The guild halls of Seraphim were quiet. Over the years many of its members had stopped playing YGGDRASIL, leaving just a few members left in this empty shell of a once mighty guild. The servers were shutting down tonight, and the last few vested players had spent the final hours touring their creation for nostalgia's sake.

Walking through the halls one would be overcome by the divinity of this place, the walls sparkled with a white purity and the air seemed to glow with a holy light. A being that fit perfectly with the décor strolled through his guild base. He was a player, with an angel type character to match such a holy place. The melancholy in his gaze was palpable. After all, he was the last active member of this once glorious guild, the only person to see the final moments of the world he and his friends created.

Suddenly, he dove to the side, just avoiding the swipe of a magical sword, a testament to the skill he had built up over the years. However, he simply wasn't fast enough to dodge the magical attack that came after. It froze him in place, the holy nature of the attack proving to be a poor match for his character and equipment design. He could only watch in frustration as an angel type appeared it front of him, wielding the magic sword that had nearly struck him before.

By the time he respawned, all was lost. His items stolen, the treasury sacked, and their glorious guild weapon destroyed for its parts. He could only stare in mute horror at what had become of his glorious home. All the memories, all the accomplishments, from twelve years of gaming with his friends to be the best, gone.

He watched with trepidation as an animation appeared before him, a last taunting message from the one who had destroyed everything he loved. Its colorful and hand drawn style kept his eye, the figures that were obvious parodies of him and his friends danced across his view.

"Hello~, I know how you must feel about this. Your friends worked so hard to build this place, and I just had to go and crush it ah~hahaha!" A beautiful, but falsely sweet female voice narrated over the video.

The animation showed his guild base being smashed to pieces by some large monster, too poorly drawn to identify. He was able to see in the background a group of players from his guild crying in an exaggerated manner. The message was clear, this monster wanted him to watch as it destroyed his base.

"Now, normally I would say it wasn't personal, but that would be lying. The anger and shame you must feel for being unable to protect what you cared about is the sweetest revenge. I know you probably don't remember who I am, let alone what you did to me, but I want you to know that I only waited this long because of how strong your guild is!"

The voice was right, he didn't remember. His guild was the epitome of good and righteousness, they never tried to wrong anyone and would try to make amends if they did. Unless it was an evil being.

"I would say I waited because revenge is best served cold, but I just wasn't strong enough to do this on my own until you were all alone! Well, it's been fun, but I have other guilds sack. So much to do and so little time to do it! This is goodbye, ta-ta~!"

With mocking laughter echoing as the video faded the player noticed a notification pop up as well.

*Notification! Unfortunately, your guild base has been conquered, and your guild weapon destroyed! Following the rules of the game this base will be returned to its previous state as a dungeon and all players present will be sent to the nearest town. A formal dissolution of guild status will be sent out to all members shortly. Better luck next time!*

With a primal rage the player screamed towards the heavens as all he loved disappeared.

Outside the former guild base, the player who had caused such a tragic seen laughed in pure amusement at the fate of her former tormenters. She watched as the last guild member was ejected from his home back to the town. She noticed that the player logged out in a furry, never to log back in. His future memories of the game forever tainted by this parting gift from an unknown adversary.

"Well, I think it's time to get going, there isn't much time left and he should be here soon." With that the player teleported away, off to the next abandoned guild for some mischief and fun.

*The Thrown Room of Nazarick*

Momonga sat upon the Throne of Kings, a symbolic gesture to the might and legacy of the guild he helped build. He looked down at the character sheet open before him. He had just changed the last line of code in Albedo's settings. Now, his Guardian Overseer would be forever in love with him. He had done it feeling bad for the NPC, he didn't feel right leaving her the way she was as an unrepentant slut.

However, he felt guilty. He felt bad about messing with his friend creation obviously, but mostly he felt like he was falling short of expectations placed on him. He didn't know why he felt this way, but it made him feel like he had to apologize. To whom he knew not. After all, he was still a wizard.

He heard a sound and looked up to see one of his closest and dearest friends approaching. With a quick burst of shame, like a teen hiding his porn mags, he closed the character sheet. "Ah, Veres-san. Are you back from your raids?" he asked the Nine Tailed Kitsune.

"Yup! I even got to say goodbye to some old acquaintances!" She replied energetically. She made her way over to the throne, the custom NPC mercenary that accompanies her when outside went to standby.

"I'm glad. We've had a lot of fun playing this game. It's a shame it has to end." He said, relishing in the dialog. As she grew closer he noticed her character design. Her anthropomorphic form was clearly that of a fox, with the narrow muzzle and snow-white fur covering every inch, and the paws grasping her scepter clearly inhuman. But, for some reason she had made sure there were enough features to recognize her as female at first glance; the gentle swell of a modest chest were a clear giveaway of her gender.

As she came to stand next to him he marveled at the holy radiance of her character. With a shrine maiden design, she was a harsh parallel to the evil and dark nature most of the guild went with. He almost felt like he was polluting her natural grace and beauty with the vile nature of his lich character. However, they fought together rather well, and stayed close together when they could. Of course, with the number of perverts in his guild, even as guild leader he couldn't get away from the jokes at their expense.

"Oi, is that the guild weapon?" She asked, pointing to the staff in his hand.

"Yes, I felt it was a waste to have never wielded it. It also seems like I wasn't the only one with parting wishes." He said, pointing to the world class item in the Guardian Overseer's hands.

"Well, there isn't much we can do about it. I really will miss this place though. I'll miss all the good times we had together here Momonga-kun." She said finally coming to a stand at his side.

"I wish HeroHero-san could have stayed to the end."

"Oh, did he stop by and visit?"

"He only had time to say goodbye. He is really worn down from his job. It's too bad that no one else was able to stop by for the end of the game."

"Eh~ they made their choice, and we made ours. I like that the two of us could stay together like this."

"It was really fun. If there is a YGGDRASIL II would you like to team up with us again."

"I would follow you anywhere mast- guild master."

The silence that enveloped the throne room was comforting as the two of them spent the few remaining minutes enjoying each other's presence.

"Ah Veres-san, did you pick up anything interesting in your raids?"

"No, the two of us working together the last few months was much more effective. I was able to get Ahura Mazda though."

"I see, so that is what you meant by old acquaintances."

"Yeah, I had a lot of fun burning that wretched place down." If they had moving facial features Momonga was sure she would have had an evil smile on her face.

"Honestly, you can be worse than Ulbert-san was." He said with fake exacerbation. In truth he cherished this side of his friend, the side that would wreak holy vengeance on anyone who hurt her or her friends.

"Ah~hahaha! What do you plan on doing once the game ends?"

"Well, I have work in the morning, so I will have to go to bed."

"That isn't what I meant. Do you want to organize a get together? Maybe a farewell party in the real world?"

"I would love to. Although it will be quite hard to get everyone together. Would you be able to come? You were never able to make the other meet ups before."

"Mm. I should be able to this time. There is something I want to talk to you about in person. I'm nervous about meeting you in person, but I should be fine." There was something off with the way she had worded her invitation, but he chose to ignore in these final moments.

As Momonga looked at his clock he noticed that it was the last minute before midnight. "Well, I guess there is only one thing left to do 'KNEEL'." With the command all the NPCs knelt before the throne.

To his surprise Veres knelt as well before crying out "AINZ OOAL GOWN, BANZAI!"

The mighty lord and ruler of the Grand Tomb of Nazarick gazed out upon the vast room. With his holy friend on one side, and a demonic servant on the other, the rule of the Overlord of Death in YGGDRASIL came to an end.

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"What is going on?!" Momonga cried out. He surged to his feet from the throne, completely flabbergasted by the situation. On his right he heard a strangled cry as Veres fell to the ground. He rushed to her side, desperate to help his friend. He instinctually reached out to help her up and was shocked to find he could touch her avatar.

"Are you alright!?" His changed voice surprised them both, and he became more aware of the strangeness of the situation as he looked at her. Her avatar was no longer rigid and fixed, he could see the emotion race across her face and watched her now very real fox ears twitch in anxiety. His rising panic suddenly vanished, leaving his mind calm. Judging by her tails as they thrashed around she was not so lucky.

"Yes, thank you. I tried to stand up, but I can't walk on these new legs." Her voice had changed as well, more fluid and a clear grace to it, she sounded like the divine creature she appeared as.

He looked down and saw that her legs weren't human anymore, but that of her character. A cursory glance down made it clear that he was now in his avatar as well.

"Is everything alright masters?" an unknown voice cut in. the both turned to the sound, only to be shocked further by the look of worry on the NPCs' faces.

"Are you alright Momonga-sama? Veles-sama?" They could now tell it was Albedo speaking. To see her mouth moving, to hear her speak, drove them further over the edge. As his emotions were once again suppressed, Momonga felt Veles cling to his side as best she could in her new body.

"[Message]"

Momonga tried to contact the GM with his skill but couldn't.

"The GM call function isn't working." He stated blandly, unable to say more.

"My apologies, but I do not know what this GM call function is, please help me rectify this mistake." The Guardian Overseer responded, sincerity clearly in her voice.

"Momonga, what is going on?" he heard Veres whisper in his ear, her panic was palpable.

"Sebas," he spoke. The NPC looked up to him, awaiting an order. It took him a moment to decide what to do.

'Is it really okay to order the around? Will they even follow my orders?'

"Sebas, take a Pleiades with you and scout the surroundings of the tomb. Don't fight unless attacked; if so, fall back immediately."

"Understood." As the butler left he decided that keeping up appearances as the leader of Nazarick was important, so he continued to give out orders.

"The rest of the Pleiades are to guard the entrance from the eighth floor."

"Understood, Momonga-sama." The secondary leader, Yuri Alpha stated as she led her sisters out.

"Brynhildr, go and see if you can enter the mine. If you can, make sure its defenses are operational."

The mercenary angel type Valkyrie NPC looked towards her mistress as she clung to his side before responding. "Understood." She left swiftly to complete her mission.

"What would you have me do Momonga-sama?" The succubus overseer asked as she closed in on the two of them. She swiftly closed the distance before leaning in towards them, thrusting her chest out in the process.

Momonga noticed the thrashing of Veres' tails intensify at the close proximity of the NPC "St-standby Albedo, I will return soon." He swiftly teleported to his room with Veres still at his side.

"*Sigh*, Really, this is just too outrageous." Momonga said in the private of his own room.

A quiet sobbing reached his ears, only audible because of the enclosed space. He looked down to the rattling form of his friend who so desperately clung to him. He was shocked, at that moment it hit him like a freight train all that had changed. His excess emotions were gone because of his undead avatar, but his dear friend still had her emotions. Whatever had caused this change had broken her spirit. All he could do was slowly help her stand, albeit with his aid.

As he held her to his chest Veres continued to break down even further, her last vestiges of self-control gone within the comfort of Momonga's grasp. Her smaller frame continued to shudder as she cried into his larger frame. To try and sooth his friend he started to absently pet her head.

'Her fur is really soft… No! what are you thinking out at a time like this!' he tried to pull his hand away to spare his friend's dignity, but when she pushed her head further into his palm all he could do was continue to pat her. After a few minutes she had calmed down enough that Momonga thought she could speak.

"Will you be okay?" he asked quietly.

"I just need some time." Came her fragile response.

"Can you stand on your own?" With shaking legs, she tried to stand on her new vulpine limbs, but quickly fell back into his embrace. A curt shake of the head was all the confirmation he needed.

"Here, let me get you on the bed." Came his soft reply.

"What, no dinner first?" Her cracking voice showed that the humor was just there to help her grasp reality.

"You expect quite a lot from an evil overlord, especially coming from such a beautiful maiden within my nefarious grasp." He kept up the humor to ease her mind.

"What a scoundrel. I suppose that I must now join your harem, forever bound to service your vile needs." She replied, this time with actual mirth.

"heh heh, indeed. The hero has failed, and now the villain must take his spoils." He said as he gently put her on the bed. Once she was on the bed Momonga turned to leave but was stopped by a paw grasping onto the hem of his cloak.

"Please don't leave." Veres begged. It was clear that she was still very fragile and might break again.

"I'm sorry, but I need to figure out what is going on. I will be back within a few hours. If you need anything one of the maids should be able to get it for you." With that he pulled away from her grasp before teleporting away, unaware of his friend's inner thoughts.

Alone in the lavish room the harsh new reality once again hit Veres, and all she could do was curl up and stroke her tails. Their soft and plush feel keeping her thoughts grounded.

*Credit where it is due. I got the idea to use a Kitsune and have them sack empty bases from 'The 42nd Supreme Being'. Everything else will be mine, what with that one being so short. Please comment and review. Your opinion on what should be added *might* effect what I do. However, everything I am adding is for a reason. I don't want this to be some SI focused story, I want there to be a strong plot and plenty of emotions. I will say that Veres won't be normal, she is an Overlord woman after all.*