Thank you to PervySageChuck for proofreading this!
This is just a little story that popped in my head one night. Hope you like it!
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Years before Yggdrasil launched, Suzuki Satoru, a standard college student up to his ears in debt, nervously went to his first college party. At said party he drank for the first time becoming nearly too drunk to walk.
The drunken Suzuki took a girl named Jasmine to a private room where he got her pregnant.
Three weeks later feeling frustrated with his studies he dropped out never to see his son or Jasmine. His child, Raiden, had never met his father but desperately wanted to. Raiden's only connection to his father was a game his mother had told him of called Yggdrasil.
Today was the last day of Yggdrasil's server and Raiden's last chance to let Momonga know of his existence.
He stood atop a small hill In front of the swamps that held the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. His golden angelic wings fluttered in the background reflecting the sun's light off of his immaculate golden armor which covered his whole body other than his wings.
Beside him stood two world class beauties. To his right was Armina, a busty woman in her early twenties. Her long blonde hair draped down her back between her pure white wings. With bright blue eyes, a motherly smile and a positive alignment of 200 she was the good little angel on his right shoulder.
To his left was her polar opposite, Veronica. She was a fallen angel with red eyes, black hair and a matching set of wings. Her bust was rather impressive and slightly larger than Armina's, painted upon her face was a smile that would make any man fall in love in an instant.
Raiden was looking visibly nervous with jittery movements. "Well guys, what do you think, we have less than five minutes to send this message."
The two women gave no response. Raiden had a habit of treating them as if they were real humans. He was often overprotective of them, even going as far as to sacrifice his life for theirs during raids. In his defense, it was cheaper to allow himself to die than pay for their resurrection.
"No response...as usual." He sighed reading his message to Momonga aloud. Just three words: "I'm your son."
"I need to add more to it than that! Arrgggg!" he placed his hands on his head as he screamed. "What if he doesn't believe me! Why would he? I've never even talked to him before!"
Frustrated with himself for not finding Momonga earlier, he fell backwards onto the ground behind him.
Instead of hitting the ground like he should have everything disappeared other than his followers. It was as if he was falling in a void of nothingness.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, so this is the end of the servers. I guess I'll never meet him." Tears rolled down his cheeks.
Armina and Veronica both began falling as well. "Master!" They flew towards him and wrapped their arms around his waist with a grip that could crush mountains.
Did they just talk? Raiden thought. Wait why have I not been logged out yet?
With no warning, the darkness was lifted and everything became bright. Below him was a large white temple of sorts which stood in the center of a city which radiated an aura of Holiness.
Raiden began falling from the tops of the clouds like a puppet whose strings had been cut. So...tired. He struggled to keep his eyes open. It seemed as if Armina and Veronica had fallen asleep while gripping onto his waist.
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In the center of the capital of the Slane Theocracy was a large temple of pure white. Inside this temple the six Cardinals sat around a large table discussing the imminent threat to humanity, the monster known as Ainz Ooal Gown.
"We need to stop him!" one of the six men present shouted.
"That is clear but we have nothing with which to do so."
"We should use the item left by the six. When he is under our control we could topple his new nation from the inside!"
"That would be the best way to stop him. But with his clear advantage, his mental superiority, I fear we will never be able to gain control of him."
"Than the gods have forsaken us all."
"How could you say such things! You blasphemous traitor!" the man dressed in pure white robes shouted while spitting everywhere.
The room became silent. "Gods save us!"
An audible ringing could be heard coming from above as if something was falling at incredible speeds.
All six looked up towards the ceiling in curiosity. "What is that?"
As the ringing got louder the six got up from their seats and backed up from the table.
The next thing they knew the ceiling broke. A magnificent angel landed upon the center of the table.
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Raiden lay on a large table fading in and out of consciousness. As his eyes opened and closed he heard men screaming.
"The gods have sent us a warrior!"
"He is magnificent! We have truly been sav…"
Raiden's eyes finally closed as he fell unconscious.
When Raiden awoke he was sitting in a room that had metal walls. This was no room, it was a cage for a rabid animal. The room had one door which looked as if it could hold back a dragon. Directly in front of him was a two way mirror. It was clear that he was being watched, but by whom?
Then Raiden noticed a man dressed in full plate armor beside him trying to pull Armina's arms off of him. The knight looked over to the two way mirror and called for help.
Immediately a second knight ran in to help pull her arms off of his waist. They both grabbed her arms and started pulling.
"This bitches' arms won't move!"
Rage boiled up within Raiden for the first time he moved. Grabbing the knight by the throat. Raiden stood up, the girls finally released their grip.
He lifted the knight into the air. The knight began to flail wildly, grabbing Raiden's hand in order to hold himself up.
"Don't you dare…" a voice that was not Raiden's came from under his helm. What is wrong with my voice! And why is the game so real looking. His movements look as if he was real.
Veronica and Armina stood up groggily. "Master…" they said as they rubbed their eyes.
They spoke! He dropped the knight who was now unconscious. The second knight grabbed him and dragged his body out the door.
"Come here." he said, looking at the two.
They rushed over to him and got uncomfortably close.
They respond to commands that are not registered! And that smell… so good! Wait a minute! Smell!? Yggdrasil didn't have such mechanics! Could the game have become real? I must run one final test.
"Veronica, I'm going to touch you." This is for science! That's right I need to do this!
"Yes! Do as you will with my body, master!" She looked a little too excited.
He reached his hand out to her breast which she had nearly shoved in his face. He felt the softness of her breasts. Yggdrasil would never allow this which means...this is real!
Just then one of the Cardinals of the Six Scriptures opened the door and stepped into the cage-like room.
Raiden turned around to face the man who entered the room. "Where am I?" he asked.
"You are in our care. I hope you will forgive us for placing you and your companions in such a terrible place. We had to in case of the possibility that you were hostile."
"Forgive me for assaulting that man. You have got a lot of explaining to do, I want to know everything!"
"Very well. If you would come with me I will explain it all." The man began to walk out the door ushering for Raiden to follow.
Raiden followed the man dressed in white though a long hallway. If I fell into this world does that mean other players are here too. He turned around looking at Veronica who was following him with her impossibly beautiful smile. They really are real… I'm glad I didn't treat them like trash like the other players!
"Is there something you need master?" Veronica said in a voice that made his heart skip more than a few beats.
"...No, I was just checking up on you two."
"Such a caring master!" Armina said joyfully.
Raiden blushed, which couldn't be seen under his helm, as he turned around to continue walking. This is like a dream!
"May I ask your name, sir?" the man in white asked.
"Call me Raiden."
"As you wish."
The man stopped at a large door which he proceeded to open. "This is where we will be discussing matters further."
The room they entered was rather plain with nothing to look at other than the long rectangular table placed in the middle with five men sitting on the opposite side.
Raiden walked in and sat down. Armina and Veronica stood beside him not taking a seat.
Raiden looked at the two. "You may sit."
Armina responded. "It would be disrespectful for us to sit at the same table as our Creator. We will stand as long as it is acceptable."
"Created! What do you mean created!?" one of the cardinals shouted.
Armina replied. "Of course, our master created us." She acted like it was a common occurrence.
"To create life…" the cardinal said to quiet to hear.
Raiden said to the six men who were gathered. "That is beside the point. Tell me what you know."
"Very well." The man in white began explaining about the county he was in as well as the monster who threatened humanity and all other mortal beings with extinction. Never once did he say Ainz's name.
"I see." This monster sounds like another player from Yggdrasil and maybe even these six great gods they spoke of.
"When we prayed to the gods in our time of need you suddenly appeared. We believe they sent you to save us from this monster."
One of the other scripture leaders interjected, "We should test his strength first. It would be a shame if the gods gift were to be killed."
"Yes, yes, you have a point. Raiden-sama, might I ask if you could show us your strength by fighting one of our warriors?"
"I suppose. Who will I be fighting?" This will be a great chance to test my character's power!
The six grouped together to discuss who he would be fighting. After several moments they had decided.
"You will be fighting one of our own. Her name is Zesshi. I will warn you she is considered the strongest human alive!" He smirked.
This should be fun! Raiden did not know why, but the thought of a battle excited him. He was also no longer skittish and nervous over the little things. Maybe I've become like an Archangel in both body and mind.