Disclaimer: I should start by notifying everyone that I do NOT, in fact, own Overlord, much to the shock of you all.
"Teleportation"- Speech of the main character
"Teleportation"- Speech of everyone elsewhere
'Teleportation' - Thoughts
"Teleportation"- Spells
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It has been a week since my trip in the fog.
It was there, I learnt that Yggdrasil monster existed in this new world. I hadn't thought about it when I was annihilating them, not until I had returned to base that it hit me. It was then that I realised there could be much more than just low-level mobs that crossed over with me.
There could be other players.
Its highly unlikely that I was the only person that stayed in-game until shutdown. That thought excited me immensely.
All the scouts have reported back by now, bringing me the information I had been waiting for. They brought both good and bad news.
The good news is there is a city to the north-east named E-Rantel. A place that is apparently famed for their production of recovery potions, extremely weak recovery potions by my standards.
The bad news, the scouts scanned the strength of many of this world's inhabitants and...they are so weak!
I mean come on, they believe 7th tier magics only exist in legends.
7TH TIER!
Don't get me wrong, I have an ego a mile long and the possibility of them one day heralding me as a God sounded great, and as I have already established, I love flaunting my superiority in people's faces. But I didn't think it would be so easy.
It's because of this, the prospect of other players sounded so appealing.
I didn't want to spend all of my time just looking for them so for now, I would have to wait and see if any turned up.
I had something far more enjoyable to do with my time. Like assaulting the fort in the fog.
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Ardat and I moved through the fog at a subdued pace utilising "Complete Vision" to navigate ourselves towards our destination. After several minutes we could finally found what we were looking for.
The fort's stone walls stood roughly 30 feet tall in a state of disrepair. From what I could see while using the "Detect Life" spell, there were only 32 people within the fort. Apparently being sent here was a punishment as it was situated in such a damp, dreary and dangerous place.
"Sire, how would you like to deal with these humans?" Ardat asked, spitting out the word humans like it was some sort of disease. She makes me so proud.
Thinking for a moment to consider my options. I could always just use "Meteor Fall" as I did to the undead.
But that would be soooo boring.
Coming to a decision, I answered "We will make our presence known then we will goad them into attacking us, and after their attacks do nothing we will wipe them out. One. By. One."
The only issue with this plan was the fog. It was everywhere, leaving my soon to entertainment unable to see me. We can't have that.
"Wind Dome" I chanted asan almost transparent dome began to form around to the fort and small parts of the surrounding area. Slowly the fog dissipated leaving a perfect sphere of empty air.
The sentries saw us immediately. Looks of shock and confusion marred their face as they saw my appearance, hardly surprising. I do strike an impressive figure after all. It didn't take long for one of them regained enough of his composure to shout out "Who goes there?" in a slightly high pitched voice.
I struggled to hold in my laughter at his pitiful attempt at bravery. I gained enough control over my self to reply.
"I journeyed to this hazardous place to see the fearless individuals who would fight against the hoards of undead that roam this plain. Yet all I see is weakness. Men who are ready to run and hide at the first sign of trouble."
The men on top of the walls bristled at the insult.
"Your very existence is pathetic."
More men poured out onto the walls. All 32 of them to be exact. "You dare mock us fiend? We are the Katze Defenders, and as it's Captain I demand you show us the respect we deserve!" declared the leader with false bravado.
"Mock you say? I only speak the truth. You can screech and shout as loud as you want but in the end, no matter how loud an insect buzzes its still an insect." I said with a sneer before releasing a booming laugh of derision.
"Enough!" the Captain screeched "This disrespect has gone on long enough. ALL UNITS OPEN FIRE!"
Flashes of light and steel-tipped arrows began pelting us from atop the walls with the intent to kill. We remained still, as all of their attacks simply bounced off our armour, an arrow struck my forehead only to shatter on impact. Our attackers stopped their onslaught as they seemed to realise that something was amiss. As the dust clears we stood utterly unmoved. Unharmed.
We unfurled our wings and began to rise. "Perhaps calling you insects was an over exaggeration." Unsheathing our weapons, we slowly landed on the wall. "Now...AMUSE ME!" I exclaimed before activating Demons Mantle, covering my body in a black carapace.
Swinging my blade, I dissected the 3 soldiers closest to me in a gory display, bodies separating from their torsos. That brought the others out of their fear-induced stupor, rapidly they charged desperately. Signalling Ardat to stop, I lowered Spell Omen and allowed them to strike with everything they had. Multiple swords lashed out hoping to end the monster in front of them.
None succeeded.
Snatching one my prey by the top of the lifting them to eye level. I squeezed. Blood and brain matter splattered in all directions. Dropping what remained, I gazed at the rest "Do you feel it? The Hopelessness. The Despair. Feel as It crawls across your skin and travels down your spine."
"Lucky for you all, I am not completely without mercy. If you wish for me to spare you, all you have to do it strike down the man standing next to you. The last man remaining will remain untouched by my blade." Everything seemed to stop as my words weighed down upon them.
For a moment no one moved until pandemonium broke out.
I deactivated my Mantle as Ardat, and I watched the madness I had created. "Amazing, Sire. Absolutely amazing. To Convince these lower lifeforms to show their true natures so easily." Ardat said staring with eyes filled with reverent admiration. "You truly are the King of Hell."
I merely smirked, enjoying the entertainment in front of me.
Finally only one remained. The Captain.
Covered in the blood of his comrades he approached cautiously "A-a-am I free to go?"
"Of course I did promise that you would not feel the sting of my blade." I turned my head and nodded to Ardat.
She swiftly moved behind him and struck. Her scythe was now sticking out the front of his chest.
"However, I said nothing about Ardat."
Blood spouted out of the Captain's as he whispered "Monster."
"No." I paused. "Demon."
Slowly the light left his eyes as his body dropped to the floor, joining his slaughtered comrades.
"Sire, shall we destroy the fort as well?" "No" I replied. "Leave it for their Kingdom or the undead to find I don't care which,"
The Wind Dome dissipated as we began to teleport away.
'Its time to return home.'
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Resting in my throne, I couldn't help but go back over today's events.
I truly surprised myself with how ruthless we've become, or maybe I was always this way. I never had friends, a girlfriend or even real family back in my old life, I just never cared enough about anyone else other than myself.
I watched as 3rd world countries suffered death and disease. I didn't care.
I saw the homeless struggle to find their next meal or a place to lay their head. I still didn't care.
I could have walked by someone getting brutally murdered, and I wouldn't have cared.
Maybe I was a broken human from the beginning. But I'm not human any longer. I'm a Demon now
A Demon who is the King of Hell, and its par for the course for me to relish the despair and torment those men felt as they struck one another down. The feeling of glee I felt when that Captain called me a monster.
In truth, I don't feel stuck in this world. No. I feel like I have finally found where I belong.
So I won't regret. I won't feel remorse. I won't show mercy.
I'll become the Demon King I was meant to be.
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