A/N:Hey! Boyy2k here, this here is an idea that I got from oblivion2991, a crossover between Code Geass and Overlord.(the anime) If this is news to you, well... Either you're in the wrong place or you're just clicking as you go. Not bad, but not good. More meh. Anyways, you are expected to have at least basic understanding of both concepts, so if you don't, then you may well end up confused.


Prologue: What the hell?


Bulat's POV

I grin behind my VR headgear as my avatar flies through the skies of Vanaheim, moving past the various trash monsters while my NPC follows behind me. I shoot past the yellow acid clouds, moving happily underneath the moonlight, just enjoying the final moments of YGGDRASIL.

Speaking of, let me check the clock. I raise my hand to my face and tap my wrist, bringing up the clock.

23:47:18

I lower my hand and my grin turns into a fond smile as the sound of my follower slashing through the various monsters behind us reaches my ears. It's been twelve years since this game to the world, and I've been with it for eleven of them. I might not have family or many friends, with how much I need to work with managing my company, but this game, it had me hooked from day one, while every other one kept my attention for about a month. I took on the role of teacher/support unit for most newbies shortly after I became a level 100 character, if only to fill the lack of real social life I have.

I begin flying up and level off a few minutes later, well above the clouds, and slightly outside Vanaheim's stratosphere. I hear the wingbeats of my NPC behind me, and cast a glance at her.

I created her as a Demon alongside a friend I made early on in the game, Momonga. He and Esdeath on multiple occasions tried to convince me to join Ainz Ooal Gown, due to my status as a Heteromorphic and position in society, not to mention my skills, but I always declined, seeing as I enjoy being without a guild. Still, I offered them my services, since I call them friends, and in turn, Esdeath helped me design my lance, Heaven's Pride, while Momonga helped me design Lynnae.

She was designed by me, as I rarely have a chance to show my own artistic talent, to look like an angel.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, charming smile, light eyebrows, and a heart shaped face. She has a more demonic appearance, but currently, the two of us are in demi-angel/demon forms, which grants wings, without changing our physical forms further. Naturally, strength is diminished accordingly as a result.

Momonga designed her personality with me, and boy, if she were alive… I'd want to tear my hair out before wanting to hate her, and then loving her to death… She is everything I find irritating and everything I find calming.

Talk about a contradiction given form. But, she is almost as strong as I am, thanks to all the money I've funneled into her.

I look back up at the four moons above us, before checking my friend list, checking to see if I want to bother anybody.

Hm. Momonga is logged in. Ezzy might be logged in, but that damn ring of his is too good at its job. Looks like Herosama and Yllgros both deleted their accounts. Damn. I think, wondering who to call.

I debate before ringing Momonga, waiting calmly as the [Message] goes through.

"Bulat-san? It's been a while since you last called, and you haven't met up with us here in nearly a year," Momonga says in greeting. I roll my eyes and snort as I smirk.

"Really, Momonga? No 'how've you been,' not a word on my achievements?" I reply with some snark. "Well, I haven't shown up because I've been so busy fending off people throwing themselves at me with marriage proposals. It's so tedious, being the wealthiest man alive." I heave a sigh.

Being rich makes it hard to go anywhere where nobody knows me, and harder to find somebody to love. Oh, if Esdeath were actually a woman IRL. Shame.

"I didn't mean it like that, Bulat-san, but it is good to hear from you," He replies, his voice amused. "And I am truly sorry for you. I am known nowhere, while nobody doesn't know you. Oh, if only we could switch positions in the world."

"Please, at least then I might be able to find a woman who wouldn't love my money over me," I reply in irritation, crossing my arms, tracing the outline of the yellow moon above me with my eyes.

"Have you met humanity? Women love either power, money, or strength more than anything. Something dependable. Men are much the same, now that I think on it," Momonga replies, making me shake my head and sigh.

"Yeah, I've given myself that lecture, Momonga," I retort mildly. "By the way, where's Ezzy? He should be with you, right?" I do find it curious that Momonga picked up quite so quickly. If he is with Esdeath he likely would have taken longer to do so.

"I'm afraid that Esdeath-san isn't around right now. He said he'd be here, but when the game has only five minutes left, he still has yet to appear," He replies, bitterness coating his voice. "Herohero-san was here earlier, but he left a little while ago. Apparently, his work is killing him these days, so he couldn't stay up."

I nod, though Momonga can't see it.

"I doubt that Esdeath intended to make a liar of himself. He just very likely didn't notice today is YGGDRASIL's last day. He is a bit of an airhead at times, after all," I note with a smirk. Momonga chuckles from his end, and I imagine him nodding. "Anyhow, I just wanted to say thanks for everything. Couldn't have survived so long without the two of you. Call me IRL, and I'll hook you up with a good job, okay?"

"Thanks for the offer. I'll be sure to call, though," He replies with some sadness. "See ya, Bulat-san."

"Later, Momonga," I reply as I cut the [Message]. I lift my wrist again and check the clock.

23:58:43

I lower my wrist, before looking back at Lynnae, admiring her features for a moment before folding my wings and falling backwards towards the planet, slowly gaining speed. I open my eyes after several seconds, finding myself plummeting towards Vanaheim's surface, though I doubt I have the time to get anywhere near it. I continue to fall and hear Lynnae's wings beating the air as she keeps pace with my falling body.

I check the clock again one last time.

23:59:57

I close my eyes, saying my final goodbye's to YGGDRASIL.

58…

59…

00:00:00

01…

02…

03…

Rather than hearing the drone of the computers that I normally would on coming out of YGGDRASIL, I hear wind rushing past my ears, and feel my shoulder length hair flapping about my face. My eyes pop open, shocking me as I see an ocean approaching at high speeds. I shout in surprise, feeling extra appendages on my back as well. I look over my shoulder to see a pair of dark purple wings attached to my back, nearly causing my eyes to pop out of my head.

Perhaps I should arrest my fall before trying to figure out what the hell is happening? I think to myself as I shake my head, spreading my wings in an instant, catching on the air. My lower body swings forward and down nearly instantly, and I flap my wings several times to regain my balance. I look up to see a single pale blue moon in the sky, surrounded by hundreds of stars, taking my breath away as my wings continue to beat.

A light chuckle reaches my ears as I stare, my mouth fallen open.

"You always quite so easy to shock, milord Bulat?" A delicate voice taunts lightly, drawing my gaze to the being next to me that I failed to notice. I look at Lynnae as she smirks, her eyes dancing with mirth, and a promise to never let me live this down. "I might just have to record this as an anomalous event." I stare at her in shock.

Okay, reboot, brain. I think as I close my eyes and fold one arm across my chest and resting my other arm on it, covering most of my face with my free hand. So, it seems that I've been booted into my character's body, Lynnae is now actually alive, and I'm above an ocean that didn't exist prior to now. I heave a sigh as my brain runs through everything that could have happened, Lynnae thankfully not commenting. So, it is possible that this is YGGDRASIL II, but unlikely, considering that if we who stayed were forced into the beta version, it would reflect terribly on the company. On the same account, I can feel the wind against my skin, and can smell the salt in the water below me. I have confirmed all of my senses, and since there is no dulling of them, that means that I can say this would be even more illegal. The law dictates that VR companies cannot make VR into a state that may be confusable with reality. So they can't allow much of a sense of touch, and no sense of taste or smell.

I look up again, frowning deeply.

But then the only real alternative is that this is reality. I think as I try to find a solution. If I were to think of anything that could disprove that… The only thing that comes to mind is to test the R-18 rating of YGGDRASIL, but then if I'm wrong and this is YGGDRASIL II… Which is worse, never being able to determine if I'm awake, or being forced out of YGG II? I think deeply for a moment before coming to a conclusion.

"Lynnae," I call, looking at her. She tilts her head and smirks.

"Yes, milord Bulat?" She asks snarkily. I roll my eyes as I smile lightly.

"Where is the greatest number of people near us?" I ask, looking into her eyes. She hmms and puts a finger to her chin, looking up slightly.

"I'd say… That way!" She declares happily as she points left. I shrug and nod, beginning to move in the direction she directed.

"Be sure to keep up," I order, my wings picking up speed as I accelerate.


I watch as the land mass that Lynnae showed me to appears closer and closer, though it appears it is nearly morning. Hopefully nobody noticed Lynnae's yellow-white wings, but I digress. We approach swiftly and land some distance away from the city.

I stand from my near crash landing to the cackling of my companion, who found my floundering hilarious for some reason. I glare at her for several moments before trying to assume my human form.

I feel my wings retract into my back, and several bones pop into place slightly painfully, before sighing as I smile.

"Well, we hit land," I comment, receiving a derisive snort from my demonic ally. I glance at her and smile. "Well, you assume your human form too, come on." She pouts at me, but my red eyes hold no mercy in them. She gives up after a moment or two, closing her eyes and causing her wings to retract, looking much the same as she did beforehand.

Somewhat classy suit with pants rather than a skirt, C-cup breasts, perfectly proportioned hourglass figure most would kill for, and the face of a seventeen year old. That makes me freeze as I remember something.

Didn't I write my character at the age of an Angel's equivalent of eighteen years? I think in horror as I realize the overly hormonal years are exactly where I am. For the next eight hundred years… Hellfire and God's blessings, I hated this period of life, but at least I had hope for it to be quick back then!

I unfreeze as I hear Lynnae talking.

"Well, what now, milord?" She asks, smirking once again. "Shall we dance in the meadows and frolic with Humans?" I tilt my head ruefully as I smile.

"Eventually to the second, not so much for the first one," I say, preparing myself for an explosion of rage from my next request, praying that I'm wrong about that, and right about not being in YGG II. I cough, my cheeks heating up slightly, drawing her curious eyes. "Um, Lynnae… Would you mind if I, um, perhaps…"

"What?" I meet her eyes as her smirk falls and her face becomes perfectly curious.

"Um, may I perhaps… MayItouchyourbreasts!" I shout swiftly, trying to get it over with as my face becomes a tomato. I freeze as I realize I've signed my death warrant. However, after several moments where Lynnae deciphers what I said, she merely blinks, before giggling and approaching me, her hips swaying just enough to draw my eyes.

"Well, well, well, milord Bulat, I've finally managed to corrupt the mighty 'General of the Heavens,' eh?" She asks, pulling my eyes up to see her face flushed, with a satisfied smirk deadset on her lips. She stops right in front of me, clasping her hands behind her back, making her chest press against her black suit jacket even more than normal. "Well, go on, then!"

You shouldn't be okay with this at all! I think in both panic and relief, before I remember something from when I designed her with Momonga. Didn't I write in that she's unconditionally in love with me? Oh, that makes this make slightly more sense.

I clear my throat, my cheeks still well flushed, mentally preparing myself for what I'm about to do.

I lift my hand, before hesitantly touching her chest, nearly pulling back when she seizes my wrist and presses it into her breast. I cough as I meet her eyes, which are darkened by a haze of lust, delight, and love, I would suppose. Well, still here...

I suppose that this means that this means this is not YGGDRASIL 2.0… That probably means that we've been transported into an entirely new world at this point. Of course, it could be that we simply don't have restrictions anymore, but I'd rather think that we are in a new world. More fun that way. I think, my hand squeezing almost reflexively, causing Lynnae to moan in shy delight… I am not a pervert…

"So then, milord Bulat, will we be having our first time here?" She says in a sultry tone, belying the massive blush on her face. I become impossibly redder at her words, my heart reaching speeds impossible for any human to live through.

Or maybe it would be better to say cause a human to have a sudden nosebleed.

It's right now that I recall she is a Demon Empress, and also just as much a virgin as me… Don't judge me, I didn't want to sleep with people who only wanted my money! Shut up!

I cough again, before gently extricating my hand, taking hers in mine before letting it go hesitantly.

"No, for now we need to know where we are. We should find a settlement of some kind." I reply calmly, failing to slow my mile a minute heartbeat. Lynnae nods, looking incredibly disappointed. She looks around, using her innate ability to sense life to find the largest settlement near us.

She begins walking roughly south, prompting me to follow. We walk on for quite a while, moving slowly through the forest around us, as the sun rises above us.

It takes about another half hour before we reach a settlement, and boy is it amazing. Well, if you ignore all the ghettos spread about around the shining upper class settlement, it is amazing. If you count them, then not in so much.

The rich sector appears to have towering buildings, incredible architecture, and a lot of white light refraction. The ghettos. Fallen buildings, run down streets, most of the place seems festering with suffering, which at such a close distance I can now sense. The shining settlement is filled with feelings of supremacy at places, and others are simply people trying to get along, and suffering just the same as the ghettos.

I frown, and sense Lynnae at my side tense as a result. I look at her to see rage smoldering in her eyes.

"Tell me, milord Bulat, shall I execute all these humans for their crimes?" She asks, her hands clenched so tightly they appear pure white. I smile gently at her and shake my head.

"We must find out what these people have done before passing judgement, milady Lynnae," I reply calmly. She squeaks and her face flushes, her iris' contracting as she looks away from me. I tilt my head in confusion, but dismiss it as unimportant at the moment. "We march, onwards!"


I look around me at the area I've found myself. It appears that Lynnae and I resemble the people in this place well enough that nobody is sparing us a second glance. Well, nobody except the pickpockets on the edges of the alleyways.

Naturally, one glare from Lynnae and they all move on very quickly. I still feel that this place is familiar, however, so I stopped one of the patrolling police officers and asked where the nearest library is. I could have sifted through one of the brains of the people around us, but that would be morally questionable.

I'd rather just ask.

Thankfully, the one we stopped was a nice one who smiled a lot. He gave us clear directions, and even offered to take us there, since it was in the way of his route. We politely declined, and thanked him.

I would have given him a coin from YGGDRASIL, but I have no idea if it is even worth anything, or worth an excessive amount.

"Lynnae, make a note that we need to visit an appraiser at some point," I tell her, gaining a snort.

"Sure, you lazy ass," she snarks. "Do you want me to carry you to our next destination as well?" I simply smirk at her over my shoulder before walking onwards. We arrive at the library in shortly. I grin as I smell the scent of books the moment we enter. I have always been a sucker for books, and they have them in droves here, unlike back in the past world I was in.

I walk over to the desk and ask for a guest pass, which thankfully this one gives. Guess that this society is at the very least somewhat polite to those in a suit.

I could feel the envy of people as we walked through the streets, since our suits were made of high quality materials, and perfectly pressed. Guess that last bit is a perk of being an angel, or demon in Lynnae's case. I calmly walk through the quiet air of the building and find a computer in a corner, sitting down with Lynnae taking a place unceremoniously on my lap, completely ignoring my objections as she lays her head on my shoulder, keeping a watch on if anyone will try to sneak up on us.

I force down my blush and log into the computer, before getting onto this world's version of the internet, and searching for recent news.

Much to my surprise, I am practically in the past, though it appears that history has had a much different turn that what I'm used to thinking of, mainly the American Revolution failing. The main countries I've found are known as the Holy Britannian Empire, the Chinese Federation, and Europa United. I wonder why they didn't go with European Union, it's so much simpler to think about.

I have to keep my face straight as I read about the ways that the nobles of Britannia extort the people, about the Empire of Britannia and its dated idea of social Darwinism. Subduing countries by force and stripping them of their names and pride, demoting them to simple numbers. Perhaps it might work in the short run, but it will only spread corruption in the long run. Then again, every way of doing things will do that, unless an immortal takes up dictatorship. In which case, perhaps a kingdom could last forever.

I read about the recent events that have been taking place in Japan, or Area 11, as it is called here, specifically Tokyo Settlement. The death of a Britannian Prince, the Purist faction fracturing at the revelation that one of their own might be harboring dirty secrets. Ooh, plot twist. Then the terrorist Zero on the same day claiming responsibility for killing the Prince, Clovis, rather than letting an Eleven take the fall.

I give him full props for style, that suit, while maybe not the best, and maybe belonging on a pole if on the right figure, it really is a nice getup.

However, from what I can tell, he's been silent since, and it appears that one Princess Cornelia is going to be coming as replacement Viceroy of Area Eleven. I wonder where I rank in this world for power? Might make it interesting to see if I can get into any good fights. Though, maybe I can find something on par with me online. Who knows? Let's find out about modern weaponry.

After several minutes, I find myself incredibly, underwhelmed. I have found the specifications of these machines called 'Knightmares,' which are giant humanoid robots with guns or lances. The best ones don't even come close to me, and they are said to be walking armies with the right pilot.

Absolutely pathetic. Their specs are too slow, and no human could keep up with my fastest speed if these Knightmare's are anything to go by. What a pity. But perhaps there is more to this world than meets the eye. After all, nothing really good gets to the public.

"We're leaving, Lynnae," I inform her as I log off the computer. She stands swiftly and moves towards the exit. I follow, returning the guest pass at the main desk. I have sufficient data for what I need.

I have no interest in conquering that which is weak, but perhaps one day I'll find worthy opponents. Well, regardless, I'm going to find this Zero. Perhaps he'll give me some manner of entertainment. I let a small smile take place on my face as I put my hands in my pockets as we walk down the street.

I can hardly wait.


You can expect that he plot of Code Geass will be roughly followed, but certain events and things will crop up that aren't there in the anime(of course, you will not be able to expect Bulat and Lynnae to leave well enough alone, so yeah.

By the way, Esdeath is not my OC, that 'honor' belongs to oblivion2991. Regardless, hope you enjoyed, if you feel the need, leave a review, leave a flame, I have either listened to them cause they're right(and some have been[1])or I pick them to pieces. Some of them have been innately stupid.[3]

Later!

~Boyy2k