Hello everyone and all, Melody here. Now I have become a huge fan of Overlord over the past few months and have decided to make a fic for it. Since the name of the game in the show is Yggdrasil I wanted to make a Norse themed character for it. In all honesty, I don't plan on putting a ship in this fic but I might. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story.

P.S. Spells and Skills will be in bold and italicized

Sincerely, Melody

It was five hours until Yggdrasil Online would be shut down for good. Diehard players were getting their last few hours in on the game and some were simply walking around and taking screenshots of their favourite places deep in a swamp through rested a large, desolated building; The Great Tomb of Nazarick. Inside the building was three players of the guild Ainz Ooal Gown, a Slime named HeroHero, an Elder Lich named Momonga, and a Werewolf named Tyr Agni. The trio sat around the table talking about what had been going on in their lives at the time until HeroHero logged off with only a short time left in the game.

"What's he talking about meeting IRL, that's never going to happen…" Momonga said bitterly only for Tyr to start laughing.

"Hey, I'd be up to meet in real life. My latest project just finished up last week so I'm free for a few weeks until school season starts up and I become a certified teacher." The Berserker told him as he got up from his seat and went over to sit by Momonga. "It'll be great but I warn you, other than the scars and the eyes I look pretty much the same in real life."

"So you look like a Viking?" Momonga chuckled. "You'd be one of the funniest looking men in Japan."

"Hey! I take offense to that Mister Guildmaster." Tyr joined in with his own chuckle. "How's about we just look around the building for old times' sake. We can get some good pictures to save on our hardware." He suggested as he stood up from his seat.

"Sure, let's look around," Momonga replied as he stood up with him then they started to tour the tomb.

The two just walked around and looked at everything they had built up. They arrived in the throne room soon enough and Momonga sat in his chair. He made a joke about fiddling with the code of Albedo and Tyr simply told him to do so.

"Seriously, you made her in love with you? Nice job buddy." Tyr laughed at him as the skeleton covered its face. "Who cares? We have a minute left."

"You have a point, this was the best time of my life I hope you know," Momonga told his old friend as the clock started to tick down.

"Same here," Tyr replied as the clock reached zero, then they both blinked when it reached 00:00:00. "What the? Where's the console?" He spoke up first but his voice was different, it was deeper and sounded angrier.

"Yeah what the heck, I'll try to contact a GM," Momonga replied but his voice was also deeper now but he tried to contact a GM. "It's not working…" He told him in confusion as he started to panic when he didn't see his HUD. Tyr also started to freak out.

"Is something wrong milords?" Albedo asked as she looked over at the pair of them.

"What the hell is going on?" Tyr asked as he looked at the demoness.

"I have the slightest clue." She answered and looked at him.

"Gods dammit!" He shouted and looked over to Sebas and the Pleiades. "Are you all responsive?" He questioned then they looked at him.

"Yes Milord," Sebas answered respectfully.

"Sebas, go outside of the Tomb and check its surroundings. Pleiades, go to the ninth floor and guard it." Momonga ordered the servants and they followed his commands.

"Albedo, let me see your arm," Tyr ordered the demon and she extended her arm in response. Then he grabbed it. "What the hell, Momonga, there's a pulse here." He told the Lich and looked over at him. "What do you think is happening?"

"This can't be a glitch or a new game if you can do that," Momonga said and walked over to the pair.

"Maybe, now just hear me out, maybe we got transported to another world or something crazy like that," Tyr told him and let go of Albedo's arm.

"Are you insane?" He asked as he looked at the Viking but quickly a green light appeared from him. "Sorry about that, let's see if the items work. Try teleporting to the amphitheater." He told him then teleported their himself.

When he arrived at the entrance to the floor Tyr appeared beside him. The two slowly made their way into the amphitheater and Aura jumped down to meet them. The Dark Elf ran up to them with a large smile on her face then gave them a peace sign.

"It's Aura!" She announced cheerfully with a large grin on her face. "How are milords?" She asked as she looked between the two of them.

"Fine in a way," Tyr answered while crossing his arms over his burly chest. "Say, where's Mare?"

"Huh?" She uttered then turned around. "Lord Momonga and Lord Tyr Agni are here! Hurry up already!" She yelled to the other guardian in the amphitheater.

"I-I know!" Mare replied as he caught up with his sister, dusting off his skirt as he got there.

"They seem lively," Momonga whispered to Tyr.

"Yes, they are. How'd ya think Bukubukuchagama would act if she saw them?" Tyr replied in his own "whisper" that was nothing more than his normal speaking voice. "Say, since your magic works here I'd like to see if my skills still work. Can you two lend me a hand?" He asked the Dark Elf twins as he grew an oversized greatsword named Skofnung.

"Of course Lord Tyr!" Aura replied as she got her whip ready.

"I just remembered I have an errand to run so I'll be…" Mare muttered in fear as he tried to leave only to be stopped by Aura grabbing him.

"I'll summon a monster to assist," Momonga told the Berserker as he held up the Staff of Ains Ooal Gown. "Summon Primal Fire Elemental!"

"Strength of Thor! Eir's Blessing! Disruptor! Deaden Pain! Rage! Mjölnir!" Tyr called out as multiple red and blue lights erupted from his body and lighting shrouded Skofnung.

Almost instantly he rushed the three foes with his blade in one hand. A loud roar filled the air as he slashed down at the Primal Fire Elemental. The blazing beast unleashed a torrent of fire upon Tyr and caught the wolf cloak he wore on fire. A smile crept across Tyr's face as he swung furiously. As he attacked Aura cracked her whip across his unprotected side. Even with no actual pain, there was a sting to it as the wound quickly healed thanks to Eir's Blessing.

With a growl, he turned to Aura and threw Skofnung at her. Mare cast the spell Magic Shield to knock the blade away. Tyr jumped back as another torrent of flame hit him. A cloud of dust-shrouded him as he unsheathed another set of swords named Fenrir's Fangs. With another howl, he dashed at the Primal Fire Elemental and cut through it easily. An explosion of fire filled the area as he finished off the Elemental. He turned to the twins only to see them off to the sides by Momonga. Like the skill from the game, he could hear angry cheers and battle cries in his head. Slowly the rage faded as he saw them talking to Momonga.

"I'm still prepared for battle! Why have you stopped!?" He shouted angrily at them. With a few breathing techniques though he calmed himself. "Sorry…" He muttered as he walked over to them. His skill's effects faded away as he calmed down.

"It seems you are still strong," Momonga commented as he observed him.

"I feel angrier though," Tyr told him while grinding his teeth. With a growl, he pulled down the hood of his cloak.

His eyes were a moonlit silver and wild, seemingly filled with a maddening rage. With a face to match the eyes, a scar stretched from his forehead and to his chin but his large braided beard covered it. His hair was restrained to a long flowing braid that was adorned with beads like his beard. Both were a violent shade of blood red.

"My, my, has the wolf had his fun?" Shalltear asked as she walked out of a portal. "Am I perchance the first to arrive?" She questioned while holding her parasol over herself. "No offense milord but it smells like burnt fur in here."

"Oh, my beloved… The only one I cannot control!" Shalltear said as she went over and wrapped her arms around Momonga. It was until silent for a moment until Aura spoke up.

"Fake boobs." She simply stated bluntly which caused Tyr to burst out in laughter as the pair started to argue. This lasted until Cocytus arrived.

"Enough! We're in the presence of our lords!" He ordered them with a thundering boom.

"But this little rat insulted me!" Shalltear reasoned.

"I'm just speaking the truth!" Aura refuted.

"Aura! Shalltear! Just leave it at that." Momonga ordered the two of them.

"M-My apologies!" The pair exclaimed in unison.

"Seems like they all arrived," Tyr commented as the rest of the Guardians aside from Victim and Gargantua arrived in the amphitheater.

Then the Guardians started to pledge their loyalties to the two of them but Momonga more so, not that Tyr particularly cared about it. He did care though when Momonga teleported out of the room and left him there. Sure he had his own ring that he could use but a heads up would've been nice. The Guardians stared at him expectantly but he simply shrugged.

"Um… Get to work?" Tyr asked, not sure what he should do in that situation. "Mare, I'll go with you outside in case you need protection." He told the Dark Elf as he started to walk towards the exit of the amphitheater.

"R-Right!" Mare replied as he ran behind him.

It took them fifty minutes to arrive outside of the building and Mare started to work the earth around Nazarick. Tyr just stood off to the side as the Dark Elf worked his magic. The plains around the Tomb were vast and empty space that smelt cleanly of grass and far in the distance were animals. He felt his senses heightened by his new body and he smiled at this. In his old life, he was partially blind because of an accident when he was a child, nothing too bad but it caused his sight to go.

"Mare!" Tyr called out to Dark Elf who was standing on top of the Tomb. "Help me get up there! There isn't a spot for me to use to climb!" He yelled.

"O-Of course Lord Tyr!" Mare called out then cast a spell to get him up there.

"Thanks," Tyr replied once he was up there then held his hand a bit lower for a high five. "I don't have anything to give you but I hope this is fine." He said as Mare high fived him.

"Th-This is enough Lord Tyr…" Mare replied then lowered his hand and got back to work. "So… Where did the other Supreme Beings go?" He asked warily.

"Well, I'm not quite, sure to be frank. They moved on I guess." Tyr answered and scratched the back of his head. "But trust me, they'd all be proud to see you all alive." He told him while sitting down on the edge of the Tomb, letting his legs dangle.

"You didn't create any of us, did you?" Mare asked as he went back to work.

"Well I was never good at programing the characters with deep personalities but I did make one NPC. Can't remember where he is though." Tyr said while letting out a hearty laugh.

"Oh, you mean Bloodaxe? He stays on the lower floors with Shalltear's troops along with his four dire wolves and Bard." Mare informed the Berserker as he continued his work. "He's normally sleeping though."

"Yeah, I remember now. He only wakes up when the Tomb is under attack and acts as a mini-boss before they get to Shalltear." Tyr commented with a smile when he remembered. "Well Mare, you're doing a great job with this."

After that they went silent, neither having to sleep for various reasons. Tyr was vigilant as he guarded Mare with Skofnung at the ready. When Momonga flew down to them Tyr just laughed at him. Demiurge seemed irritated by his disrespect towards the strongest of the Supreme Beings. In that time Momonga gave Mare a Ring of Ains Ooal Gown then one to Albedo before she freaked out and tried anything drastic. Soon after he teleported back to his room once again leaving Tyr to deal with the Guardians.

"Is there anything you require of us Lord Tyr?" Demiurge spoke up first as he and Albedo turned to him.

"Um, not that I can think of…" Tyr answered as he sat down on the edge once more. The Guardians simply got back to their tasks.

It had been three days since Momonga and Tyr were miraculously transported to the New World. Momonga was adapting quicker than Tyr was thanks to his undead form That day Tyr went to Momonga's office to see what he was up to. When he arrived there he saw him sitting behind his desk trying to use some magic items. With silent nods to each other Tyr went over to an empty chair and sat down. Sebas soon came in to report something but on the Mirror of Remote Viewing, they looked over a village being attacked.

"What shall we do milords?" Sebas asked them as he looked between the two. Before Momonga could say anything, Tyr slammed a fist on the desk.

"We have to go help them, Momonga cast a teleportation spell of something. Now!" He ordered the Lich as he bolted up from his seat, his hands reaching for his sword.

"Calm yourself Tyr, we have no reason to get involved." Momonga replied while looking over to Tyr and Sebas but when he looked at the butler he stared for a minute.

"Is something wrong milord?" Sebas asked.

"Sebas… Raise Nazarick's security level to maximum and tell Albedo to come fully armed. We'll be going ahead." Momonga told the butler as he stood up. He zoomed into where two girls were and uttered one word. "Gate!"

When the Gate fully formed Tyr jumped through, baring an axe that was lit a blaze. With a battle cry, he rushed the knight that was about to kill the girl. His rage burned like the axe as he cleaved the knight in two. With a mighty howl, he looked around the area for another target but found none. Growling filled the air as he turned around to see Momonga offering a potion to the injured girl. Albedo stood beside him and when the girl was fearful about the potion she nearly brought her axe down. Momonga stopped her but Tyr turned towards the direction of the village.

"I'm going ahead, send something to assist me!" Tyr yelled to them as he rushed towards the village.

When he arrived he saw men riding on horses attacking villagers and others running after them on foot. Everyone in the village though could hear the angry yelling as Tyr bared his axe then ran towards the closest knights. The two men weren't expecting it as he slashed into them viciously and with sheer fury. Some of the knights with crossbows got them ready then let loose a volley of bolts at him.

"Loki's Mischievous Aura!" Tyr called out as an aura enveloped him then shot the bolts back at the attackers. "Rage! Greater Rage! Mighty Rage! Wolf's Speed! Tyrfing!" He called out as a fire burned in his eyes, wind seemingly shrouded his legs, and his hands started to bleed. "Come at you me cowards!" He shouted at then as he stood his ground. "You shall understand death!" He told them but soon he started to foam at the mouth.

The brave and the stupid were the first to charge him but they were met with a violent death when they drew near. The ones that wanted to live only to have a Death Knight cut them down. Momonga and Albedo watched as the two mindless beasts slaughtered the knights. When the last were fell Tyr's mind slowly became clear as the effects of his skills wore off.

Once the effects of his multiple Rages' wore off he looked around at the villagers. He was drenched head to toe in thrick crimson blood. The smell of iron was overpowering to him and he tried to wipe it off to no avail. Squilch, squilch, the sounds of his bloody, wet footsteps filled the ears of the masses as he walked towards the villagers. A cresendo of screaming filled his ears though as they started to run away.

"Wait! You have nothing to fear of my companion!" Momonga told them as he held up his hands. "He is peaceful to innocents, he only wanted to protect you!" He explained to them. "Bring me you wound so I may help them, I am a magic user." He announced which made the villagers less tense.

Momonga made up a lie about them as Tyr went to one of the wells of the village. He simply looked down at the small boy standing beside it and he got the message. The boy lowered two buckets into the water then brought them up. Tyr took a bucket of water then poured it on himself. The wrappings around his forearms and calves were washed away of the blood that had soaked them mere moments ago. The black wolf pelt he wore also washed free of blood with the other bucket.

Tyr nodded to the boy then went back to Momonga and Albedo. As he walked over he snatched his axe out of a knight he had thrown it at earlier. A small fire erupted from the body because of the enchantment of the axe. Momonga talked to the chief of the village and motioned him to follow.

They made their way to a house where the chief got a bag of coins and a map for the two of them. Momonga, now dubbed Ainz, started asking questions about the lands they were in. He told the Chief that the three of them had been hermits in the mountains far from that area. The man believed it and Tyr looked over the map with Ainz as the Chief explained their current surroundings.

"I'm sorry sir but I don't believe we've gotten your name." The Chief explained and looked at Tyr. "May I get that?"

"I am Tyr Agni but you may refer to me as Tyr." Tyr replied while crossing his arms over his chest. "I am sorry for any villagers that I couldn't save." He told the Chief and bowed his head. "I wish I could've done more."

"Nonsense, you did the best you could. We've heard legends about Berserkers in the past but we never thought one actually existed. Your ferocity was amazing while equally terrifying." The Chief told him and looked back over to Ainz to continue his little geography lesson.

"I'll be outside if you need me for anything Ainz." Tyr told the Lich while stepping out of the building.

"Alright. If you see any more knights bearing the same armour as before, inform Albedo and I'll be there to assist soon enough." Ainz told him only to get a wave of the hand from the Berserker.

Tyr started to walk towards the edge of the village and sat there. In the distance, he saw a cloud of dust drawing near. He stood up and drew Fenrir's Fangs as he waited. The sound of the horses hooves beating the ground was thunderous and nearly deafening to him. Hissing in pain he pulled his hood over his head then the sound was muffled due to its enchantment. After waiting for twenty minutes the small army stopped in front of him. He held his blades out defensively as one of the men got off his horse and started to walk towards him.

"Hold! I am Gazef Strolonuff, Knight Captain of the Kingdom of Re-Eztise. Are you the one who saved this village?" Gazef asked and rested his hand on the pommel of his sword.

"I am Tyr Agni and did save this village. Are you associates of the attackers?" Tyr questioned and pointed his blades at Gazef.

"No I am not, myself and my men have been hunting the attackers down for a long time now. So you say you saved the village by yourself?" Gazef asked as Tyr lowered his swords.

"I never said that, don't put words in my mouth. My partners are in the village with the Chief and villagers. I warn you though, if you're lying to me I will personally tear you limb from limb along with your army." Tyr threatened while passively activating his Intimidate skill. Gazef was the only one that wasn't seemingly effected.

Gazef entered the village and met Ainz and Albedo. They talked for a while until one of Gazef's soldiers reported that the village was being encircled by soldiers. Gazef requested Ainz and Tyr to assist but both declined going out to fight but vowed to protect the village. Ainz gave Gazef a small gimmick item then Gazef went off to battle. Ainz and Tyr watched the battle through a remote viewing spell. Tyr watched the battle with great interest as he witnessed Gazef's use of Martial Arts. The strength was great but nothing compared to players back in Yggdrasil; He felt as if Ainz thought the same as him.

Gazef fought for an hour straight but finally started to slow down as the damage he took became to unbearable to ignore. He didn't stop fighting though until Ainz and Albedo swapped places with him. Tyr had a healing potion at the ready when Gazef arrived there. The Knight Captain drank it when it was handed to him. To him it worked wonders and seemed like a miracle in the bottle; To Tyr though it was just any other old minor healing potion. Ainz had left the spell up and the pair watched the battle unfold no matter how one sided it was.

Tyr cackled when Ainz cast Black Hole on the Dominion Authority. Gazef was blown away by this while Tyr thought back to all the raid bosses the guild had dealt with in the past. It was an amazing display of power to say the least. Soon after Ainz finished the rest of the priests except for one. The commander was brought back to them.

After he and his soldiers got food and rest, Gazef was off back to the capital. Ainz, Albedo, and Tyr left soon after the funeral that was held for the dead villagers but Tyr vowed that he would return when he could. Ainz and Tyr were ready for their adventure in a new world and they knew they were going to have a great time even if they seemingly couldn't return to their old world.

And that's a wrap, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this fic. Now with this story, I'll try to update it at least once a month so I can try to get my best out of myself. This story shouldn't interfere with my other stories but who knows with how erratic I typically am when it comes to uploading stories. Anyway please leave a review because I'd love to get feedback and I enjoy seeing some of the ideas people leave for me.