were those red eyes. They were the eyes of a predator, how Tevos knew was unknown.

The last one she payed attention to though was the most striking individual. It was a square figure with a mask covering its face. The robes it wore however were of obvious quality and seemed to go with the idea of 'Sovereign'. Even from here Tevos could tell this being was their leader, how the petite one acted around to how the presenter suddenly got onto his knees in a stance of honor.

The fluffy dressed one made her way back to a similar looking fellow that was walking behind the Ruler. Though Tevos didn't really pay much attention to that.

Her eyes instead opened moved to look at the crowd. When his feet touched the ground the crowd recoiled as if he spooked them. The person looked up to the people with a slight tilt before turning to his fellow. The audio equipment luckily picked up the conversation.

The first was of a deep and powerful variety. It was unique, and it gave the further impression of a ruler, "Hmm, they are acting similar to Levos."

The petite one brought out what seemed to be a small primitive book and flipped a page, "Demiurge's experiments reported that these people are not used to Negative Energy. Common symptoms were irrational fear and outspurts of violence by combat persons, Lord Ainz"

The figure placed an armored hand onto the bottom of his face before turning to the floating figures, "Angels, I allow you to use [Dominion of the Lord]."

Tevos watched in a mix of intrigue and horror as the crowd suddenly lamented. Most seemed to be catching their breath from this issue the being talked about. Now that she thought about it, didn't Levos have those symptoms?

Tevos thought for a moment before turning to Mor'Voh. He had a grin on his face as he watched the being, it came close to unnerving. She made sure her true thoughts on the subject were not betrayed in her question, "Mor'Voh, the STG were examining Levos after her interview by C-Sec. Did they find anything about this, 'Negative Energy'?"

He looked at her with a minor annoyance, "From what the STG identified about this radiation, we have determined it spreads to organic material. It's harmful, causing loss of motor skill followed by an irrational fear. Those exposed found that sitting in starlight recover much faster and the radiation subsides."

Tevos' eyes widen, "So these people are poisoning our citizens! Should we not place them in quarantine!"

"I wouldn't worry about that." The Salarian had a knowing smile, "It seems this Ainz Ooal Gown has already fixed the issue."

Tevos looked back onto the screen and watched as the people made way for the person known as Ainz Ooal Gown. They looked upon him in curiosity and some even looked upon them with wide eyes of admiration. It was to say, unusual. Even C-Sec who were appearing within the crowd were stunned in awe of the alien and didn't seem inclined to be doing their job.

The sounds of a person approaching reached Tevos' ears, to which she turned to see Spartus making his way to the Hearing Hall. He looked like he fought a Krogan who preferred to fight dirty. She could sympathize with him, but now was business, "I take it something has gone wrong?"

The Turian shook his head, "Nothing that would endanger the lives on the Citadel. It's just we didn't have enough time to set up a proper procedure. This moment will be the official First Contact with this race, and the first to occur on the citadel after the Salarians and Asari's meeting on the station. C-Sec has just being going crazy why their men aren't doing anything and what to do about a shuttle in the fucking middle of the Embassy!"

Though Tevos felt bad for the Turian, everything was being managed to an acceptable point. As long as the leader doesn't get a bad impression of the Council they won't need to test that giant ship's capabilities.

Mor'Voh gave a slight chuckle, "It's good you have arrived, I can already hear him approaching. We should prepare ourselves."

Something was wrong and Tevos could taste it. Even with a new civilization, that Salarian councilor has never been so happy. Has he been given forwarning by the STG this would occur? Did their research in this Negative Energy give them more insight that what he let on? Has he… already talked to the this Ainz Ooal Gown?

But why would this civilization talk to the Salarians first? If anything the Salarians had the least advantages due to their Councilor's short terms, numbering at a 5 cycle average. If this civilization was able to produce the behemoth beyond the citadel's defenses than the industrially minded Salarians and even Turians were not the best choices. So why?

Spartus gave a relieved sigh, "He's finally arrived."

The sound of tapping slowly made its way up the stairs to the Council's Hearing Chamber. Tevos could feel something quake in her soul, as if she was being inspired to do something greater. She was confused because of this entire fiasco but now the sense of foreboding she didn't even know was affecting her was washed away. She could get through this. WAIT!

Tevos' eyes widened at these feelings that crept into her being. They weren't her own!

It was as if something was strengthening the will of all who neared it. She was not nearly as smart as a Salarian when it came to science, but she was a skilled diplomat and an Asari after that. It was an unusual tactic that when an Asari melded with a new race's representative to get information and their language, she also gave the alien a stimuli that saw her in a better light. This… its was the same tactic and she had to resist!

And then that sense of foreboding returned.

Tevos would have checked on her fellow Councilors, but the envoy finally breached the horizon of the staircase. First she saw the figures of the 'Angels', the beings much brighter in person than she saw over the video. To her surprise, their heads seemed much more lively than meer masks as they shifted from side to side on overwatch.

Then the pair approached, the pale petite person and the massive figure. Tevos had fought off the effects of the blessing, only to face off against the persons before her. As her senses told her to run, she took a step back from the console. It was something in all her years she never once did before, but his presence was unsettling, foreboding, and majestic all in the same.

He carried himself like a Ruler, his back so straight that he seemed to stand above all others. The Rhythmic tapping was not for support but a means of instating his presence upon this world. A bead of sweat appeared on Tevos' brow as her mind started to go into overdrive to figure out this being before her.

When they reached the top of the staircase the being known as Ainz Ooal Gown stopped and raised his hand raised his hand, "Take your positions." She watched as the beings he called Angels and the fluffy dressed aliens arranged themselves about their side of the glassed canyon. Three of the angels were at either side of their Ruler while the cutely dressed girls placed themselves almost immediately to his side.

With that finished the petite alien made her way forward with a grin on her face and placed a hand on her chest in showmanship but did not bow, "Hello Citadel Council~ My name is Shalltear Ooal Gown. Take heed for you are about to talk to a very special person of mine~" Tevos couldn't help but feel those red eyes were looking over them, as if weighing them.

Shalltear Ooal Gown directed their attention to the being behind her with a hand jester. Her body in a submissive bow as she did, "I hereby present the Sorcerer Emperor, Supreme Being, and my husband, Ainz Ooal Gown."

The being walked forward to the outstip that all ambassadors usually stand at and to her surprise, a black ring appeared at the person's back as if to accent his power. His wife walked directly behind him, though Tevos barely noted how his mate acted more as a bodyguard than a lover. Her eyes moved from side to side like an alerted Mokrat looking for a predator. To Tevos' guess, she was a cautious person by experience.

As he stepped forward Tevos could finally get a good look at him. He was actually average size, but his build and sheer presence placed him in the realm of giants. His black robe was embroidered with purple accents, while bone white spires rested horizontally from his shoulders. Though what made Tevos' mind change gear was the fact he wore an obvious mask of red and green mask that had a wicked grin on it. She could only start to guess why a leader would want to hide his face.

The being opened his arms towards the Councilors, "I thank you for taking your time to come out and meet me Councilors. I am Ainz Ooal Gown the Sorcerer Emperor of the Sorcerer Empire that reaches the stars. It is a pleasure to meet you after all these many years of isolation." He then gave a curt bow one would give an equal, his charisma as a king so enchanting the Councilors were silent for a moment.

With Tevos under the spell, Mor'Voh opened the hearing, "It is a pleasure meeting with you, Sorcerer Emperor. I voice my fellow colleagues' thoughts as I say we are honored that you have come here yourself."

Mor'Voh's voice broke Tevos from the his sheer presence, "Y-yes. It is our pleasure to welcome you to our Citadel and the Galactic Community as a whole." She gestured to the beings on the Emperor's side, "What is the name of this quite diverse race that you lead?"

The being tilted his head before a slight chuckle came out, "I see, you've mistaken I rule over one race. I guess that is an issue with bringing humanoid beings to this event." She could just feel the grin on this beings mask, "I do not represent a single species but... a collective under my rule. Umu, the number of different races under my banner is around 300 sentient beings, much more if you consider those without a mind."

"Impossible!" Spartus finally took this moment to break from the unusual spell with a jolt, "To have that many different races, how many planets does this Empire have?"

The being nodded, "Currently we are at about 1,062 worlds currently colonized. Though we have many more under excavation and even a few tamed stars."

It was at this point Tevos would have also called this alien's bullshit. Asari only held 15 planets colonized, and maybe 30 for the use of industry. Though his numbers were higher than the entire Council and such an outlandish thing as claiming Stars, she believed him. Why she did so, this alien's presence told her that lying was simply bellow this being before her.

Mor'Voh however voice sounded strangely okay with everything said, "I see, Emperor Ainz. Though for such a sprawling Empire to manage, why have you come to our humble Citadel. Why have you stayed away from us for all these years?"

The being seemed to be smiling under that mask, "The universe is a place that constantly produces horrors that unready space faiers would be squashed by. I simply stayed within my allotted systems and concentrated on growth. If you are wondering why I decided to leave isolation for the greater community, it is because I feel the Sorcerer Empire has acquired an adequate amount of might to face these horrors."

It was that mask he wore. What better way to have a poker face than a mask that always smile that devilish grin.

Tevos could feel the shaking manables of the Turian Councilor, "A-and how much force would that be?"

"Enough."

HOW MUCH WAS ENOUGH!

Tevos had to work her breathing. This feeling she was having, this fear that she was experiencing. Why does it hurt so much so! She gripped her head in a painful motion, feeling she could tear her fins off!

"Are you not doing well Councilor Tevos?" That came from Ainz Ooal Gown, the person she was experiencing this from.

She shook her head in a violent motion, "I a-am fine, Ainz Ooal Gown. As you have come to the Council yourself I would guess you are trying to gain membership?"

The being before her nods, "Yes, though I do have some issues when it comes to even full membership. Umu, I am sure you understand that Council law is restricting."

'Its restricting to keep down people like you!' is what Tevos wanted to yell. She gained a few more beads of sweat as she tried her best, but it seemed the alien in front of her was growing larger and larger. That damn mask was not longer laughing, just staring with intensity. To say the least, it was unnerving.

Mor'Voh took it up, "Many of those restriction are placed in order to protect and better the lives of Citadel Space. There have been exceptions however, like the Batarians use of slavery as a cultural norm. I would assume these exceptions have been practiced for centuries?"

Something wasn't right. Tevos looked to her side to see that Spartus seemed to be struggling as well. His manables moving up and down so he could take deep breaths. As her head shifted over to Mor'Voh, he looked completely fine. How is he… he was a traitor. That was the only thought that crossed Tevos' mind.

Ainz talked again, "Yes, the exceptions I seek are to Biological Enhancements, the size of one's fleet, and the allowance of AIs. I will mention that last one is purely because of its definition."

As Mor'Voh continued to run the show Tevos' came to accept the realization. It seemed her earlier suspicions were correct, and it was now frightening. This being was capable of using teleportation, and so he used it to get into contact with Mor'Voh. To think this being was capable to getting pass all their defences and security. If this new race really wanted to they could have assassinated all the Councilors and threw the Citadel into Anarchy!

She turned her face to the powerful being before her. Instead of sending them into anarchy this being wanted to take control. That's it! He wanted to control the Citadel as an extension to his Empire! He'll become a Councillor, assassinate his fellows before placing the entirety of space under his control through martial law! That was it! She figured out his plan. And all she could do about it was scream as she watched the mask animate into a sinister laughter.

Tevos' voice rang through the entire Hearing Hall. The scream was so high pitched that her fellow Councilors and hidden C-Sec had to cover their ears at the sound. Tevos' dulled biotics roared to life as she tried to search for anything to manipulate. She had to kill him here! There was no other way to keep the entire Council safe from this monster than to kill him here and now!

It was then she could feel eyes narrow on her, the eyes of the monster. She couldn't hear what he said to his wife or what he gave her, but Tevos needed to destroy both of them! She had to create a singularity!

Before the Asari Councilor could do such a devastating attack however the alien's wife disappeared. Tevos could barely register a thought as she was suddenly grappled from behind. Tevos could feel something wrap around her neck, the feelings she had suddenly dissipating.

As she was lowered to the ground however Tevos could hear something in her ear, a whisper, "Please don't ruin my husband's big entrance, he worked hard so everyone could be here today and witness his glory. I don't your blood would taste that good anyways~"

They landed with Tevos' mind running. She looked up to see the Wife c's knowing smile and a chill went up the Asari's spine. She was about to openly attack a Sovereign in the middle of a Council Hearing. If that person really wanted to, she could have killed Tevos right there and face only minor repercussions. Instead she placed an amulet on the Councilor's neck.

There was only one thing she could say, "What happened to me, Ainz Ooal Gown." She was more scared of the being before her than angry, so her voice could barely convey the mirth she was feeling.

The Emperor bowed, "It seems I made a mistake in thinking you for higher level beings. I did not realize that none of you have built a tolerance of Negative Energy."

Tevos could barely contain herself as she tried to recover, "So w-what is this energy? Why is such a d-dangerous radiation doing here."

"It is an involuntary action on my part," If Tevos didn't know what this being about did to her, she would have seen this gesture as saddened, "My existence is based on Negative Energy, so I cannot extinguish it or contain it properly without severely limiting myself."

He reached into his massive cloak and produced two more amulets similar to the one Tevos was now wearing, "We have ways to help mitigate this problem though. These are Amulets of Mental Protection. They prevent all effects from harming your mind, let them be positive like [Lion's Heart] or detrimental like [Dominate Person]. I was going to give these as gifts after this event, but I believe you would benefit from them now,"

The heavy breathing or Spartus came to Tevos' ears as he tried to speak, "A-and how do Kn-now its safe? W-we don't e-even know if this c-claim is true."

Tevos noticed his wife giving the Turnian a death stare but the Emperor gave a sigh instead, "You are correct. I have accidentally done you harm, so it is normal for one to suspect the solution that the infector provides. I guess… I should reveal myself."

He reached his hand towards his mask before waiting a moment, "I will warn you, I am unlike any alien within this Citadel. It is also natural for the living to hate me as even my own nation took years to become use to my existence."

'What did he mean by the Living' was the thought that went through Tevos' mind as she saw his reveal. Though something weird happened to her when it started to move, Tevos felt a chill go down her back. A chill that only the most devastating of battlefields from her time as a merc inspired.

Then the mask was removed it was nothing but bone. His eyes glowed with an unnatural red flare that seemed supernatural in nature. His torso was revealed with a simple shift, an Asari rib cage revealed directly underneath it. His metal gloves dissipated to reveal boney hands. The ring of black now much more fitting as the Galaxy looked upon what must be a God.

In the nightclubs of the Citadel, Asari dancers and the learcheous customers no longer felt their desire for lust as their hearts began to question what they should do with their lives now. Salarian Scientist began to rethink what they were committing their lives to making, if it will all defying to him. Turian Generals began to consider retirement so they would never need to face this being. Even the Denizens of Omega began to think their lives were about to come to an end, because it would come for them.

In all, there was only one thought all Citadel Citizens thought when they saw this.

Death exists in reality, and it has come for them.

Being in the same room as him Tevos had it the worse. She felt like she did a few minutes ago, but it was obvious these were her thoughts. It all made sense now, that feeling she's been having, that giant thing outside her Citadel, this entire mess. They were not facing a simple Alien who came to show off. It was Death, he was alive in the universe watching them and they never knew. That aspect wasfrightening.

The being coughed into his hand, an effort now thought impossible because of his biology. But with Death, wasn't all reason thrown out the door? He spoke again with a grace that put Tevos to shame, "I believe this is enough evidence to provide trust within me, am I not correct Councilor?"

Tevos couldn't believe how pale the Turian became, though she was surprised when he nodded his head.

Ainz Ooal Gown nodded as he placed the amulets into the hands of those holy beings, the Angels. Because if Death walked the world, maybe these beings were truly creatures that ascended reality. They flew to the Turian and placed the object onto his neck. In an instant he gave a heavy breath as he could not recover from what was likely a near death experience. The Angels made their way over to Mor'Voh who accepted the gift happily.

Death sighed as he once again presented himself, "Because of these distractions, I believe we should restate my demands. As before, I am here to join the greater galactic community. I have realised though that becoming an Associative Member would place too many restrictions upon me and my people. As such, I am here to lobby for both a Council position and to have a few restriction lifted."

Mor'Voh still kept his mind though, though now Tevos could easily see why he wanted commited treason, "As I have said before, we understand if there are items within our policy you could not fulfill. I believe they were the size of your fleet, the use of Biological Engineering, and the creation of AI?"

Death nodded, "Yes, umu, I am pretty sure the fleet size is easily excused due to my Empire's immense size. For Biological Engineering, we practice selective breeding in certain individuals and augmentations for basic practices such as spaceflight and magical craft."

The Turian sighed as he began to speak on the first issue as his mandibles trembled in fear, "A-as you have shown us, your majesty, you are telling us the truth that a thousand words are under your control. I do not mind if y-you retain your size, though I hope you could a-assist in border patrol."

Tevos had to admit, if the Turian was going to allow someone to keep their military than they might as well help with border patrol. Who would ever confront Death himself?

Mor'Voh had that all knowing smile, "As long as the practices of Biological Augmentation has been for long enough and proven, I do not see a reason to deny you. Once they are proven safe though, I would like the Council people the ability to purchase them."

The Ruler nodded, "I was planning on doing that anyways. I do not mind if you wish to test our products beforehand, though if people come to my territory beforehand I will not stop them from purchasing the augmentation."

With that Mor'Voh looked to his fellow Councilors to continue. Fine, why don't we just make him the de facto leader of this damn universe. At this point Tevos was defeated. She should just get this over with so she could get some cute maiden or something.

"I hereby start the vote to allow the, what was it?" Tevos thought to herself for a moment, "Ah, Sorcerer Empire's a seat on the Council. All those in favor please say aye."

Mor'Voh, the likely whatever was quick, "Aye!"

Spartus already checked out, "Aye."

"Then by decree of the Council, we welcome the Sorcerer Empire to the Galactic Community with a seat on the Council."

Ainz gave a bow, "Thank you Councilors. I will send our Representative Demiurge to hammer out that details. After which I will appoint a Councillor."

She nodded, "Very well, we will be ready for his arrival at any time."

Ainz stood strong now, "I thank you for having me today. I will take my leave." He opened a rift in the fabric of reality before walking through with his wife because of course Death can do that. The Angels and the fluffy dressed women simply flew off.

And with that the Hearing of Ainz Ooal Gown and the Sorcerer Empire Ended. Tevos didn't really care that they basically gave him the ability to do whatever he wanted, he was Death for crying out loud! And that's when she realized that she was going to probably lose her job for this, everyone was.

{[Ainz Ooal Gown: Private Quarters aboard the Golden Throne]}

As Ainz walked into his quarters with his stamina gone.

'I. Am. Exhausted.'

Even after all these years in which Ainz has worked as Ruler of the Sorcerer Empire, he still suffered from exhaustion of the mind. He really had to question why the Guardians would try and work through this state, but then again they might be as a form of loyalty to him. At least he's forcibly instated working hours and holidays, so at least they wouldn't suffer burnout. Of course Ainz does know Albedo ignores these commands nowadays, the Head Guardian placing herself in a self-imposed torture to 'cleanse her of her sin'.

He turned to face Shalltear, his wife, who had a happy expression on her face. He seemed to have done a good job again. If he was to believe his wife Ainz always gave off the air of a King, so maybe his milenia of practice in showmanship payed off.

Either way, Ainz walked over to the head of his bed and just plopped onto it without care. As he rested there, Ainz could feel the motions of Shalltear trying her best to give him a back message. Though you would think it doesn't help since he has only bone, Shalltear is able to amplify it with small doses of Negative Energy.

Shalltear spoke with the kindness of a mother, "Are you exhausted Ainz-chan?" Even now he could see the blush on her face as she called him that. She insisted on calling that since they were married, but the Guardian never got used to that.

Since there was an ear, he relented, "Yes Shalltear, I am exhausted. Talking to the Council was exhausting, but it had to happen at some point. We can't face the Reapers without assistance from those who have a hold of Mass Effect based technology."

Ainz could feel his undead body relax as Shalltear spoke, "You did great Ainz-chan~. You are well on your way to defeating those bastards, as expected of my husband and supreme being~."

"Yes." As she worked on him Ainz started to talk out loud, "What do you think Shalltear, did I make the right move?"

The message stopped for a moment before the Vampire sounded her thoughts, "I believe you did the right thing." Ainz looked over to see his wife's as it lit with realization, "You were able to manipulate them into giving us access to their technology, a large stake in their government, and the Empire. Because of this, we don't even need to expend resources in order to rule the new planets."

Ainz mumbled in embarrassment, "You're right, though you could have worded it differently."

Shalltear just gave him a happy giggle, "Fufufu, but Ainz-chan, that's exactly what you did." With that Shalltear made her way to the Closet to change into some more appropriate sleepwear.

Moments like this were when Ainz knew Shalltear's core programming still held sway over her. She was still of a brutal nature, capable of committing acts of pure evil that even serial killers would never do. She was also capable of learning though, and became one of the most changed out of all the Guardians. Because of this and Ainz's centuries of effort, he was comfortable opening up a little bit to her. It was a bonus she wasn't able to overthink everything like Albedo and Demiurge. He realized his folly just in time to keep the Citadel from being overrun by Demiurge 800 years ago.

Shalltear made her way out of the closet dressed in a pair of night pajamas. They were not sexual in nature as they really made her look like a schoolgirl. Ainz was a little grateful she understood he was not in the mood for sexual acts, but if he had to be honest Ainz never truly was thanks to his emotion suppression. She was saddened at the idea her partner could not enjoy her vices, so the sexual deviant learned to just cuddle on Ainz. It was an act Ainz learned to enjoy along with his wife. Of course there were a few occasions it wasn't enough, but tonight the Vampire seemed keen on letting Ainz relax.

So the Vampire crawled her way into the bed, to which Ainz used magic to change into something a little more 'sleep weary.' HIs Wife shifted herself to rest Ainz's arm onto her shoulders.

"Ainz-chan~" Shalltear said, "Do you want me to put one of those 'television stations' from the Citadel on for us to watch?"

Ainz sighed and then gave a nod, "Yeah, I would like that Shalltear. Who knows, maybe we can learn about the aftermath of our introduction."

With a flick of her wrist a floating screen was put up. It was a simple spell that used the scrying to view plays. Its developed as one of the ways to entertain oneself in the Sorcerer Empire. It was edited recently however to hijack signals from the Citadel Races as a form of learning about their culture and spying. For Ainz and apparently Shalltear it will become their entertainment since books weren't something you could do together.

As the spell was activating, the Shalltear gave Ainz a kiss like a mother would a child. If Ainz was able to sleep he probably would right now since Shalltear was babying him, but he was sadly still awake. He felt her snuggle up to his bones as the screen came up.

"First thing tonight, a new race has join the Citadel and has gained a Council Seat!"

{Codex: Sorcerer Empire}

{The Sorcerer Empire is a massive collection of races and worlds that dwarfs the Council's own planet count three to one. It leader is Ainz Ooal Gown an immortal undead being that has ruled the Empire for Millennia ans has lived far longer before. The Empire has a collection of over 300 races, many of which originated from their home world. For technology the Empire is both backwards and forwards of other Citadel Races, the use of mass produced undead take the place of heavy machinery while magic is used in place of other technologies.}

Okay everyone, if I ever get back to this we are going to change back to the view of the Ainz and his Empire I think. I'm thinking Ainz might do a Momon Spectre thing, disguising himself as Shepard. The main issue is simply I don't wanna drag you all with an OC but give you Ainz Ooal Gown. Who knows when I will get back to this, but I think it will happen. In the time, maybe I will figure out what will happen and I will take suggestions.

I'm out.