Chapter Three: From The Grave

Kiilll…. Kiilll him….make him pay….. For what he did…. To you…. The voices raged on and on in James mind, clawing at his sanity. He deserves to Die!

"ARRRRRRRR!" He screamed, trying with all his might to block out the voices and their ever so tempting offers.

His mind went black, leaving him alone in a vast, infinite darkness that they call death. The voices left him alone sitting in pure darkness for all of eternity simply to contemplate his thought. What he wanted most, to rid himself of the voices, would be the worst decision he would ever make.

At first, James was content with the voices being gone, being alone in this darkness would be better than being tormented by the voices of demons, right? That is what he thought until he began to look around seeing only darkness and emptiness in all directions. After just five hours he was regretting his decision to wander aimlessly in the darkness looking desperately for any source of life, anything at all.

"Please!" He begged. "Is there anyone out there!" He shouted repeatedly, for days he wandered in circles not seeing, hearing, tasting, or feeling anything but his own sorrow and regret. Lucas….. Chloe…. Caroline… tears rolled down his face, though he was incapable of feeling them, his last fully understandable thoughts before falling into the endless pits of insanity were of his family he had left behind, left to fend for themselves until they eventually fell into the same pit he was in. the thought of his son, his daughter who has yet to be born, and his wife all falling into the same torment he was in brought out the deepest sadness he had ever felt, tearing at his heart as if his emotions were literally pulling his heart out of his chest and crushing it.

The thoughts of his family sent him over the edge spiraling down the pit of insanity. The darkness lifted and was replaced by a face, a massive face which nearly covered the whole of the sky. This face spoke with a familiar tone. Do you accept? Will you kill him?... no, you will kill him, i can see it in your eyes. The godlike head said speaking to him like it had just won the lottery, filled with joy.

"I…. I will kill him, not for you, for them… he will die so others may live…." James said, barely capable of holding in the voices that began to plague his mind once again. His face contorted out of pure rage. "Just give me a chance…. He …..will die!"

Good…. The god like face said looking down on its newest puppet. Bring me the soul of the one known as AINZ OOAL GOWN!

Several thousand images flashed through James's mind, all of them being images of a terrifying being of massive proportions, even just mental images sent shivers down his spine. But nothing would stop him now, it didn't matter how terrifying this beast was, he felt another feeling upon seeing those images that was stronger than fear, the need for revenge.

The images scrolled through his mind lightning fast until he reached the last three images that the face had shown him. Three images that sent his rage ablaze, the first was of this skeleton raising five of those wretched beasts, the dark young, from a pile of dead people. The second, of him riding one of the monsters as his personal mount, and the third, of him, James, being crushed by the beast's slimy tentacle.

Rage boiled up from his very core, he screamed with all his might letting out a shrill, bone chilling screech, a screech of the dead. James had become something unnatural, something he should be ashamed of, something William and his whole family would be ashamed of, an undead whose sole purpose was to collect souls for this higher being who gave him a reason to live again.

James closed his eyes, ready for his first mission. Chink! Chink! The sounds of three shovels digging into the soil and pouring dirt over a body placed in a shallow grave. James heard this first followed by the shuffling of feet, like whoever was gathered around him was scared of a presence which couldn't be seen.

James pushed his hand through the dirt pulling himself out of the grave like a zombie from television. As his head emerged from his grave Gasps of surprise filled the air, followed by screams of terror. He emerged out of the dirt stretching his head to the sky to see the sun. it was bright, so bright it felt as if it were eating away at his body and soul… if he had one.

Hw wore his normal uniform but there was a few major changes, his uniform was dyed a deep crimson red from all the blood. He also wore a strange black hooded cape which draped over his back covering all of his body and shielding it from the sun. Chained to his side were two small scythes.

He let out a deep sigh of relief before looking down to his waist where hundreds of small green goblin like creatures gathered with their swords and hammers ready.

James looked down at them using his hooded robes to hide his face, making him look like death incarnate. He didn't know why but he just knew that these beings before him were weak and useless.

"Where am I?" James said in a quiet yet perfectly audible tone.

No one spoke up which angered him. "Where am I? I will not ask again..."

Still no one answered, James was about to move when a little girl who was being carted off by a group of goblin things spoke up. Fearless like a true leader this girl stopped her group of bodyguards and stood tall saying to James. "This is Carne village. I brought you here after I found you lying in the woods hurt badly.

"Carne….. Tell me, where is this Ainz Ooal Gown."

Author's Notes: TA DA. Another chapter. I hope this chapter didn't stray too far from the light novel in terms of details. God know what happens when

I mistake the distance between a plain of grass and a forest. "But Above them All Carne village is exactly 40,578.4556 feet away from where James was standing with a bearing of 122 knot northwest, and 55 feet above sea level, so if you do the calculations of how much James weighs and how much the average soldier in the light novel would weigh and multiply it by the friction of pi times the radius of gravity squared than it would take him 34 days to drag James to the coordinates 1223 east 12 North. By that time…." Yea… it is a fanfic that was written in like an hour… so…. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

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