Chapter 01: The Overlord's Eldest
Ains Ooal Gown, the Overlord of the Sorcerer Society, rules the majority of the world. Between his lovers Shalltear and Albedo, he has seven successors. He raised them to a certain age, and then tasked them to complete a task in the real world to increase their own power and prove themselves worthy of his role. One day though, he decreed that the siblings must build their own group of followers and attempt to become the next in line for the throne. The kingdoms exploded into gossip over which child would become the new Overlord. Many expected it to be the eldest of the seven and firstborn to Albedo, Beelzebub Ooal Gown. While the fights raged between the other six, Beelzebub seemed to be nowhere to be found. In fact, he couldn't even be found in the place he was sent to complete tasks at. He'd completely vanished!
The fighting cooled, and the seventh child, born to Shalltear, Elizabeth Ooal Gown, appeared before Ains to claim the right to the throne. A full four month period was made for Beelzebub to claim the throne from her, as he is still the oldest and it was confirmed that he took no part in the Battle of Inheritance that ended Elizabeth's siblings. He didn't appear, no matter which kingdom spread the word across their lands and territories. The period was up, and as the uncontested heir Elizabeth was crowned as the new Overlord. She was bestowed clothing befitting a ruler, and she now wielded the Staff of Ains Ooal Gown swearing an oath to uphold the honor of the guild her father created. This hid her ulterior motives, and once she was truly in charge she began to wage war on the other kingdoms as they supported her siblings and didn't even consider her a candidate. People began to cry out for heroes, but they were all destroyed by her immense power. Ains could only wonder as he watched his daughter destroy the land… where was Beelzebub? He would never stand for the throne he once pined for being taken from him so easily. It's a funny thing about Beelzebub… Elizabeth had taken him into account long beforehand, but what she hadn't counted on… was eventually a human of all people would be her undoing.
A young woman named Erica was training herself to be strong enough to end the tyrant Overlord. Her long flame red hair would flow in the wind as she swung her sword at enemies and guarded allies with her shield. Her silver and navy blue armor showed her heroic nature. One day she decided to visit the Balrog Mausoleum after hearing reports of an unknown source of magic there. The monsters she encountered were far different from the norm, meaning something was amiss inside. She fought her way down the floors of the dungeon, and made her way to the bottom floor where a guardian hiding rare treasures would be lurking. What she found… was a peculiar black box with rune carvings in it. It didn't even come up to her knee, but she could sense immense magic power within it. Was it a chest? Was it a trap? She tapped it with her sword, nothing. She smacked her shield against it, nothing. She touched the rune on the top of it, and the runes roared to life with a red glow showing writing.
"-STRIKE WITH THY STEEL THE CREST OF GOWN, AND AWAKEN THE GREAT DEMON-" the writing told, and Erica was puzzled.
"Crest of Gown? What on earth is it talking about?" Erica muttered to herself.
She then spotted a switch on the wall ahead of her. She walked to it and pulled it down making the center area begin to spin. A needle came down from above as another needle made the box rise and float with two corners touching the needles. As the needles spun so did the box and its glowing runes. There she saw what the box meant… the runes, when spun very fast, made the crest of Ains Ooal Gown appear! She readied her sword, and leapt out over the area yelling as she cut the crest in two. The crest shattered, and then the box exploded knocking her to a wall of the room as demonic energy raged through the chamber and then shot skyward shattering through to the surface turning the sky red making a black moon appear in the sky. A sinister laugh began to ring through the mausoleum as Erica tried to gather her bearings. The energy was so bright she could barely see, but just barely she could make out a pitch black figure standing in the center of the torrent.
It undulated shapes, and then the energy calmed down eventually vanishing. Now standing there was a skinny and deathly pale young adult with very spiky black hair that'd reach his shoulders if it didn't spike, blood red eyes, a small black pair of wings on his hips, and tiny horns on the sides of his head. He wore black dress shoes, navy blue denim pants with a black belt bearing a wallet chain coming from the right pocket, a white button-up shirt sloppily untucked with the top two buttons undone exposing his collarbone, the collar popped, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a golden bracelet on his left wrist, a ring indicating he's from Ains Ooal Gown on his right ring finger, and silver dragon earrings bearing sapphire gems to appear that they're coiled around a sphere. There was no mistaking that visage… she now stood before Beelzebub Ooal Gown! He turned to look at her over his shoulder at her making her flinch becoming tense in preparation for battle…
"Yo." he casually greeted with a wave and she about fell over from confusion.
"A-Are you Beelzebub Ooal Gown…?" Erica asked nervously, still recovering from his greeting.
"Yeah that's my full name, but I prefer just Beel. Much easier to remember, don't you think?" Beel replied picking his ear.
"I… uh… kinda figured you'd be more… intimidating… you know…" Erica nervously stated.
"Hah? Intimidating? Why be intimidating when I can be approachable for subjects to come talk to? I like knowing if something's wrong, so I dress casually like this so they aren't super nervous to come talk to me." Beel smiled giving a thumbs up.
"I've never seen clothes like that before…" Erica spoke frankly.
"Really? My mom told me that in the place my dad was from clothes like these were commonplace. I like how comfy the pants are, personally." Beel spoke patting his pockets.
"You're… absolutely nothing like the legends tell…" Erica stated flabbergasted.
"Ah, you're another of those people who believe the legends that hype me up to be a super badass. Yeah, no, I prefer to be social and carefree. It's why I didn't give a damn about the throne of Ains Ooal Gown." Beel laughed waving his hand in front of his face and Erica dropped her sword and shield blinking in disbelief.
"I came to this place, find who should be our savior… and he's like this…" Erica muttered falling to her knees putting her hands on the floor in despair.
"Savior? The hell happened while I was in there?" Beel asked confused walking to her squatting down.
"Your sister Elizabeth is the Overlord, and she's a tyrant! She's already destroyed two kingdoms!" Erica explained in a panic.
"Wow that definitely sounds like Ellie. How she won against our other siblings is a mystery though. Well, unless she manipulated Kerry into thinking she was going to be her obedient little doll if she killed the others and spared her. I always knew her sister complex would come back to bite her in the ass." Beel theorized with a finger on his chin.
"Please… can you knock her off the throne and give a benevolent ruler to this wounded world?!" Erica pleaded clasping her hands together.
"You see… I can… but I don't think I will…" Beel reasoned scratching his butt.
"What?! Why not?!" Erica demanded to know.
"It's a lot of work… plus she's probs got a huge following being an ironing board that's barely taller than my waist, lots of guys love gals like that… plus she's likely got pop's staff. That'll make her a pain to fight." Beel replied standing and stretching.
"Please! You must!" Erica pleaded standing.
"For one, I haven't accomplished what pop told me to do. That's the number one thing we gotta do to maintain eligibility." Beel replied shrugging his shoulders.
"What? Well, what did he tell you to do?" Erica asked.
"He told me to get married." Beel explained shrugging his shoulders sighing, and Erica took a step back in shock.
"M-Married?!" Erica asked almost scared to go near him.
"Yep. All because I called him 'Bone Daddy' one time too… he'll deny it, but I know for a fact that's why he did it. Pop seriously hates nicknames of all things… then again he's not too fond of me calling him 'pop' either." Beel commented picking his ear with his pinky.
"So, if you accomplish that task you'll beat her?" Erica asked.
"I might consider it… depends on how bad sis is being as a ruler… that or if someone makes me one heck of a deal." Beel replied scratching his cheek looking up.
"Then… I'll be your bride! In return, you must aid me in defeating her!" Erica exclaimed, and Beel began checking her out with a hand to his chin. Erica didn't like where his gaze was focusing, but she couldn't mess this up.
"Hmm… category scores of 9/10, 10/10, 7/10, and one ungraded category…" Beel spoke, and Erica got red with rage.
"What do those categories translate to…?" Erica growled through her teeth.
"Armor sense, Weapon sense, and Equipment practicality. What did you THINK they translated to?" Beel replied raising an eyebrow.
"What do those categories even mean?" Erica asked calming down a bit.
"Armor sense is how you chose your armor. Instead of armor that's stylish or shows off your physique you went with a full-body set minus the helmet. Weapon sense is basically choosing a weapon that is effective for you to use rather than just choosing a weapon based on what you've seen be good in battle. You chose a sword and shield, and judging by your build that was an excellent choice. Equipment Practicality is how it effects your combat ability. The skirt of your body armor impedes your legs meaning you move slower than if you had body armor that didn't have the skirt. As far as the rest goes it's perfect for your body and combat style." Beel explained.
"Then why is Armor Sense 9/10?" she asked.
"You don't have a helmet, duh. Someone gets by your shield and sword, what's protecting your head from serious damage? A helmet at least cushions some of the blow a sword can do." Beel explained, and she became a little steamed again.
"I can only do so much with the pay I get for jobs at the guild, okay?" Erica scolded, and Beel smiled shrugging his shoulders.
"Humans…" Beel chuckled.
"So… do we have a deal? I'll be your bride if you save the world from your tyrant sister?" Erica nervously demanded.
"Hmm… what do I get out of marrying you?" Beel asked looking out of the corner of his eye.
"What?" Erica asked blushing a bit.
"You know… what are you qualifications? Skills? Hobbies? Favorite foods? Favorite books? I'm not just going to marry any old gal, you know. The reason it's taking me so long is I want someone I can actually come to care for." Beel replied bluntly.
"You're… a decent guy…" Erica commented slumping over in despair, and Beel simply raised an eyebrow. She had to live with the fact that this was Beelzebub Ooal Gown… and that this was her only chance of getting him to help her.
End Chapter 01