This is my first Overlord fanfiction story, and I thought 'what if I made a funny story about this OC and make things interesting?' So this is what I got so far, enjoy.

The end of Yggdrasil was but a few minutes away, maybe around ten to five minutes and everyone were doing when the end of a game happens. Either they sell their equipment and their hard earned money, log out forever or simply have a last chat with anyone interested.

Though, one stubborn player didn't do any of that. He was out in the field, trying desperately to finally reach the highest level before everything came to an end.

"Come on! Just die already and let me reach his level!" He yelled towards the level 92 Giant Lord. His character was level 99 and he only needed to finish this one mob to achieve his goal.

The young man playing behind his created character was no other than Ishida Nomira. A twenty year old man, that spent every night that he could playing the one game that hooked him.

He worked at the mall during the day, he had to admit that it didn't gave him that much money or it was the most admirable of jobs, but if it helped him pay the bills and still let him donate some money to the one game that he enjoys, then he was okay with it.

In the family department, he... was not that loved. Younger sister hated him, parents turned a blind eye on him. Though he didn't care, the only time his sister ever cared for him was around ten years ago when she needed money to buy something for herself. He, being the older brother, helped her out and never heard of her again.

Well, he did heard from her, but it was on model magazines. Apparently, the money that he gave her was to give her a head start in her singing career. A few times, when he watched TV, there were a few interviews about her. When asked who helped her out, she replied that she didn't had any help whatsoever.

If that wasn't a stab in his warm heart, then he didn't know. A few times she tried to contact him before, all ignored by him. Never left a voice mail or message to him, so he thought it was once again a loan from him.

"Come on! One! Last! Skill!" He shouted as he pulled of the last attack and the Giant dissipated leaving behind a Divine class weapon behind. It was the blade he longed and the experience he craved.

"Finally! Level 100! And a new blade to use!" He said while equipping the long blade on his back. Looking at its stats, it was in just a bit stronger than his long sword, although a bit slower for the extra power. But it had an unique ability that was super effective against Giant type mobs.

He opened his character stats and distributed the last remaining points towards his strength and agility.

"You've come a long way Kenta... And now we can finally take down that magic caster, Momonga!" He said with confidence as he looked at his profile.

Kenta is a humanoid werewolf of the heteromorphic race. He is mainly a warrior that could yield both normal swords and great swords, but he also knew a few spells thanks to his rival. He wasn't so keen on the bow, but in every class they would learn how to use a bow, with the exception of Magic Casters.

His main attributes were that of strength and agility. Strength to grant him power and to wield swords effectively and Agility to dodge attacks and to increase his overall speed.

Ishida absolutely despised shields, not because of a grudge, it's because his character was a werewolf not a turtle hiding in his shell.

Concerning on his gear, all of his equipment were classified as Legendary with his long sword and newly acquired great sword being classified as Divine.

Appearance wise, Kenta has medium light brown hair with a messy fashion, his eyes were light brown as well. His body is not fit or jacked up at all, this is a strategical thinking on Ishida's part to confused the enemy to think that he's weak only to then be fatally surprised. The only parts that tell you that he's a werewolf are his spiky dog ears on top of his head, his fluffy light brown tail and his long claws. On contrary of other characters, he didn't had any scars or war paint, because Ishida didn't felt like implementing that on his creation.

For Kenta clothes, Ishida opted for two sets. The first one is his legendary equipment, consisting of dragonic armor, they highest tier that granted the most damage output from weapons of all classes, it was his go to armor when going to expeditions or to hunt other players that thought it was a good idea to attack starting heteromorphic classes. His other set consisted of a look of a small caliber swordsman, mainly used when he wanted to talk to normal players without giving them the impression of him wanting to fight.

The dragonic armor, consisted of finely gathered dragon scales and fused with obsidian to created a blood red armor that was both light and durable, of course you had the heavy armor made from those same scales, but that would hinder the movement speed of a werewolf, so he opted using the light armor instead for both mobility and defensive capabilities. In a few spots of the armor there had black rough spikes to imitate the dragons that he'd slain to gather the resourcers

His normal attire consisted of a rather plain look, a sleeveless leather chest armor with ragged pants and bandages over both his hands and feet. He would sometimes switch his strengthened dragonic sword with a greater classed katana that looked like a wooden pole if not for the blade to be concealed by a wooden sheath and its handle made of wood.

The overall stats of the katana wasn't that great despite being a greater class weapon with its low damage output and piercing strikes, but it out shined any of the remaining weapons of the same class with the highest critical damage thanks to its concealable nature.

"So now I'm level 100. What the hell am I suppose to do now?" He said to himself as he sat his character on the ground. He could contact his frien- Never mind. He didn't had friends in the game, despite being friends with his rival that he went great lengths to remove him from his friends list. He left his guild not by being excluded, but for him to get stronger and face Momonga once more.

They were rivals, despite Momonga saying that they weren't. He was in his guild for three months, it was a wonderful experience, but he ultimately left though he kept helping them with the coding of a few NPC around the Great Tomb of Nazarick a few times.

23:56:27

"Maybe I still have time to reach the old guild in time..." He said as the trip was actually a five minute rush, even with all the speed buffs that he had. But maybe the extra stat boost could help him reach it closer and see it one last time.

Ishida commanded his character to start running towards the old base. Each ten seconds passed he became less hopeful to reaching it, even putting his casual armor along the way to give him more speed.

He did consider transforming into his werewolf form, but that would make him lose mana faster with all the buffs he putted to speed himself up. He let it go to see if he actually could reach the place without resorting to transform. Plus he was low on food and when his transformation ends his character will become famished to the point that he'll pass out for a few hours. The same hours that he doesn't have.

23:58:46

He was still nowhere near the swamp region and just to see the putrid swamp he would need two more minutes and then an additional minute to reach the base.

"What's the point..." He said while making his character stop. "There's no way in hell I can challenge Momonga in time or even reach that swamp area." His cheery mood dropped completely.

Ishida is a very optimistic person, but even he sees that its no use to make Kenta walk anymore. He made him simply lay down on the grass field. Even though Ishida could see through the eyes of Kenta, everything was just a virtual reality. A reality that he wanted to stay, for it was his only escape of the real world

But, now that the game was about to end... This reality that he was accustomed, this reality that made him feel like a different person than what the real world would see. It sheltered him, it nurtured him and it taught him.

"Heh... I bet you'll stay here until the very end, right Momonga?" He said while he saw the time.

23:59:45

"I think I'll do the same. *Yawn* I still can't believe that it's coming to an end..." He said as the seconds ticked down.

"Had some goddamn good times here with you pal. And I'm sure as hell I'm going to miss it."

23:59:55

"I'll head to bed once we're out of the game with a forceful logout. Maybe then I'll think on what I should do to get more money..." He thought to himself as he closed his eyes to the impending end.

00:00:00

In Ishida's room, his phone rang and a voice message from his sister was left behind. It played on its own.

"Hey bro... I really need to talk to you. It's about us... There's something in my chest I wanted to tell you for a long time, but I couldn't because of... You know. I called you so many times, but you never answered back. Please, when you hear this, talk to me."

Her voice echoed on the room, the room with the absented Ishida that no longer was there.

Ishida's P.O.V

00:00:12

"What?" I said out loud as I looked around, the grassy field was no longer there, it was a booming forest that housed a few different types of trees. "Where am I?" I said while I looked around. This was so much different from where I was just a few seconds ago.

"Did I get randomly teleported before they closed the servers?" A little longer of looking I saw that nobody was around. "Maybe a GM should b- Wait. Wait one second. The servers shut down, so why am I still in the game?" I said while I looked at my hands. Yup, this is still the same Kenta's body that I created.

"Alright... Lets think this through. I was lying down on a grassy field, that much I remember. If I was teleported, then I should've heard the teleporting sound that usually is in the game. It passed midnight, so the servers should be shut down and forced people to log out. But I'm still here. So... Did they extended the shut down or did something else happened?"

I started to try and call a GM. Naturally in this situations they would explain to me what is happening.

...

[Connection Failed]

"What!? Alright, keep cool. This happens sometimes, lets try again.

...

[Connection Failed]

"Okay that's the second time, maybe the third time's the charm?"

...

[Connection Failed]

"Alright... What the fuck is going on!? They aren't this lazy! Heck, they even pick up on the second try! So what gives?" I said while I looked at a tree enraged.

"Wait... Where's my health and mana bars? Where's the clock and calendar? Where's the log out button!? Where's my menu button!?" I tried many things to make the options to appear, but nothing happened.

"Okay... Let me get this straight. I'm not back at my place. I'm on a different world being my character and I'm clueless on many things." I said while looking around and sucking my lips.

"Fucking awesome!" Now in the shoes of another person, I would be freaking out. But my god, my optimism sometimes amazes me. "So, how do I access my inventory? I have a shit ton of stuff in there, and I would rather not lose my dragonic armor." I said as I extended my hand on the air and it passed through a wormhole. "Wha..."

I looked inside the strange portal and saw that all my stuff was in there.

"Heck yeah! Everything's here! Glad I didn't sold anything while I still had the chance, sucks to be the other players that did it!" I said before realizing something. "Wait... I can't be the only one here then. I bet many others stood behind even after the servers shut down... Hmm..." I got to think carefully now.

"If there are scattered players from Yggdrasil, then I bet they are somewhere around this world. Or not, who am I to be sure of?" I said while looking at Kent-, almost screwed that up, since I'm Kenta now. I'm a freaking humanoid werewolf, in a strange new world, where I don't know anything.

"I wonder if I can still use my skills and all of that." I said while I checked my great sword on my back, still there just like my second sword. Now my next questions is gonna be...

"Where should I even go? And before that, do I even have anything worthwhile to eat in my inventory?" I rummaged it a bit before recovering a potato soup that I stored for later, is this thing even edible?

I shut myself up and started to pour the contents of the bowl down my throat, it wasn't bad, but at the same time it wasn't that fulfilling.

"Okay, grub is gone. Now lets see if I can actually use a weapon. Gotta know if this body still retains the countless hours of work poured into it." I took out my sword from the sheath and prepared myself to strike at the nearest tree.

[Halfmoon Strike] I mentally said to myself that and I automatically did a mighty swing, chopping down several trees in one go.

I whistled to myself as I did that with no problem.

"Lets see if a normal attack works then." I said once more and I cut two more trees in a wild way. I was even surprised that I could that with ease.

"Well, I can't really say I'm impressive. I mean, anyone can just cut a few trees if they have enough power. So unless I find some kind of powerful monster, this is just pathetic." I said while starting to move in one random direction, I could go in any other, but as a friend of mine once said 'If you're a beast, just go east!' Except I don't even know if I'm going east because I don't have a freaking compass.

I walked and walked, and there was just the trees and vegetation around me. It was... Nice. Even the wind had a different flavor than the one on the city.

A few creatures appeared and glared at me, a few were foxes and what not. If they think that they can intimidate, well I can only respond with a big 'I don't care' and keep going with my way. Once you have to go every night back home with a job that is decent you get the notion of not caring and a knife pointing at you on a alleyway makes you develop some form of courage, that or big nuts. Or foolishness.

Anyway as I kept walking, I was able to see the end of the forest. Once out, I was back to a grassy field, and boy did I enjoy the feeling on my feet.

"Either my feet are impenetrable or this grass isn't stabbing them at all. I love it!" I said as I continued to walk before I was able to see some structures on the distance. "I wonder what kind of NPCs are there."

As I walked towards the village, I saw that a few adults were looking at me terrified. Like they are seeing some kind of enemy or evil creature. I don't have any passive on right?

I then remembered that I always had the [Wolf Aura] on. A passive that lets me be a bit faster while insuring a threatening aura to everyone. I remember that I just needed to tap three times on the ground with my feet to cancel it. If I need it again I'll just repeat the process again.

Once I'm done, they still looked at me frightened, well I would too if a human that had ears and a tail was heading straight to you.

"Beast! There's a beast coming towards us! Seal the doors! Protect your children and gather your weapons!" A man screamed while people were entering their wooden hunts, some were getting some of their gardening tools while facing me.

I honestly took offence to that, actually no, I didn't. I mean, they see me as a monster, the most logical thing to do is to just talk it over with them.

"Stand back, vile beast!" One of the farmers threatened while flailing a torch near me.

"You know, that's not how you treat a newcomer." I replied a bit annoyed at the flailing flame.

"It can talk!? How is that possible?" Because I'm not a mindless wolf?

"Because I'm not a beast? Well I am, but that's not really what I came here for." Man, they act like real people. A little too real if you ask me, so this really isn't really Yggdrasil right?

"Explain yourself!" One of them said while pointing his pitchfork on my neck.

"Well, first of. I am, as hard as it is to believe, a werewolf." I said with hand gestures, his grip on the weapon tightened and the edges went a bit closer. "But I didn't came here to ravage your little village and kill everyone like a savage beast! I just came here to know a few things, that's all!" I replied with some sort of panic. One thing is just seeing the weapon and knowing the guy would give you a shallow cut, the other being a guy that would kill you in a instant.

"We'll answer nothing to a beast like you! Begone, or we'll make sure you'll never come back!" Man talk about manners. I simply surrendered while exhaling sharply.

"Then, if you change your mind, I'll be making the grass field my little camping zone." I replied while making my way back the way I came. Once there I chopped some wood from the trees, grabbed some rocks, cleared a bit of the grass and used it to make a small campfire.

"Alright, now how am I suppose to light this up?" I asked myself before I remember that I had a fireball spell that I learnt thanks to freaking Momonga. I owe you one you little bastard.

[Fireball] A small flame came out of my hand and landed on the pile of wood, igniting it.

I used my claws and started to cut some of the high grass and then made a small bed with it. Wasn't the most comfortable spot around, but hey, if I can sleep on the streets for a month, then this is good enough too. Actually, I think this is better if it doesn't rain that is.

"Night already? And here I thought I was actually quick and had enough day time to do something else." I said to myself as I laid down on my grass bed and simply looked at the fire.

I always liked fire when I was young. How the sparkles of the flame would crack and how benevolently it would dance. I'm by no means a pyromaniac, but even I agree to its beauty.

Maybe tomorrow, I should try again to civilize with the villagers. If not, well, then I'm slightly fucked on the social department.

I think I did a good first impressions. Or what I could do, that is.