I know there already is a fic out there with a similar premise, but whatever. Mine seemed different enough, so I figured I'd put it up here anyway. The author's notes can be found at the bottom of the page. Also, here's the obligatory disclaimer, in case the word 'FanFiction' in the top left corner of the screen isn't enough:

Disclaimer: Zero no Tsukaima is the property of Noboru Yamaguchi and Media Factory. Overlord is the property of Triumph Studios and Codemasters. I claim no ownership of any of the elements of either franchise appearing in this story. This entire story is a work of fan-fiction.

Overlord of the Void:

Chapter 1

This is a story of a long time ago.

Once, there was an Overlord, who, after many battles, succeeded in conquering the land, uniting the many different people under his iron rule. And although the people often grumbled about their leader's harsh punishments, they never voiced their complaints, for their bellies were full and their homes were safe.

All was well in the world, and for a while, there was peace in the Overlord's empire.

But all of this changed when an ancient, Forgotten God awakened from his slumber in the Abyss. Wanting to escape from his eternal prison, he opened gateways to his world in the Overlord's lands, not to send people out, but to invite people in. The fools who entered would then be tortured by the Forgotten God's servants, and their suffering would allow the god to break free from his chains.

Wishing to protect his subjects, and eager to conquer new lands, the Overlord went to war once more, and descended into the fiery depths of the Abyss to take the fight to the Forgotten God himself. Wave after wave of damned souls were defeated by the Overlord and his Minions, until he finally stood face to face with their leader. They then proceeded to fight each other, and after a long and terrible battle, the Forgotten God, too, fell to the Overlord's blade. However, he refused to go down quietly. In a final act of defiance, he destroyed the gateways connecting the Abyss with the mortal realm, thus trapping the Overlord within his prison for all eternity.

How long has it been since then? How long has it been since that Overlord, since I, had last felt the warm rays of daylight? A hundred? A thousand? I can no longer keep track of the time. Here in the Abyss, time has no meaning. Well, I suppose that by keeping track of the constant influx of new souls, one can somewhat guess the passing of time, but what good would that do me? To be able to count every passing day, to know just how long I have been trapped in this hell...

I don't think I would be able to remain sane if I did so.

Of course, who is to say I haven't turned insane already? What with my only companions being the wraiths that inhabit this world, I don't really have a way to compare myself with an ordinary being.

Indeed, in this entire world, I am the only one capable of human thought and speech. Of course, there are always the souls of the wicked, who came here to suffer for their crimes, but they are hardly pleasant company. Especially considering it was probably one of my successors who put them here in the first place.

Back when I first got here, I had wondered if Rose would ever come here. But while I would have welcomed her companionship, I had dismissed that idea almost immediately. Despite her relationship with me, she was a good person. She would never come to a place like this, and that is probably for the best.

My armor creaks as I rise from my throne, which is identical to the one I used to have back in the normal world. In fact, so is the tower I'm standing in right now. Just like the other planes are twisted copies of parts of the normal world, so is this tower a distant echo of the Dark Tower. Although the real Dark Tower apparently got destroyed some time after I left, this tower still exists, because I willed it. Being the God of the Abyss did come with a few perks, no matter how meager they might be.

I step onto the balcony overseeing the Abyss, and extend my consciousness to the rest of my domain. Although I have long since given up the hope to ever find a way out of here, I still keep trying. Carefully scanning the barrier between the Abyss and the living world, I look for any gaps or tears that would allow me to slip through.

Contrary to my expectations, I did find one. It was right behind me, in fact. I instantly twist around, feeling my eyes grow larger as I take in the weird sight in front of me.

Weird, but not unwelcome.

Hovering above the ground just a couple of steps away from me, is a large green portal. Just by looking at it, I can tell that it doesn't belong here. The energy permeating the Abyss is one of fire and darkness, of death. The power that is coming from this portal however, is completely unfamiliar to me. It is unlike anything I have ever sensed before. Almost as if it is trying to lure me, I feel myself being drawn towards this strange portal. This little fact does set off warning bells in my head, but I can still only barely contain my excitement.

It's a portal. And it's from outside.

I have been searching for something like this for ages, ever since I first got trapped in here. Really, there isn't much to think about. Sure, this might get extremely dangerous, but when has that ever stopped me from doing anything?

I quickly check whether my sword is still strapped to my back, and then I take a leap. As the portal swallows me and I begin to fall, all I see is darkness.

Another year had begun, and that meant that the time for the Springtime Familiar Summoning had come once again.

For the second year students at the Tristain Academy of Magic, this was one of the most important days of their lives, for today was the day they would summon their familiars, life-long companions that mirrored their summoners' magical affinity and power.

For Professor Jean Colbert, also known as the Flame Snake, it just meant more work. As their instructor during the familiar summonings, it was his duty to guide his students in their attempts to summon their own familiars.

One by one, Colbert called up the students to perform the ritual, and the results were more than satisfactory. Among the summoned familiars were plenty of mundane animals, like frogs and moles, although this time, they were also accompanied by quite a few less mundane creatures. A floating eyeball known as a bugbear, a massive salamander, and even a young wind dragon were summoned this time.

Another explosion went off.

Of course, while this day started out as promising, no plan ever went off without a hitch. Said hitch was currently steadying herself for another attempt at the summoning ritual, after the previous few attempts quite literally blew up in her face.

Said hitch's name was Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière.

In a way, Colbert felt sorry for the young girl. From what he had seen of her, she tried her best to perform magic, even outdoing her peers in magic theory. Yet, whenever it came to the actual casting of a spell, it would always end in an explosion.

Louise the Zero, the other students called her.

Colbert suppressed a weary sigh, and nodded to the young girl. "Please go ahead, miss Vallière."

The girl in question nodded, and taking a deep breath, she started to chant, pointing her wand at the magic circle drawn on the ground. "I beg of you... My servant who lives somewhere in the universe!"

Colbert blinked. It seemed Louise had decided to use a different chant this time. Well, that was fine by him. After all, it was not so much the words themselves that were important, as was the intent behind them. Her previous attempts all ended in failure; perhaps this new approach would allow her to finally succeed.

"Oh sacred, beautiful, and strong familiar spirit! I desire and here I plead from my heart! Answer to my guidance!" Louise brought her wand down, releasing the magic that had gathered at its tip. Her shoulders drooped as another explosion followed, far greater than the ones before.

The force behind the explosion was enough to knock most people off their feet, but Colbert was already prepared for it. Bracing himself for the impact, he covered his face with his arms to protect it from the flying debris.

Colbert's ears were ringing from the explosion, and as he couldn't see anything because of the dust, he was ready to call it a day, believing it to be another failure. However, as his hearing slowly returned, he noticed that something was different from the other attempts. The air was filled with a wild cacophony of sounds, created by the recently summoned familiars. This was unusual; familiars are supposed to possess a higher intelligence than normal animals, and they should have become used to the explosions by now.

As Colbert prepared to turn around to calm the familiars, the reason for their distress became readily apparent. As the dust finally settled, a black humanoid shape emerged from the cloud. And it was large. Colbert wasn't that small himself, but even he only reached to shape's shoulders.

When the dust cleared, Colbert took a good look at him, for he was now certain it was male. He seemed to be a large man, clad fully in black armor. Even his face was concealed by a black helmet, leaving only his eyes visible, which were glowing a fiery red. Although these things were plenty of reason to worry, Colbert wasn't paying that much attention to them. Far more concerning was the large sword the man kept sheathed on his back. It seemed to be a single-edged sword, and it was larger than Colbert was tall.

As the man didn't seem to pay attention to the commotion around him, Colbert silently drew his wand, quickly casting a Detect Magic spell on the man. What he saw shocked even him. Colbert had seen many things during his time as a soldier, but even he could not believe what he was seeing now; or rather, what he was sensing now.

'Detect Magic' allowed a mage to gauge the magical strength of a person or object. It was because of this that he could tell that Louise did, in fact, possess some degree of magic, contrary to what certain others claimed.

Colbert had met many strong mages personally, but the magical power this man possessed was truly overwhelming. It dwarfed anything he had ever seen before.

At that moment, the man turned to face him. His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he were smirking under his helmet. It was almost as if the man knew what Colbert was thinking, as if he had somehow sensed the spell Colbert had cast.

But... that was impossible, wasn't it? There was no way he could have known that. 'Detect Magic' should have been completely undetectable to anyone but the caster. Colbert knew this, but it didn't do anything to soothe his nerves.

The students around him had already gotten over the shock, and were now taunting the little Vallière about her 'commoner'. But the moment Colbert's eyes met those of the man, he had known. This man was dangerous. His students were convinced that a mere familiar could never possess any magic, could never match a noble, but Colbert knew better. He had to keep an eye on this one.

Meanwhile, the ceremony continued on. Colbert saw that the man had removed his helmet, and had kneeled down to be face to face with his summoner. While the man was certainly more terrifying when he still wore his helmet, its removal only made it slightly less so. His hair was as white as snow, a complete absence of any color. His skin was a ghastly pale, possessing little more color than his hair. And his eyes... although their glow seemed to have disappeared along with his helmet, what it was hiding was just as frightening. His eyes were as red as blood, cold and completely devoid of any emotion. Although his face appeared to be startlingly young, his eyes seemed to belie that fact. They were the eyes of a soldier, one who had seen many battles, and who had come out on top every time, climbing over the corpses of his enemies.

Colbert briefly considered stopping the ritual, to ensure the safety of his students, but he hesitated for too long, and as Louise waved around her wand a final time and planted a kiss on the man's lips, it was too late.

Small wisps of smoke began to rise from the man's left hand, and then the contract was complete.

Colbert just hoped he had made the right decision.

I'm falling.

It's weird. Falling like this, surrounded by complete darkness, I feel weightless, no more than a tiny speck on the wheel of fate. For the first time, I feel truly powerless. I can't say I really like the feeling. The fact that it's true doesn't make me feel any better.

Perhaps it has been only a few seconds, or perhaps it has been hours since I first jumped through that portal, but somewhere in the darkness, I can finally see a bright light. The light rapidly grows bigger, until it swallows me, just like I had been consumed by the darkness earlier.

Then, it is over, and my armored feet slam into the ground with a loud thud, the impact kicking up some dirt. Still, no matter how hard my landing was, it was nowhere near hard enough to create a cloud of dust the size I was standing in right now.

As I take a moment to regain my bearings, the dust settles, and I take a look around to see where I ended up this time. It seems I'm standing on a large grassy plain, surrounded by children. There's also a large castle off in the distance.

Hmmm. That's... not exactly what I had been expecting. The large grassy plain doesn't surprise me that much, but I had actually been expecting a large horde of Minions to welcome me, under the presumption that Gnarl had found a way to get me out of the Abyss. Or at the very least a large horde of monsters who want to kill me. That wouldn't have been such a big surprise either.

I had most certainly not expected to be summoned by a child, of all people. Because that's who summoned me.

A child.

A little brat.

A girl, in fact, with strawberry blond hair that under the right light seems almost pink.

I'm sure Gnarl would have been laughing his ass off right now. That, or he would have facepalmed in shame. I certainly feel like doing that right now.

It seems that while was I contemplating the sheer idiocy of the situation I managed to land myself in, the little children managed to recover from the shock of seeing my almighty self. They promptly followed that up by starting to throw insults at me, as well as at my summoner.

A commoner? Me? A commoner? Do I look common to them? And brutish? Can a mere brute cast magic the likes of which no one has ever seen, let alone master? And can a brute command armies and rule the greatest empire of the world? I think not.

The insults they yell at my summoner has me frowning as well. Zero? Magicless? From what I can sense of the girl, she possesses more power than this whole rabble combined.

The thought to show these little brats just how much of a brute I can be briefly crosses my mind, but I dismiss that thought immediately. Losing my temper like that is far beneath me. And while such a thing could be done easily when I was still an Overlord, things are a bit more complicated right now. Back then, I was the Overlord, ruler of the land, and commander of the mightiest army to have ever existed. Right now, I am 'just' the strongest magical creature in the world. I don't even know where I am, so I should just take it easy for now.

Even though I could use the exercise.

Just as I plan on addressing my summoner, I feel the faint touch of magic stroke against my body. A scrying? I turn towards the source, an adult balding man I didn't notice before, who seems surprised that I noticed his little spell. I can feel a smirk creeping onto my face, as that of the man twists in something that faintly resembles fear, as he must be able to feel the difference in power between us. Still, it was no more than a little twitch in his face, something easily missed by someone less perceptive. Impressive. Now that I get a good look at him, he does seem different from the others, obvious differences like age aside. There is something in his eyes, something that tells me this man has seen things, done things, that he would rather forget about. Out of all the people gathered here, he is the only one who has experienced battle before. He, and surprisingly, a little blue haired girl standing to the side, who seems way too tense for someone who is only reading a book.

I finally turn my gaze back to the girl in front of me, the strawberry blond haired girl who summoned me. She flinches at having become the center of attention, but she recovers admirably fast. She gulps audibly, but when she finally speaks, her tone is filled with confidence, "Familiar, take off your helmet."

I frown in surprise, but then my frown turns into a smile. Well, well, look at that. It seems my summoner is quite brave. Quite brave, or quite stupid. I guess I'll see which one it is soon enough. I normally wouldn't have done this, but her apparent courage amuses me, and since she possesses enough power to pull me out of the Abyss, I suppose she is worthy of some respect. As such, I decide to humor her request.

I kneel down to see her at eye level, and remove my helmet.

She lets out a small gasp of surprise. I suppose that is to be expected. After having spent such a long time in the Abyss, my body isn't exactly ordinary anymore, after all. The world of the dead has wreaked many changes on my still living body, my appearance being the least of them.

"Alright, sit still," the girl says, as she frowns in concentration, while waving around her wand. "My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière. Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers; bless this humble being, and make him my familiar." Apparently having finished her chant, she lightly taps the wand against my forehead. Her face then flushes.

Wait, what is this talk about being humble and becoming a familiar? I start to open my mouth, but before I can inquire further, the girl presses her lips against my own. It was brief, no more than a light touching of our lips, but a kiss none the less.

What.

The girl, whose name is apparently Louise, quickly withdrew, her face as red as a tomato, and for the second time, I open my mouth to speak. And for the second time, I am interrupted, this time by an intense pain, starting from the back of my left hand and spreading throughout my entire body. Small wisps of smoke are rising from my hand, as if something is being inscribed there. I grit my teeth and bear with it, my hand clenched into a fist until it finally stops.

When the pain disappears, I can feel something has changed. There is something in the back of my mind, a connection that wasn't there before. I quickly slip off the gauntlet covering my left hand, and stare at the runes that appeared there.

Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers; bless this humble being, and make him my familiar.

Those were her words, and their meaning has become clear to me now. I've been branded like an animal.

I glare fiercely at Louise, and the girl averts her eyes uneasily. "What is the meaning of this?"

The girl opens her mouth as if to answer, but before she can say anything, another voice cuts in. "Ah, if I may I interrupt... I believe I can answer that question," the bald man from before says, as he kneels down next to me. In his hands are a few pieces of paper, on which he quickly scribbles down some notes. It seems he is copying the runes that have appeared on my hand.

"These are some very unusual runes," the man mutters to himself, before he addresses me. "I am Professor Colbert, and I am a teacher at the Tristain Academy of Magic." He then looks at me expectantly, as if that name should mean something to me.

It does not, and so I impatiently urge him to continue. A slight frown now on his face, the man named Colbert does just that. "The runes on your hand mean that you have been summoned as a familiar by miss Vallière here." He then confirms my concerns.

A familiar. It is just as I thought. These runes aren't simply an ordinary mark, they are magical in nature as well. They bind me, and if I'm not mistaken, they are even attempting to manipulate my mind. All in order to change me into the perfect servant.

Well, if they believe that I am just going to let that happen, then they are sadly mistaken. I might no longer be an Overlord, but that hasn't made me any weaker. These runes cannot control me.

The atmosphere changes in an instant. It becomes heavy, oppressive, filled with killing intent, as I seriously contemplate killing these little brats right here and now. Although the students didn't seem to have noticed, Colbert did, and he tenses up as well, perhaps hoping to stop me, should I attempt to do something.

However...

"I can do that." After thinking it over for a while, I say this.

"Eh?" His disbelief was clearly written on his face. "Er, I mean, good!" After throwing another wary look my way, he turns to Louise. "Congratulations, miss Vallière. You have failed 'Summon Servant' many times, but you have managed to succeed with 'Contract Servant' in one try."

Wow. Fast recovery.

He then addresses the rest of the students. "Well, let's go back to class, everyone." As soon as he finished saying this, he turned on his heel, and rose into the air. The other students followed his example shortly after. They then began to float towards the castle in the distance.

Oh, look. Humans who are trying to be fairies. I'm already starting to hate this place.

Louise loudly scrapes her throat, causing me to turn my attention back to my 'master'. "Familiar. Let's go," she orders me, as she starts following her classmates, who have disappeared out of sight by now.

I snort lightly, and do the same thing. Of course, I have no intention of actually becoming this little girl's lapdog. I only accepted because the contract was already made, and killing her now wouldn't have done me any good. Also, I still wonder how she managed to summon me. My senses most certainly couldn't have been wrong. That girl possesses a power far greater than any of her peers, even if she doesn't know it yet, and I am curious as to what it is.

But for now, we'll see how things go. After all, if this partnership doesn't work out, and I decide that she is not worth the trouble, then all the power in the world won't be enough to save her from me.

We are currently in Louise's room. Night has fallen, and outside the window, I can see the moons have risen.

Yes, moons. As in plural. It seems that wherever I am, it's not the world I originally came from.

"So, you're saying you are from another world?" Louise asks me, seated across from me on her bed.

I don't answer. We've been going over this for quite a while now, and I've learned that Louise is quite stubborn. In fact, right now, she's going to say...

"I can't believe it."

I knew it. It seems that Louise has a problem with understanding things that aren't commonly accepted. In fact, I have actually told her pretty much everything about me by now. She didn't believe me.

"I used to be Overlord."

"I don't believe you."

"I'm over a thousand years old."

"That's impossible."

"I hate fairies."

"I can't be-... Wait, what?"

Right now, Louise is glaring at me, arms crossed. It's actually kind of cute. Now, if only her hair didn't look like pink in this light... It hurts my eyes. It really, really does.

"Alright, alright, I think that's enough about me." I sigh deeply. "Why don't you tell me something about yourself?"

"Hmph." Louise proudly raises her chin. "Well, I am Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière, and I am the daughter of-"

I instantly interrupt her. "I don't believe you."

"W-What?" Louise stutters, as the corner of her left eyebrow starts twitching in annoyance.

"It's annoying when people do that, isn't it?" I reply triumphantly. Since I can't kick her around like used to do with my Minions, I'll take whatever victory I can get, no matter how petty.

"Hey, don't talk back to me like that, commoner!" Louise yells at me with a face that has turned red from anger.

"You keep using that word... I don't think it means what you think it means." No, seriously. I'm absolutely positive there's nothing common about me.

"Well, you're not a mage, right? So you're a commoner," Louise answers me with a slight air of superiority.

Eh, Louise? Although I know better, even you think that you are a failure. I really don't think that's something to be proud of. "Well, I suppose I could try to correct you, but you probably wouldn't believe me anyway," I counter with a smirk.

"Argh! You know what, all this talking has made me sleepy," Louise says, as she rises from her bed. She then slowly begins to unbutton her shirt. One by one, the buttons came undone.

Meanwhile, I just keep looking with interest. Hey, if it doesn't bother her, then why should I let it bother me? I mean, I did just spend over a thousand years locked up with wraiths as my only companions. So it's not like anyone can blame me, right? Right?

Ahem. Anyway... Now that she's done unbuttoning her shirt, she carelessly takes it off and throws it into my arms. Then, she took off her skirt. Then, her underwear.

Hmmm. Her chest is as flat as a board.

"Familiar, stop staring at me!" Louise yells at me. Heh, it seems she was more bothered by it than she initially let on.

"I wasn't staring at all. I was just watching you very carefully." Nope, that's not staring at all.

It didn't seem to do anything to appease Louise, however. "Well, whatever it is you were doing, stop it!" she screams, as she throws the last remaining bits of clothing at my face. "Wash these clothes for me. I want them to be ready by tomorrow!"

As I frown at the clothing in my arms, Louise huffs, and disappears under the sheet of her bed. Is she serious? I wait for a few moments to see if there is anything else, but it seems she has fallen asleep.

I let out a small sigh as I step out of the room into the hallway. Washing clothing... How exactly am I supposed to do that? To be honest, I've never actually washed anything in my entire life. An Overlord obviously wouldn't do such a thing, and I cannot remember what I did before I became one. Perhaps I should go find one of the servants here. They'll probably know.

Not knowing the exact layout of the academy, I blindly pick a direction and start walking, memorizing the various turns as I went past them.

Stalking through the largely empty hallways, I notice a pair of students hidden in the shadow of one of the corridors. The first is a blond haired boy, wearing a frilly shirt that leaves his chest bare. By his side is an oversized mole, most likely his familiar. For some reason, he reminds me a lot of a so-called 'hero' named William the Black. The other is a young brown haired girl, wearing a brown cloak and holding a plate of soufflés.

"I would be glad to have some," the boy said, flashing a brilliant smile that seems practiced.

"Really?" the girl asked hopefully.

"Really, Katie. I cannot tell lies in front of your eyes," the boy assured her. Obviously, this boy is filled with of lust, making him seem even more like a certain person I strongly dislike. Or used to dislike, at least. Watching him burn alive for all eternity did make me feel a lot better. I quicken my pace as I hurry past them, all the while trying to suppress the urge to kill the William-lookalike as much as I can.

After rounding a few more corners, I finally find what I was looking for. Walking just a few meters in front of me, carrying a large amount of laundry, was a black haired girl in a maid outfit. Still, I should make sure this is the right person.

"Excuse me, but are you one of the servants working at this academy?"

The maid startles at the sound of my voice, and turning around to look at me, she yelps, falling on her backside and scattering the dirty laundry all over the floor.

"Ah! I'm so sorry!" the girl shouts, bowing her head in apology.

How annoying. Shaking my head, I take her hand and help her get up. "It's fine, I'm no 'noble'." I suppose I might actually count as one, but in my opinion, I'm not. I intend to change that, though. I just need to find a way to conquer this place and regain my old status as Overlord. It's no big deal, really.

The maid blushes as she looks up at me. "Are you new here? I don't think I've ever seen you before," she asks me.

"It would have surprised me if you had. I was only summoned here today, after all."

The maid's eyes widen in surprise. "You were summoned as a familiar? I had heard that one of the nobles summoned a commoner, but I thought that those were just rumors."

Again with that word... I don't particularly feel like correcting her, though, since she is the first person I've met who genuinely seems like a good person. Yes, contrary to popular belief, I don't actually dislike good people. After all, a certain balance has to be maintained. The world wouldn't be able to function with only evil people, just like the world also cannot work with only pure good people. An Overlord is a force of concentrated evil, and because of that, more good people can exist. That is the true reason for our existence.

"Well, while most rumors are just that, some rumors are true. Like this one, obviously," I say.

The maid nods at my words and smiles. "Nice to meet you. I'm Siesta."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Siesta." And I meant it. So far, she has been better company than any of the so-called 'nobles' here, including Louise. I mean no disrespect to my master, of course.

"So... Was there anything you required of me, sir?" Siesta asks.

"Ah, yes. Louise wants these clothes to be washed." Technically, Louise told me to wash them, but she doesn't need to know about that.

Siesta nods understandingly. "Just put them on the... pile... Oh, right," she mutters, as she looks around the hallway, dirty clothing strewn all over the place.

I suppress another sigh. I seem to be doing that a lot, lately. "Here, let me help you," I say, as I bend down to pick up the pieces of clothing from the floor.

"Oh, I couldn't possibly ask-," Siesta began, but I cut her off immediately.

"Don't be ridiculous. It's no trouble at all, so don't worry about it," I assure her. It's not like I have anything better to do, anyway. Some might say this is beneath my station, but really, if I don't have anything else to do, then I might as well do something productive.

Besides, it's not like I need to sleep anymore, either.

And just like that, the night passed, and a new day began.

A/N:

Well, I guess I'll just use this spot to comment on the chapter, and perhaps explain a few things I did.

As you might have noticed, I haven't actually mentioned the Overlord's name anywhere in the chapter. This was done on purpose. After all, the original Overlord didn't have a name either, and I wanted to keep it that way. Actually, I also wanted to keep his face a secret, but it's kind of hard to kiss someone when you're wearing a helmet that's covering your entire face. He's wearing the Harvesting Helmet, along with the Armor of Fire and the Sword of Life-Stealing, in case anyone was wondering. At least I made the Abyss change his appearance. Now we still don't know what he originally looked like. Call it a compromise.

Next, Louise. She might seem a bit out of character initially, but think about it: the Overlord is not Saito. While the other students could laugh at him from a safe distance, it's different when you're standing right in front of him. After Louise safely bound him as a familiar, she reverted back to her usual, tsundere self, though.

Now, as for the Overlord himself... Honestly, I had envisioned him as being very cold and not very talkative. Obviously, his personality ended up being a bit different. But aside from that, this is pretty much how I thought an Overlord with 0% corruption would act; he's more like an anti-hero than an outright villain protagonist.

And yes, I know that the Overlord never encountered any fairies during the actual game. Still, I couldn't resist referencing them. I mean, they're ridiculous, not to mention very annoying. Let's just assume that the Overlord met them somewhere between the events in the original game and Raising Hell. Needless to say, that means that in this story, those events didn't take place right after each other.