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Albedo stepped quickly through the third floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. The third floor is the last of the "Upper Grave" floors, it is also known as the Marsh of Decay.

"This place is disgusting." She approached a dilapidated shack near the center.

She pushed the squeaky wooden door open and entered a room crawling with bugs and shadows. Around the room were scattered papers, boney talismans, discarded or brewing potions bottles, and in the center bed was a lump of rags.

"You fool sleeping at a time like this." She said "Get up!"

"KEKEKEA!" the pile on the bed sat up and tilted its head.

Staring back at Albedo was a five-and-a-half-foot scarecrow looking creature. Its body was made from what looked to be tattered burlap, its head was some bizarre triangle sack that limped back at the top. Its mouth looked to have been stitched shut and its eyes were an inky blackness with two darting purple pinpricks floating around. Shadow wisps of steam like gas seemed to leak out of the stitching and zippers around the creature's body and it giggled like a madman.

"Shush." It held a wispy fabric finger up to its lips.

"I don't have time to play around." Albedo sighed.

"Fine, fine!" the creature said as the stitches around its mouth popped open only to reseal each time it closed its 'lips' "What do you want?"

"Lord Momonga has summoned the Guardians to the sixth floor, that includes you, the guardian of Floor Three." Albedo said.

The scarecrow like creature walked with a hunch, it's arms in front of it "Oh Master wants to see all of us, how rare, KEHAHA How fun! Still…"

"What?" Albedo asked.

"I feel like I was sleeping for a long time and only just awoke." it hummed "What interesting magic!"

"I am going deeper to alert the rest." Albedo said "Make yourself quick."

"Right." It snickered

After Albedo left the scarecrow creature held up its hand and created a portal to move to the other floors.

"You're here quickly." It stepped out seeing a pale white girl in a dress "Shalltear."

"I could say the same to you, you annoying like doll." The vampire scoffed.

"It would seem we've all arrived." Albedo walked in with a demonic man.

The creature looked around and saw that the other Guardians had also arrived, Aura and Mare of the Sixth, Cocytus of the Fifth, and now the Seventh Floor Guardian Demiurge. All of them were now standing before a large skeletal man.

"Now Then pledge your loyalty to the Supreme Leader." Albedo told them.

The kneeled in order of their floors.

"Guardian of the First and Second Floors, Shalltear Bloodfallen." The Vampire bowed "I live to serve"

The scarecrow kneeled next "Guardian of the Thrid Floor, Stitchstix Willowind. I live to serve."

The large beetle looking creature bowed next and introduced itself and so the others followed.

"With the exception of Gargantua of Floor Four and Victim of Floor Eight all the guardians have assembled before you." Albedo said "Please give us your orders supreme leader and we shall grant whatever it is you desire."

"…Splendid." The large skeletal master said "Now the Great Tomb of Nazarick is currently in a strange situation, does anyone know of this."

"None of us have anything to report." Albedo said.

The head butler, Sebas, returned and reported that the tomb was now in an unknown grassland.

"I see." The Master said "Demiurge and Albedo, you will be tasked with security up to the tenth level, Stitchstix you will assist them with checking in on the traps. Aura and Mare, can you conceal the tomb?"

"Would covering the walls with soil to camouflage be acceptable?" Mare asked.

"You'd dare to defile the walls of the great tomb with dirt?!" Albedo roared.

"So cranky." The strawman laughed loudly.

"Do not open your mouth so easily Albedo!" Momonga scolded "I am speaking with Mare!"

"I…I apologize." She bowed.

"Kekeke." Stitchstix snickered.

"Mare I think that is a good idea, create some dummy hills as well so it doesn't stand out." Momonga told him "Lastly, I want to ask what sort of individual you all see me as?"

"Why the embodiment of beauty." Shalltear said "There is no other like you."

"An existence stronger than us all." Cocytus said "A being suited to ruling the tomb."

"Magical Genius!" Stitchstix yelled "Smarter than any caster before!"

"Y-You're really nice!" Mare said.

"A most compassionate lord." Aura added.

"Wise, capable of swift action." Demiurge smiled.

"A perfect leader, the one we serve." Albedo said "And the one I love."

"I see…thank you, I will entrust you with the duties." Momonga said.


Later

Stitchstix POV

"Kekeke." I snickered laying a trap on the floor "How long are you going to stare at me from over there?"

"Master…" a voice called.

"Entoma." I turned to look at the bug like Pleiades "What do you want?"

"Do you require any assistance?" she tiled her head, she spoke but her mouth never opened.

"Who do you think you're asking." I glared.

"I apologize." She bowed.

"I didn't mean to sound so harsh my dear." I said "Seeing you just reminds this one of-."

"Mistress SomberEvening?" she asked.

"Yes." I mumbled.

Mistress SomberEvening was the Supreme Being that created me, an Arachne Witch, a master of Hexes and all manner of black magics then slowly she stopped needing of me…and stopped needing of the Tomb all together.

"Entoma who am I?" I asked.

"You are The Guardian of the Third floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the Hex Crafter Stitchstix Willowind." She said "Hmm…yes I see."

"What is it?" I asked.

"You are to meet Lady Albedo at once and prepare for battle." She said.

"Hehe…KEKEKEK!" I laughed as the stiches around my mouth popped "How exciting! I wonder Entoma, how will the people of this world melt to my Hexes! This place is different so strange it is, I can't wait to run all sorts of fun experiments!"

"GATE!" I opened a portal to the upper floors "I leaving to deal with this, I'll leave the rest of the traps to you my dear."

"Of course, Master." Entoma bowed.

I arrived in the main hall and saw Albedo waiting in her full black armor.

"Shall we depart then?" I tilted my head.

"If a single hair on Lord Momonga's head is harmed due to your delay I'll personal pull out every stitch of your body." Albedo said.

"Well good thing he doesn't have hair than! KEKEKE!" I laughed opening another gate "Besides, you wouldn't want to undo my stitching, it would be bad for your health."


AN

Thanks for reading. Feedback is appreciated. Feel free to message me any questions or concerns.

I just watched all of Overlord and now I'm reading it and I really like it, and when I like something I can't help but write about it.

For Stitchstix the inspiration was a little bit of Scarecrow from Batman, a little of the Hoodlums from Rayman 3 and a dash of Greirat from Dark Souls three (Mostly for the hood.)

Till Next Time!