As the old saying goes: damned if you, damned if you don't.

I'll be honest...I know this fanfic is going to suck because it's my first fanfic. It's gonna be terrible and it's probably gonna be a casualty in the endless war between 40k fans and Overlord fans. Both warhammer 40'000 fans and Overlord fans are gonna puke at the sight of this. I'm just writing this for my dumb little enjoyment. Something to collect dust until I look at it again when I'm bored. A project to past time. Escapism from the frustrations of daily life, really. I've no interest in saying which is better because I enjoy them both. In this storyline, my silly 40k non-overpowered heretical weebo ocs: the past Dwellers... are just adding shit to a vague bs prophecy in order to get Nazarick and Chaos on the same side just to see what would happen. The past Dwellers are douchebags to each other and anyone they work with just for fun.