Warning: More intelligence and cunning and manipulative Ainz. AU. The grammar is terrible, you've been warned, seriously.
True Overlord
-Chapter 1-
In the year 2138 AD there was a term: DMMO-RPG.
That word was an acronym for "Dive Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game". These games were played by connecting a dedicated console to the brain via a neuronal nano-interface—an intracerebral nanocomputer network, created from the fusion of cyber and nanotechnology.
These were games that allowed one to enter a virtual world and experience it as though it were real life.
And among the myriad DMMO-RPGs that thronged the market, one of them stood ahead above the others: YGGDRASIL.
This game had been painstakingly developed and released twelve years ago in 2126. And it became the most played and popular amongst gamers.
But that was twelve years ago, the time had come for this beautiful game to its end, just like any other games did.
"Ha…" Momonga let out a desperate sigh as he finished edited some of the NPCs background, he was the guildmaster, surely there would be no one has the right to complain about what he had done. Sure that aside of his NPC, the rest were not made by him but he thought that it was a kind of payback for them for leaving him alone in their guild. Yes, Momongo didn't feel any guilt, in fact, he felt satisfied by the changes he made.
"To think that it feels so lonely.." Momonga sighed and shifted his sight. He noticed that Sebas and the maids were still standing by in a dormant state. He recalled the words he had heard before, and extended a hand before lightly bringing it down.
"Kneel."
As one, Albedo, Sebas, and the six maids fell to one knee in obeisance.
Good.
Momonga raised his left hand to check the time.
[23:55:48]
He was just in time.
In all likelihood, the GMs were probably flooding the public channels and setting off fireworks. Momonga, who had put his heart and soul into this place and cut off all contact with the outside world, was unaware of that.
Momonga leant against the back of the throne, and slowly raised his head to look at the ceiling. He believed that even on the last day of the game, some invaders might come to Nazarick. He would wait for them. He would accept any challenges in his position as guildmaster.
He had sent emails to all the guild members, but to his annoyance, only a few had bother to come. He still has hope, he would wait for them. He would welcome his comrades back in his position as guildmaster, that was the least he could do.
"A relic of the past, huh.."
Momonga sank into thought.
Although the guild now was just an empty shell, he had enjoyed his time with it. Heck, he even got another title that he thought didn't exist: True Overlord. To be able to gain that title, one should be the last Overlord in the game. And he just happened to be the last Overlord who was still in the game, hence his gain.
There were two skills that he acquired by having the tittle: Avatar and Sanctuary.
Avatar allowed him to add flesh into his skeleton and had appearance as he liked. Though, the appearance after putting Avatar could not be altered, hence Momongo had chosen to make his true face with a little modification. And he would be immune to any kind of poison.
While on the other hand, Sanctuary will negate any of undead weakness. So he should not afraid of facing a natural enemy of undead. This is a truly useful skill.
Momonga turned his eyes to look at the huge flags hanging from the ceiling. There were forty one of them in total, the same number as the guild members. Each of them displayed the personal symbol of each guild member. Momonga extended a bony finger and pointed to one of them.
"Mine."
Then, he turned his attention to a nearby flag. That flag represented one of the strongest players in Ainz Ooal Gown, no, in all of YGGDRASIL. He was the one who had started the guild, and the one who had gathered the "Original Nine".
"Touch Me."
The symbol on the next flag he pointed to was belonged to the oldest member of Ainz Ooal Gown, who was a lecturer in a university in real life.
"Shijuuten Suzaku."
His finger moved faster than before as he shifted to the flag which belonged to one of the three female members of the guild.
"Ankoro Mochimochi."
Momonga fluidly recited the names of the various symbols' owners: "Herohero, Peroroncino, Bukubukuchagama, Tabula Smaradigna, Warrior Takemikazuchi, Variable Talisman, Genjiro…"
It did not take long for him to name all forty of his former comrades.
Their names were still branded deeply in Momonga's brain.
He sprawled tiredly on the throne, "Yeah, it really was fun.."
[23:57:45]
The server would shut down at [00:00:00]. There was little time left. The virtual world would end, and he would have to go back to reality the next day. That was only natural. Nobody could live in a virtual world, which was why everyone had left, one by one.
Momonga sighed, he hated the real world, it was boring. If only he had a say in the matter, he would just end that shit world of reality. But, he was just a mere human, that thought was beyond his reach. And he had to wake up at four tomorrow to live his shit of a world, how unfortunate.
[23:59:48, 49, 50]
Momonga closed his eyes.
[23:59:58, 59..]
The countdown finished. He waited for the curtains to fall on his fantasy world.
He waited for the automatic logout.
[00:00:00.. 01, 02, 03]
"..Hm?"
Momonga opened his eyes. He had not returned to his familiar room. This was still his Throne Room in YGGDRASIL.
"What's going on?"
The time was right. He should have been forcibly logged out by the server shutdown.
[00:00:38]
It was definitely past midnight. The clock could not have gone wrong because of a system error. Confused, Momonga looked around him, searching for any clues in the vicinity.
"Could it be they delayed the server shutdown..?"
Or had they extended the play time as a form of compensation?
Although numerous reasons appeared in his mind, they were all far from the truth. However, the most likely reason was that an irresistible force had cropped up, and extended the server shutdown time. If that was the case, the GMs would have made an announcement. Momonga hurriedly worked to reopen the message panel he had closed, and then he stopped halfway.
There was no command console.
"What.. on earth happened?"
Momongo didn't panic nor afraid, if this somehow had turned into similar case with that anime then he would spread out his arm welcoming this anomaly. But just in case his hope didn't go to high, Momonga decided to call on other means. Forced connections that did not require a console, the chat function, a GM call, a forced logout..
None of them responded. It was as though they had been deleted from the system.
He smiled, not that with his skull face the smile could be seen, but nonetheless, he smiled. This was what he called a blessing. Did some fucking god had answered his secret prays?
"I can feel your happiness warms my heart, but I'd like to know what makes you so happy, Momongo-sama?"
Hm? That was not voice he had expected, nor he had expected any kind of voice. But nonetheless, he kept searching for the source of the voice. When he found the one who had spoken the words just now, he was speechless.
The person who had answered him was the NPC who was raising her head, Albedo.
Did she just talk? Did the NPC gain the ability to talk freely?
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you, I just want to know what made you so happy so that I can make you happy as well, my lord."
Momonga stared at the guardian overseer.
"My lord?"
Albedo's beautiful face drew close to Momonga's as she studied him. A faint fragrance entered his nostrils. The scent seemed to invoke him from his thought.
"Albedo," he said as he gently touched her white smooth cheek.
It felt so real. The smells, the voice, the touch, everything become so real. Did.. did the game turn into reality instead of being trapped in the virtual reality?
Momonga's body shaken from excitement. There's one last thing to check whether this had turned into reality or not.
"Albedo," he called the woman who was now in her pleasure. Did.. did she emm.. "fantasied" herself by being touched by him?
"Y-yes, wh-what can I do for you, aahhn m-my lord?"
"I emm.. I will touch your emm.. breast to test something."
The woman became even more flushed as she pushed her bust closer to his face, "Here, do as you please, my lord." She said lewdly.
Momonga started to regret the changes he had made, he had thought that things would be over when the game did shut down but things had escalated this way. He just hoped that Rubedo didn't go overboard, and Pandora's Actor would behave well.
Momonga let go of the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown. The staff did not fall onto the ground, but floated in the air as though someone were still holding it. He raised his spare hand toward her left breast and brought his left hand from the woman cheek toward her other breast but stopped halfway when he realized that there were other NPCs here in the throne room. It would not be well for his image if they somehow accused him as a pervert.
"Sebas."
"Yes, my lord?"
"Exit the Tomb and investigate the surrounding region. If you encounter intelligent beings, interact peacefully with them and try to have a little information they have. However, do not stray more than one kilometer from the tomb and avoid unnecessary combat. And have the pleaides to accompany you."
"Understood, Momonga-sama, I will do so immediately."
Now that the rest NPCs had left, he could begin his little investigation.
The first thing Momonga felt was something hard under the dress, followed by a soft, yielding sensation.
"Ahhnn.. haa.. nnn.."
As Albedo moaned wetly, Momonga now was fully convinced that the game had turned into reality. There's no longer doubt in his nonexistence heart. But then the real question came, how? As much as he wanted to believe that the fucking god had answered to his secret pray, but there's no way that was the truth. But there's no possible answer aside of that unrealistic one, how on earth that the game turned into reality?
His hands finally left Albedo's ample bosom.
He realized that he had been groping her for a long time, but Momonga justified it to himself by saying that he had no choice but to grope her for that long. And it was not because squeezing her supple flesh felt so good that he reluctantly let go of her.. or something along those line.
"Sorry Albedo, I could not help myself."
Damned, that's not what he wanted to say but hell, Momongo didn't have any experience on dealing with woman other than being blunt. He was smart, and manipulative, and good looking, and so on but he had never bothered to pay attention to a woman. They were just too complicated to his liking, besides, he could spend his whole time with his game rather than wasting it on woman.
"Ahnn.. hnnn.."
A sensual moan came from the red-faced Albedo, and he could practically feel her body's heat raising the surrounding temperature. Then, she shyly asked Momonga.
"Will I have my first time here?"
"…"
"…"
"What did you ask?"
"Will I have my first time here?"
Eh, he didn't mishear her. But what was that about? What's this first time for?
"May I ask how you wish to dispose of my clothes?"
"..What?"
"would it be better if I disrobed myself? Or would you like to unwrap me, Momonga-sama? Or if we did it while I was wearing the dress, afterwards.. it would get dirty, no, if you want me to wear this dress then I have no objections, Momonga-sama."
Ah, now he understood what's that first time about. How should he gave her response? How could he say more words when she was facing him with that lewd face?
Then an immense struggle took place within himself before he finally said, "We shall post-pone your first time until on later date. Now is not the time for.. no, there's no time for that sort of thing until everything is secured."
"Eh? I understand, my apologies! I allowed myself to be ruled by my desires despite the urgency of the situation."
With a swift movement, Albedo made a gesture to genuflect in apology, but Momonga stopped her.
"There is no need to apologize. We all have a desire we wish to fulfill, but please restraint yourself on being controlled by that desire."
"I don't deserve your kindness, my lord."
"Hm. I have an order for you."
"Please give me any command you want."
"Inform the Guardians of each floor, with the execption of the Fourt and the Eight floors, to meet at the Colosseum on the Sixth Floor in an hour. I will contact Aura and Mare myself, so there is no need to inform them."
"Understood, I will do as per your order."
"Good. Now go."
"Yes."
Albedo swiftly departed the Throne room.
Sighing, not that he could sigh with that skull of him but sighed nevertheless, Momonga rose from the Throne.
He needed to make sure everything still worked as they used to after the game had turned into reality. If not then he's screwed.
Fifteen minutes later Momonga found himself walking in to the colloseum. The collosseum was an oval in shape, one hundred eighty meters on its long axis and one hundred fifty meters on the short axis. It was forty meters tall and modeled after the arenas of the Roman Empire.
In this Colloseum, the intruders would be the stars of the show, while the ones watching from the VIP box would be members of Ainz Ooal Gown. The main event, of course, would be a brutal melee. Apart from the fifteen-hundreed-men invasion, every single invader had met their end here.
Momonga looked around, nobody was there. The twins should have been taking care of this place.
"Ooooooah!"
After the shout, a figure leapt from the VIP box. The figure jumped down from a height of about six stores, somersaulted in midair and landed in full grace as though it were a butterfly descending on a flower. There was no magic involved, only pure physical prowess.
"Aura, it's good you have come."
"Huu~ welcome Momonga-sama, welcome to the floor I guard!" Aura, with a puppy-like smile, greeted Momonga.
"Where's Mare?"
"Mare!" the girl shouted at the VIP box where another figure appeared, "You're making Momonga-sama wait, hurry up!"
"W-wait Onee-chan."
"I'm sorry for Mare's rudeness, Ainz-sama, I will speak some sense into him later."
Momonga nodded at the little dark elf. He would test a few things here while waiting for the rest of the guardians.
It was about forty minutes later that all guardians and Sebas kneeled themselves in front of him as they were swearing their utmost loyalty to him, the last supreme being. So now there was no need to worry about their loyalties as it seemed everything were the same as their background.
Sebas had also informed him that the Tomb was surrounded by plains, and forest; the Great Tomb of Nazarick was now located in a small island he didn't know, not in the swamp anymore. He concluded that not only the NPCs had come to life but their guild also had been transported to another world that was different from the game. But he was glad that a small island had become their base, it was a very perfect place he could think as a base.
Momonga stared intensely at the kneeled form of the guardians and Sebas, "Things might have gone in a way that I don't expect, but we're still the guild of Ainz Ooal Gown. And we shall show the world that no matter where we are, we always stand on the top. But first things first, I will rename myself as Ainz Ooal Gown just in case if my comrades also being sent into this world, please address me as Ainz, I hope you don't mind."
Albedo took upon herself to respond her master words, "We hear and obey, Ainz-sama."
"Good. Now what we need first is information, and we shall have that, no matter what. So, let us have that, my guardians!"
"Hai, Ainz-sama!" "Hai, Ainz-sama!" "Hai, Ainz-sama!" "Hai, Ainz-sama!"
Next day
As the guildmaster, it was his responsibility to ensure his guildmember didn't face any danger and always feel at home when they were in the guild. He had just done that while in the game. But now it was different. This was no longer just a game. It was reality. If he died, then it was over for him. He didn't know whether he could be resurrected or not and he didn't intent to find it out. And so, for his safety—even though it sounded so selfish—he had sent Shalltear along with Solution and Entoma to take a look at the creatures that resemble too much to the strongest guardian, and on the other side he also had sent both Narberal and Yuri to a town that had two kind of energies that resemble of holiness and darkness. There were also several other places that have different aura but he chose to focus on the first two, he could let Demiurge to do as he pleased with the other places as he was the one who was jobbed to maintain the flow of information, while the Guardian overseer would focus on strengthening the guild's defense.
"What do you think, Sebas?" Ainz asked to the standing head butler curiously. Sebas was created by Touch Me, so he's sure that his former comrade had made the NPC to be just like him. He had not bothered to check his background before since he trusted Touch Me not to make something stupid.
"It was incredible, as expected of you, Ainz-sama."
That was not what he wanted to hear, but nonetheless he just nodded at the butler.
If the being that has trait similar to Shalltear were weak, he had instructed the vampire guardian to take over all of them. Killed all of them who tried to rebel and let the one who willing to sway their loyalty alive. But if their strength was bothersome, the vampire guardian along with two Pleiades should escape immediately.
It was not the same with Narberal and Yuri. Their instruction was simply to gather information, and flee if things became nasty.
"Have Victim called Aurelia?"
"Yes, she now is conversing with Albedo-sama."
"That's good."
Everything seemed to be in order, what was left was checking on both Rubedo and Pandora's Actor. He would do that after finishing his other job: testing whether they still had the game's restriction or not.
Kouh Town
Narberal growled frustratingly, she could not stand walking amongst human. They're disgusting, miserable and insignificant insects. They should kiss the print-food they walked in, not giving them those awed eyes that full of admiration and lust. But order was order. Breaking it was blasphemy. She would never do that. But that didn't mean she would not find the chance to kill one of them along the way, might be two, or three. Eh, that didn't matter. Human numbers were just too much anyway, losing thousands of them would not be noticed.
"Narberal, don't stray from our objective, your body give off such malice aura."
"Hmm, I will manage."
Narberal shrugged her shoulders off and walked on. She would never stray from her main objective, besides, these human had nothing to do with the energies they were looking for. Supernatural world, that was their only concern. Human had nothing to do with them. They were weak, useless. They were her sisters food.
"We can go to the old church or the school, from those places that those energies reside in. Which one you prefer between the two?"
"Certainly not the school."
Yup, she certainly would never want to land a foot at that disgusting place. From the maid's gossips, not that she liked gossiping or eavesdropping, she accidentally listened to: the human in the school was the most disgusting amongst their pitiful race. And she believed it since there's nothing good when it came to human.
"Alright."
Narberal nodded and focused her eyes ahead, she would certainly make her time to bisect and torture these little insects.
It was about fifteen minutes later that the two combat maids were arrived to the old church.
"How many bugs are there?" she asked curiously since her sister was the one who used the item. She had put it on her being to label human as insect and those beings as bug. They were similar but still different.
"Around twenty five, and there is a human with holy energy resides in his/her body."
"Twenty five bugs and one insect, umm."
Without wasting more time, Yuri opened the church's door and heading straight into the forsaken church. A shadow assassin had checked if there were any traps but reported there were none of it. Hence she and her sister entered the church without any hesitation.
"They are in the secret room, probably an altar."
Narberal nodded and continued on following her sister who was leading the way.
Right after they stumbled upon the secret area of the church, all the twenty five bugs had prepared themselves with light-made spears in each of their hand. As if being controlled by a machine, those bugs threw those spears at the two at the same time. Narberal growled angrily, these bugs should know their place before doing anything. Lightning started to cover her whole body and she motioned her right hand forward and lightning destroyed all the light spears in it halfway.
"Spare one of them for interrogation." Yuri said.
Narberal nodded and casted her favorite spell. And then, the massacre of the bugs had begun.
After a minute later, only one bug left, she was unconscious on the floor. Narberal's right foot was beautifully on her face.
"They're all weak," Narberal muttered. They didn't even put up a fight, but that was to be expected from mere bugs.
Yuri nodded and motioned her sister to let go off the unconscious bug as she called and bounded her to a chair beside the altar where a young blonde woman laid unconsciously.
"I will let Ainz-sama knows and have this bug, as you called them, taken away."
Narberal nodded and shifted her eyes to the unconscious woman. Her sleeping face looked innocent, it would be fun to taint her with evil, and to hear her begging scream would be nice as well. And now she started to think of the things she would do to the poor girl, dreamingly.
Outside the church
Freed Sellzen was walking happily toward the old church, their temporary base. The reason was, of course, he would get more chance to purge devil and punished them in the most beautiful way tonight. His superior, Raynare, had prepared that bitch of a nun to be extracted from her sacred gear, it would happen soon in about four more hours. And there's no doubt that those devil would try to interfere and then he could punish them. He smiled insanely and fell into a sickening laugh.
But his laugh fell apart when he stepped in to the church. Something was wrong, he could not sense as many fallen angel as usual, but his superior was still there. Perhaps she had instructed them to do something else? Who knows?
Freed walked straight ahead towards his boss. With his left leg he kicked the door to let his boss knew that the mighty exorcist had return.
Instead of getting some usual response, he got the sight of something bad? Why bad? It was because what his eyes saw was that his boss was being bounded on the chair next to the unconscious nun, she was unconscious. On the opposite side of his boss were two damned beautiful bitches with annoying eyes staring stoically at him.
"Who are you, bitches?" he would forgive them for giving him those annoying eyes if they answered honestly and then he and those damned hot bitches could have some fun together.
Freed could not help but laughed insanely at his genius of a thought. But that was a very wrong thing to do since right after he started to laugh loudly, Yuri had vanished from her seat and appeared right in front of the mad exorcist.
Freed stopped his laugh and stared shockingly at the woman in maid dress, "Whoaa.. you sure are fa-
Boom! Sprasshh!
He died, just like that, his head shattered and the blood tainted the floor with his brain and blood. That was the end of the mad exorcist. Yuri had punched him straight on his face, with a stoic face.
"You didn't hold back, sister."
"I hate his stupid laugh."
"It would be better to make that insect suffer before ending his pathetic life."
"Hm, I don't like wasting time."
Narberal didn't give any more response. Her sister, Yuri, was the most neutral among the pleaides so she should not expect more reaction from the, officially, leader of pleaides.
A moment later, a gate appeared a few feet on the right side of the bounded bug. Narberal hurriedly took the unconscious bug by grabbing her on her hair and walked straight to the gate.
"I will deliver the bug to Ainz-sama."
Yuri heard her sister words before she disappeared into the gate, she only nodded and continued on studying the unconscious young woman of human race.
Throne Room, Nazarick
Ainz stared at the silhouette of Narberal Gamma who was walking out of his gate while dragging an unconscious female rudely. He would not comment on that part though, he could be careless about anything that not a part of Nazarick. Besides, he kind of liked Narberal's personality, she was like an empress in an anime he had ever watched.
"Ainz-sama," Narberal called as she kneeled herself after throwing the unconscious bug brutally. "I have returned bringing one of the user of that holy energy. It seems we have to wait before we can get our hand on another one."
"As a being who was created by the supreme being himself, that's not a well done job, Narberal."
Narberal averted her gaze toward the guardian overseer, she didn't want to comment on her words. No one wanted to be on the bad side of the person who was, technically, second in command of the great tomb of Nazarick. So she chose not to give reasons.
"There's no need to be harsh on your fellow NPC, Albedo. Besides, I never said that they should finish it in time."
"If you say so, Ainz-sama."
Ainz nodded and stared at the strongest of the Pleiades, safe for Aurelia.
"The two of you did a good job, Narberal. How about their strength?"
"They're weak, my lord. I can end their miserable life without wasting my MP."
"Umu," Ainz nodded and shifted his eyes on the unconscious woman. "Anything else?"
"There is," Narberal answered hesitantly, it seemed she was pondering whether or not she told her master about that innocent human.
"What is it?"
In the end, she could not hide things from her master. "There is a little female of human, she possesses something similar to the magical item inside her body."
That was interesting, Ainz could not help but smile inwardly. Surely, he would have Demiurge studied the girl, and perhaps the most genius NPC could recreate it for the good of the guild.
"When you do get the other user of that dark energy, bring that girl as well. She will be useful for the greater good of Nazarick."
"Understood, Ainz-sama."
"Umu, you can leave."
Narberal nodded and stood up, she turned around and walked back straight into the gate. Well, it seemed she would not get the chance to have her way with that girl, but that's okay. It was her master's will, as his servant, she needed to obey, period.
Ainz watched as Narberal vanished into the gate, he closed the gate right after that and stood from his throne. He walked straight to the unconscious woman. He stared at the body, Demiurge would love to experiment on her.
"Have her sent to Neuronist Painkill, and don't kill her, yet." He said to the smiling Albedo who had found her place right on his right side.
"You wanted to have her being experimented by Demiurge, right, Ainz-sama?"
"It seems you will always understand what my intention is, Albedo. But that is to be expected from my guardian overseer."
Albedo smiled happily at the unsaid praise, "It shall be done, Ainz-sama." She said and walked out of the Throne Room, with the unconscious woman floating at her left side.
Ainz stared at Albedo's back. The woman was walking in a emm.. lewd way. He sighed and returned to his Throne.
Soon, the world would know who was on the top. He would sacrifice everything outside of his guild to make that a reality. Yes, no one could stop the guild of Ainz Ooal Gown, not when he was the guildmaster.
-End Chapter-
Perhaps you will point out that Momonga's reaction were too normal. But I made it that way since Momonga here loathed the shit of reality called "real world", so his lack of reaction was normal to me. Besides, he will be a little OOC here but will not too stray from his normal personality.
Well?