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The Paladin character I created to play WOW as an antagonist. Well that therapist I saw as a child did always say that I was my own worse enemy. Not sure how to work that in because I wasn't planning on having the Overlord do anything evil in WOW for a while he's just using to trade with for now. Also I wasn't planning on making that world a place with players inserted in because that would just get annoying when no one stayed dead. Instead I was going to treat as your standard fantasy land following the story line. But I suppose it wouldn't be to hard have my character be really there as a character not as a player avatar. Would need to change the name and find a way to make him want to fight the Overlord. I'll have to give it some thought as I wasn't planning the actual invasion to the next book this ones more about conquering Xena's world while fixing a few past mistakes.
master fireball
The Golden Apples will found before that world is left behind and Gothic has plans to regain his godhood and to gain more.
Drain The First Evil?. How its incorporeal again? Plus its the First Evil how do you drain evil itself?. And you could given that The First is the thing behind evil wouldn't that destroy evil?. Sounds way to risky to me.
The world of Supernatural is part of this Book and the Overlord does want the Colt. Hero Gothic would indeed be better suited for it so Overlord won't get it. But there are lots of other weapons that will let you kill nearly anything and powers too.
As for the demon killing knife well if its enchanted Gothic will find away to copy it and mass produce the weapon because more is better when it comes to weapons.
Maben00
Hopefully this new direction will be well liked. But only time will tell.
Selias.
I hope it keeps your interest and I never really did so much with the Spin Off version. I should get around to carrying on with that one if these days.
Douchiesnacks
Thank you.
Overlord Gothic. Book Four. Part Two.
Netherworld Tower. Throne Room.
"You want us to move out of the Netherworld!" remarked Gnarl in a tone of voice I was getting familiar with. "Again!".
It was a mix of shock, confusion and despair that did it I think. Gnarl was somehow able to express three different emotions in a single sentence. Quite an achievement given the simply views and attitudes held by most of his race. Even Giblet and Grubby struggled to do more than look confused when asked for their opinions on something.
"Yes Gnarl I don't like this world any more. The surface has a bunch of a monsters on it. I've got creatures from Hell blaming me for the lack of souls around here. A rouge Higher Power wants me dead. And oh yes, I have no Mistresses!".
Plus I was bored. There were no people around here left to manipulate, enslave or kill. No one left to run screaming at the mere sight of me. And its really hard to get a decent cup of tea around here, and forget about a nice chocolate digestive.
Although to be fair opening a Gate to the world of Supernatural should fix the later of those two problems.
The world of Supernatural was like the world of Buffy the Vampire Slayers. You had lots of Supernatural creatures running around killing people but humanity seemed to deal with it mostly by closing their eyes, sticking their fingers in their ears and humming really loudly till the problem went away.
Humans on that world had their champions to but they were just skilled and smart Humans rather empowered heroes or former monsters seeking redemption. To balance that out Angels were quite active on that world which why I hadn't gone there yet. I'd wanted to see how things played out before going there and now by Season Eight things mostly looked clear.
"I must advise again, Master that you slow down on closing all the old Gates" warned Gnarl. "You might let in... the unspeakable horrors".
That didn't sound good was Gnarl worried about letting things worse than demons into the Netherworld.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn." I said cheerfully but I didn't expect a reaction.
"Master, never say that!" shouted Gnarl. "HE might be listening!".
"I really don't think Lovecraft's nightmares are going to end up pouring into this world just because ….."
Well actually given the nature of the multi-verse it was possible that things like dreaded Cthulhu were not only real but also active and hungry. Plus I had to take into account past events and how things tended to end up screwing me over.
"On second thought Gnarl" I decided "Why don't we just cut off the Gates to the Wizarding World and Faith's world for now. We can close the Forgotten Realm Gate when Illyria starts moving on the Underdark".
A look of great relief passed over evil Yoda's face.
"Anyway" I said after a few moments of worrying about tentacle monsters and the lack of Japanese schoolgirls around here "Yes we are moving to another world Gnarl. I picked this one out because unlike the others I know how to deal with local gods. And by deal I mean kill or enslave. Best of all I know that this world's cosmic order can be messed up without worry because its suppose to happen anyway".
Unlike the worlds I visited before I knew that the world were Xena Warrior Princess would become ruler of a great empire was ready for a shift in the balance and I knew how to deal with its outdated gods. Then I planned to piggyback on future success and become ruler of Greece and hopefully a lot more.
"I was feeling a little home sick" I explained further "So I thought Wales. There's a nice mountain there called Snowdon".
"You wish to build a new city on the mountain, Sire?" questioned Gnarl.
"No I want to build into the mountain" I corrected "Imagine it Gnarl a mighty city built into a mountain. It would be a Keeper Dungeon, A Dark Tower and a Fortress all in one place".
"It would take a lot of work Lord" pointed out the minion master "many Browns and imps would be required to create it. And who would design such a place?".
"Can't you do it?" I asked "I thought you went to evil architect school or something".
Gnarl stroked his ears.
"It would be tiresome work, Sire" reasoned Gnarl. "I'm not as young as I use to be".
Hmm carrot or stick?.
"I could get you an assistant" I said offering the carrot "a couple of the Dark Mistresses at your beck and call. Your own office. Baby seal nuggets".
That did the trick.
Gnarl started shouting orders and was soon moving like an imp using a haste spell. Before I knew it he was using the Gate with an army of Browns following him all carrying tools and scrolls of parchment.
Standing up I began to pace the obsidian stone and looked at the markings the Browns had carved into the floor. Images of minions yet again. For a race that cared so little for themselves as individuals they sure had a healthy collective ego.
The native artwork did little to help me think. I really did need to decide what I was going to do next. With the next series of Gates open I now had access the world of Supernatural, Xena and the Avengers movie version.
I also still had Gates open to the old worlds but one visit to the Wizarding World had convinced me not to mess with my former sex toys. They were doing big things, reality altering things and that was just the witches. Illyria was off conquering entire worlds and even Anya was running a business empire.
And of course there was a version of myself in the DC verse and I knew very well how dangerous I was. Still tempting to grab that Tala chick as she was powerful to be worth draining and even weakened to restore a lot of my lost power she'd still have enough juice to be worth having around.
Also given that she was voiced by Juliet Landau in the Justice League cartoon I was curious to see if she might look the same as the actress had played Drusillia in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and once you got past the batshit craziness act she was quite a hottie.
Sadly she did not look like Juliet Landau but was not yet on the radar of my other self which meant she was up for grabs. If she had been I wouldn't even be able to see because I was not foolish enough to forget the warding magic that stopped remote viewings such as this. I'd of put it all around any Mistresses I acquired just so they couldn't be spied on.
Giving the witch another look using the Tower Heart I decided what the hell I'd take her. The purely white eyes were a bit freaky but wow those legs were hot, and the butt and boobs looked good to. And hey purple hair is sometimes attractive. .
Plus I knew from watching her on JLU show that she had taste for powerful men. And had become loyal to a talking ape after being freed from a magic mirror so it shouldn't be to hard to tempt her into taking a Unbreakable Vow. She was already messed up the head.
Judging by the scene I was watching my decoy had killed Lex Luthor as planned, since Darkseid hadn't conquered the Earth and Brainiac hadn't destroyed it either.
Tala was currently mixing up a Witch's brew in some sort of lab. No sign of the Annihilator or Felix Faust in a mirror that was good. And given that Lex Luthor should be dead she might not be working for Grodd by now. Hopefully my former decoy had killed the damn dirty ape as well because I didn't want a woman who been touched by monkey hands. .
I watched for a while and because I had a few days to kill before Loki got slapped down by The Hulk during the alien invasion at the end of the film I had some time to play voyeur.
Tala seemed to be all alone in a rather primitive looking place and free from the mirror. Staying somewhere remote perhap?.
I really did want this magic women at my side and I'd been intending to grab her before but just never got round to it.
I decided to open a Gate and give it ago as I didn't have much to lose at this point and a lot to gain.
DC Earth. Tala's Lab.
Working on yet another power boosting potion involving the mixing of ingrediens best left unmentioned the former apprentice and lover of Felix Faust suddenly felt the ground shake and strange burst of magic swept through the room.
Suddenly a man in black and silver robes like those often worn by magic users appeared in the room. The witch summoned dark forces to her and was about to blast this intruder but a flash of red light hit her first and the world turned to black.
"Up you get" instructed a male voice who picked the awakening Tala off the floor and put her in a chair. "Now don't try any more magic or I won't use a stunner next time".
Staying calm Tala decided to find out what was going on. Clearly this spellcaster didn't want her dead or she would be by now also she wasn't tied up. Perhaps he just wanted to talk.
"What do you want?" the witch asked softly.
"That's a loaded question" answered the man giving it some thought. "I want to rule over entire worlds, to be worshipped as a god and have the power to back up that claim. Oh and a harem of sexy women like yourself dedicated to serving my very perverted desire".
"So not much then" commented Tala sardonically.
The young man in robes smiled and said.
"I actually had all that, well mostly. I was a god once and I did rule a nice city. Even had the babes. Never really got around to the world conquering much, sadly".
The self proclaimed former god pulled up a chair and sat informally upon it.
"To have climbed to such lofty heights and to have lost the view means I'm rather driven to reclaim it" explained the wizard "but its not something I can do on my own and before I move onto new worlds I decided to get myself someone worthwhile enough to help from this world".
Tala, or at least this version of her, didn't have great self esteem and liked the bad boys so much this guy was already making her silk panties wet. If only he'd tied her up this would be really erotic.
"If you wanted to be my new boyfriend, you could of just asked".
"I'm not so much the asking type" informed her suitor "I'm more the want, take, have kind of guy".
"So what's in it for me?" she inquired.
She didn't have much going for her here. The world was a mess these days and the talking ape who'd pulled her out of the mirror had turned up dead thanks to that new anti-hero before she'd had chance to pack up her stuff and open a portal.
"Well how about power, wealth, slaves and access to magical resources from worlds you've never even heard about".
Tala had spread her legs for a lot less and the offer was enticing. And also to amazing sounding to be a lie, at least her opinion.
"And in return you want what?" she inquired "my magical talents at your disposal, help taking over the world maybe even a bed warmer".
"Pretty much" he replied. "I have a few ideas on how to make us both more powerful and I can promise a life better than this place".
He politely didn't call it a hovel.
"Being the concubine of a Dark Lord is hard work at times and you'll never return to this world" the guy admitted "but it has its upsides. And I am a very generous benefactor".
Well it would be nice to get shiny things between being slapped around decided Tala. And hey concubine to a Dark Lord is a step from working for CADMUS which was her last job. They'd not even brought her dinner before fucking her over. Not a single cent of severance pay, damn government types.
"Fine but I want a regular salary" she half begged half demanded. "and if I get arrested you have bail me out. I hate prison food".
One magically binding oath later and Tala said goodbye to Earth, heading for a new life. All the while hoping that this Gothic fellow was a bit nicer than her last few bosses.
The Avengers Verse. Manhattan. Stark Tower.
After draining some of the power from my newest Mistress and also marrying her in a Dark Binding Ritual performed by a grumpy old Dark Priest who demanded a soul for his service but got a minor magical trinket for his trouble. I was now more powerful than I had been since my return to the world of the living.
The 'marriage' between Tala and I had cemented her loyalty and affection beyond what I had hoped for, she was now more like a devoted pet than a person. Which was fine with me as long as he knew when to bite.
It was also nice to have a Mistress again as I hadn't gotten laid since my rebirth and while that had only been about a week or so ago now it was a long time for a guy who'd been used to having a harem of eager females.
Tala was eager but she was also different than the others had been. (something I'd never tell her as the women in your life greatly dislike hearing about the women who use to be in your life) My new witch was far more submissive and enjoy abuse on a deep level. Sure my former spell casting fuck bunnies had enjoyed the kinker things I did to the, but Tala actually went out of her way to get me to do those things.
A few times she'd purposely distracted me from my work and seemed to be goading me into hitting her. Which seemed pointless as I reserved my rage for the times it would serve me best.
Like the day when I'd get to rip out the still beating heart of Superman and show it to him as he died. Those were the times when getting mad served a purpose but I just didn't get angry for little or no reason I just felt annoyed and stressed. I'd just have to set up some sort of daily punishment time so we could both get it out of our systems.
Other than that she'd settled into living in the Netherworld quite well and even started working with a group of warlocks who turned once the libraries and research labs were built. That had been good news because for a while I'd worried that the Dungeon Heart wasn't working because aside from the Dark Mistresses only a few Elder Scrolls Goblins had been drawn in and all they did was settle part of the Netherworld far from the Tower.
Not a great start to an Army OF Darkness but I wasn't bothered much. I planned to leave again once Gnarl had gotten my new mountain fortress sorted out. Although even with the imps that could take a while and if I moved the Hearts there was no guarantee that the creatures would follow.
But if they didn't it wouldn't be to bad I had started over once before and could do it again elsewhere. And right now leaving the Netherworld wasn't that important I just wanted somewhere to go in case Jasmine turned up.
I'd taken the time to teach Tala a few minor Elder Scrolls Spells including invisibility so when The Hulk came in we hide ourselves with magic.
Loki made his speech just as I expected and Banner smacked the 'puny god' down like the boss he was. It was much more amusing in person but entertainment wasn't my reason for being her. I'd come to steal Loki away so I could strip him of his godhood and then take his life as well. And this universe would be much better off when I did.
The Hulk went off to rejoin the fight leaving Loki battered and bruised on the floor. The Norse god of trickery would never be more vulnerable.
Well not until after I stunned him which I did quickly and twice since despite the beating the god just took he was still able to stay awake after one stunner.
"This is a god" remarked Tala "He isn't much to look at".
"He's normally more impressive" I informed "and The Hulk had done that to either of us we'd be very, very dead".
He was also pretty heavy. It something to do with being more physically dense than Humans and a lot stronger. So I had to cast a Feather spell on both myself and the knocked out god just to carry him to the portal Tala made which would get us back to the Gate hidden in nearby Central Park.
But we got away with no one noticing and the alien invasion was stopped as I knew it would be, but by the time the Avengers went to recover Loki we were long gone and they would never see him again.
Netherworld Tower. Throne Room.
I took my sole Mistress for a twirl around the throne room to the beat of music that only existed in my head.
"You seem very happy, Sire" commented Gnarl as he entered the room with a stack of scrolls under one arm.
"I'm very happy indeed Gnarl" I confirmed between humming "I'm a god again!"
I hadn't expected to become a full god once more due to a lot of Loki's powers being biological in nature but for whatever reason all those powers were now mine. I'd didn't just have his magic I had his strength and toughness as well, actually nearly all of it some of it was still in the two Hearts and little more was in Tala to give her a physical boost but most of it was in me.
I'd tested it out or ready by cutting myself with a dagger. I'd been unable to draw my own blood and even gotten one of the Drow that had turned willing to serve to shoot with an arrow. The projectile had bounced off my shoulder as if was just a thrown bit of wood rather than an arrow fired from a long bow.
I wasn't going to try that will a salvo of gunfire any time soon but given that I mostly stuck to less advanced worlds it shouldn't matter and I plans to make myself even more powerful.
"Did the Browns combing the ruins of the Dark City find my Golden Apples, yet".
"Even better Master" informed Gnarl "They found the whole tree thanks to the Blues".
"Golden Apples?" inquired Tala.
A team of Browns came in holding the immortal tree that produced a small number of Golden Apples every year. In the past I had gifted them my favourite slaves as a reward. In a feudal society such a gift was a great one because it also freed them from worrying about illness and mundane injuries.
You still had to worry about magical attacks and you could be killed by more powerful creatures but for the most part being given a Golden Apple by the Overlord was like being given the key to the chocolate factory. As unless you got decapitated there wasn't much a mortal could do other than annoy you with their murder attempts.
I went to the tree and plucked two apples before sending the minions off to replant the tree down by the fake sun the Greens used to keep their Burrow nice and alive. The tree was immortal and didn't need to be planted or to metabolise sunlight but I'd discovered that it grew more apples if it was kept in pleasant conditions.
I threw one of the Golden Apples to my sexy witch who looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"What is it?" she asked as I ate my apple.
"Did you ever the expression 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away'?".
The expression was outdated given doctors didn't do house calls any more but Tala had heard of it.
"Well this is the apple that would put him out of business" I explained "A single bite of one of these will cure you of anything short of death and a whole one, well that cures death".
Tala studied the fruit of the gods for a moment before it clicked.
"Oh this one of those apples Odin is suppose to have that extends life for those living in Asgard".
Asgardians unlike their Olympian cousins are not naturally immortal, they require Golden Apples like the one I'd just finished eating to extend their lives. And in theory so would of I but that rule doesn't apply for every version of them. I had no idea of Thor and Loki did required one of those apples every so often but the ones I'd had Illyria steal from an alternate version of the Xenaverse to the one I had a Gate to were different.
"No its the Olympian version" I corrected. "Just eat one Golden Apple and your immortal. You can still be killed by very powerful beings but you won't age or get sick and you'll heal anything that doesn't outright kill you. So you can't be crippled either".
Tala quickly ate her apple with great gusto. Hardly surprising as immortality is a goal most bad guys aspire to. The good guys tend to be more accepting of death when it arrives at the natural ending of life but they go to heaven. I doubted Tala or I qualified for such a thing.
"So how goes my mountain fortress, Gnarl" I asked of the minion master "any progress?".
The devoted servant of darkness, that darkness being me for now, showed me his plans on the scrolls he carried.
One plan showed a massive looking entrance into the mountain at its base. Sort of like the entrance to Mt. Cheyenne in Stargate SGI only Gnarl's planned entrance was bigger and more like the entrance to the Fortress Of Doom I was wishing to own.
The mountain even looked a lot like the famous home of NORAD but the world of Xena was a different than my Earth in some noticeable ways. This must be one of them.
For example in this world there were four pyramids at Gisa, well three and half they were currently building the fourth. And Greece did lot amazingly a lot like New Zealand.
But alternate history and geography aside there were other reasons for me to have opened a Gate to this world. In the past a small empire I'd built had been ended due to a group of gods called the Nine Divines so I understandable worried about attempting to conquer another world if the local deities were active and likely to get involved. I could pour massive amounts of time and energy into a project that would gain me nothing.
But the gods of this world just weren't that tough. I knew just how weak they really were on the scale of things because I'd been one of them and despite becoming one of the fabled Olympians I'd still gotten my ass kicked by a super powered alien.
Plus I knew how to kill the local gods with frightful ease and those weapons should also be quite lethal to any other superbeings who got my way.
Most importantly I knew how to avoid screwing up the cosmic balance on that world because I'd seen some major turmoil happen on the TV show and how they had fixed it, so hopefully I'd avoid making to much of a mess.
"Sorry Gnarl you were saying?".
I really had to stop my mind from wandering like that.
"I said Dark One, that the imps are smoothing out the ground in front of the main entrance in case you wish a parade or some such. It would make a good assembly area as well".
The imps were truly amazing creatures, once I'd ordered the dozens needed to just keep the Netherworld Tower and surrounding parts inhabited in order I made dozens more to help the small army of Browns start work on the mountain. That left less than ten to do the mining but they were such good little workers I didn't need that many just to mine.
Also as the Blues could sniff out magic I was getting a consent supply of mostly minor magical objects to drain into the Hearts keeping the imps going even as they got more experienced and using more spells as they worked.
I was very glad that I'd listened to Gnarl about not closing the Gates so soon as otherwise I wouldn't be getting that supply and would be worried about ageing and such. All the old Gates would be closed over the next few months but by then I'd have started brining new lands under my control.
The World Of Warcraft would supply me with magical objects to drain and all I had to was to go to the auction house and buy them. Perhaps one day I'd conquer that world but that would take a massive army because of threats like the Burning Legion.
Xena's world was more manageable as its threats and treasures were well understood by me having been a big fan of the show.
"Well carry on the good work" I told Gnarl after he explained about the copper deposits the Browns had uncovered "I'll leave it in your hands while I go make sure my new outfit is ready. After that I have a goddess to seduce".
Mt. Snowdon. Wales. Brittania. The Xenaverse.
Gnarl indeed was keeping up the good work and what a lot of work it was. The old Brown suspected that it would be years of work but thankfully there seemed to be no rush to leave this time. The threat to the Overlord wasn't that great yet but one day it would be and then it would important to have this mountain fortress complete.
The Netherworld Tower was only safe because it was so hard to get into once someone had claimed it as a home. But aside its mystical defences the place wasn't easy to defend even with hundreds of minions and other creatures ready to fight at the Overlord's command.
But this mountain would be.
As part of a mountain range it took a lot of effort to move an army around these parts, but the minions had Gates to make that easier.
Still without the imps and more experienced Browns there'd be no way to even start this project but it did look to profitable already. The imps had discovered deposits of coppers which had uses for humans even on more primitive worlds even ones like this one.
The Overlord could trade such metals for more tools and supplies, which would in turn make the work going on here progress much easier.
Currently Gnarl watched as a work team of Browns and a few imps tunnelled into the mountain using the area that had been smoothed out as a starting point.
The minions themselves were great workers but not very imaginative, yet they could follow the plans of others perfectly. After all they had created the Netherworld Tower in a matter of years, this task would be no different. Sure the new home of the Overlord was much large than Netherworld Tower but the Browns had the imps and much tools than before to aid them in their work.
Already large piles of dirt,stone and raw ore were appearing as the entrance way was created. The stone would be needed later to make cement and ore would be processes at the Netherworld Forge which had been modified over the years to more than make armour and weapons.
It was now possible to purify metals and mould the molten material into the shape of bars. In the past this had been done mostly to gold as it was needed to pay for the large armies the Overlord had been planning to build and to pay off the loans he owned to other powerful lords.
Now different metals were being used silver as well as gold and even copper now. They were being used to buy materials from other worlds in supernatural black markets and more open cities.
Gnarl had to admit that the Overlord hadn't lost much of his ambition when he died, the minion master had worried about that. But if anything the Overlord seemed even more drive to acquire dark power and to conquer.
This was good but the aged Brown couldn't help but worry that the mistakes of the past would be repeated again. And that the former Mistresses of the Overlord were threats that shouldn't be forgotten. Closing those old Gates was a mistake Gnarl thought.
But what could he do he was must a minion sworn to obey the Overlord. He'd just have to serve as best he could and hope that things worked out. If they didn't well they still had that box.
The Temple Of Aphrodite. Greece. Athens. The Xenaverse.
In a glittering display of pink the goddess of love appeared just as the expensive vase I'd knocked over hit the ground and smashed.
"Hey what are you doing!" protested the goddess "you can't come in here and smash up my temple bad mortal, bad!".
Normally you can't see this type of god unless they allow it or you either have very sharp senses or in someway supernatural yourself. With the powers of a different class of god within me there notice me not effect was cancelled out.
"I'm not a mortal" I corrected "I'm a god like you, just different".
"Oh, god of what exactly. Vandalism!".
Oh I liked her, she had spirit. I might have to crush it but it was still nice to see. And so was she. The show didn't the character justice she was far sexier in person and actually naked under that pink almost see-through number that just about hide the details but suggested quite a bit.
That would of never got past the censors.
"I'm not really the god of anything" I admitted "I don't need worshippers like you do".
Actually I wasn't one hundred percent sure she did either but I knew that this world did require her or Areas would go insane and knock this world way off balance. He was needed or at least a god of war was.
"I suppose you can call me the god of destruction and domination" I decided.
It was a good a title as any and would certainly impress the locals once I lived up to my name.
"So you thought you'd start the whole destruction thing on my temple".
Bloody hell it was one vase, how could anyone get so upset over broken pottery. But at least I knew now that my idea of how to seduce this goddess was a good one. She was a material girl for sure and I could appeal to that.
"This temple is a joke" I told the nearly nude goddess "don't you have anything nicer, like a palace"
"Not really" Aphrodite admitted "but I do have a nice place on Olympus".
I snorted.
"I have my own underground kingdom".
It wasn't meant as a boast even if it sounded like one, and the Netherworld Tower was quite awe inspiring these days. Once the imps had fixed it up it looked like a proper seat of power for the ruler of a dark domain. Rather than just a den of monsters with a nice throne room. It still had monsters in it but they kept out of sight.
"You deserve more" I told the pink clad woman. "you should have a temple full of vast riches, with a nice pool in it. Maybe a big statue that reaches the roof, oh and slaves too".
In fact already existed thanks to the imps. They could build you anything as long as you knew what you wanted and were willing to spend some real mana, and gold too. Slaves weren't hard to get Xena's young empire made for a lot of downtrodden young women who would sell themselves into slavery just to avoid the abject poverty they were stuck in.
"And I suppose you have all of this to give?" asked the lady of love.
Looking around I double checked. Yep the temple I'd set up was a thousand times better than this. Smelt better to and I had trolls living the Netherworld. This place was well meaning but tacky. No proper silks, no fresh flowers, the offerings looked a little stale and no candles were lit.
"If this is usual standard" I confirmed "then hell yeah!".
"It has been a little slow around here ever since Xena conquered Thebes" confessed the goddess. "people don't have time for love as much when there being chased by marauders or putting out their burning homes. Not that I care".
"Areas must be loving it" I stated, hoping for more information.
"Your kidding right" huffed the Olympian as she laid down on the rooms red velvet sofa "Xena won't even give him the time of day, ungrateful bitch".
I was tempted to try and build an army to fight Xena myself now as it seemed as if she wouldn't let me get close if she rejecting the attentions of the war god. But I'd try seduction first as if that failed then my army would be gathering to far away from Greece to be seen as a threat until it actually was a threat.
News from such distant lands tended to take a long time to reach even important ears and was often unreliable even at the best of times.
Still if I could get the actual love goddess on my side, it should be simple enough to seduce Xena and tick into taking the Unbreakable Vow. Also if the Warrior Princess was a demigod like many fans suspected she should enough power that draining some of it into the Tower Heart should work.
If was in fact simply a very skilled and talented human being then I'd let the Dark Mistresses have her once they got enough experience. Breaking the female warlord wouldn't be easy but it would be possible.
"Anyway tell me more about this temple I deserve" demanded the shallow deity. "Its sounds wonderful so far, shame it doesn't exist".
"It does" I corrected "it just comes with a price".
Aphrodite sighed "Doesn't everything, have you seen the marketplace in this city. Prices are so high and its not as if I'm making much money these days".
What passed for collection plates around here had dust in them.
"Tell me about it" I said with fake sympathy.
"Well things just don't seem right" complained the goddess. "My parents are always fighting. Areas is depressed. And don't get me started on Artemis".
I wouldn't because I had no idea what she meant by that.
"Hades doesn't leave the Underworld unless there's a battle just ending, and there are a lot. And I don't know something is just wrong with the whole family".
I guessed it was the lack of Hercules. Him being around made things more interesting and gave the local human population the rarest of all gifts, that of hope. Since this entire time line only existed because his mother had died before child birth, those more sensitive to the flow of things were picking up on the wrongness of events around here.
In my reality Hercules had been far from a hero, if he'd existed at all out of the stories. But in this world he was really needed it seemed.
This place might be ripe for conquest but it was really depressing. I almost decided to do something about it. Maybe lighten up the world a bit, but nah that wasn't my job. I existed to inflict suffering and despair not to create hope.
"Seems like you would be better off with me" I suggested "I could show you the temple I had built, shower you with some gifts".
I didn't really need to offer her anything I just needed to get to the Netherword Tower because she wouldn't be able to teleport as the Hearts Chamber was shielded from such things. Normally I might just knock her out and just bind her before she woke up but I doubted a stunner would work on this type of god and she could create magical shields.
"I am kinda bored" admitted the goddess "maybe a tour of your place will cheer me up. But if there's a lot of walking then you better give me a foot rub mister".
I'd have one of the slaves do it. That was what they were for after all.
Cirra. Greece. The Xenaverse.
Already having travelled in time slay the mother of Hercules, which really messed up the time line, Callisto had travelled forward from that point to prevent the death of her family. In a twist of irony she will in fact bee the cause of their deaths leaving her younger self in a state of being that would led to her becoming the insane goddess she was now. The she'd become a demon and the oddly enough an Angel going on to create Eve, Xena's daughter and catalyst for the Twilight Of The Gods.
All at least that would have been how things worked out if Tala hadn't interfered.
Worried that interfering with the time travel of another might led to disaster the Overlord had not come on this mission and stayed in the Netherworld. The idea was that if the time line became really messed up he wouldn't be effected as he wasn't on this world and then could attempt to correct things.
This left the dangerous part of the work up the Tala and a few Dark Mistresses but if the plan succeed she would become a goddess. The DC Earth witch had risked much more for far less.
The Dark Mistresses (who were for once actually wearing more than two items of clothing) followed the magical woman into the village of Cirra. Which at this point in the time line was about to be attack by Xena's army.
This course of events would led to Xena becoming a mighty ruler who would eventually become Empress of Greece and more. Because without Hercules around to redeem Xena she carry on until she became this world biggest tyrant.
But at this point in time that hadn't happened yet and wouldn't because the Overlord had plans of his own taking place at the point in the line were Xena hadn't yet conquered all of Greece.
It was all a bit complex but in order to ensure that events played out as the Overlord wished Callisto had to be stopped from changing time again. And the Kronus Stone (which was in Tala's backpack) needed to be kept out of the hands of some short bloke who was suppose to be Hercules's sidekick.
That had involved a trip to this world's current future with the help of the Overlord's new pet god whose powers were needed intact otherwise the world would go mad or something along those lines.
(A/N: And if you can follow that you now know why I hate using time travel as a plot device. Its makes my head hurt).
"Get the chains ready ,girls" ordered the soon to be goddess "when this Callisto shows up those chains will be the only thing that can stop her".
The Chains of Hephaestus were the only thing that could keep a powerful bitch like Callisto contained long enough to get her to the Hearts so she could be drained to the point were she was just a slave to the Overlord's will and dead soon after.
Ambushing her was the plan and it worked beautifully before the deranged power house could react due to distraction of discovering that she was behind her families deaths. The chains forged by a god were wrapped around the deranged wacko and she was being dragged off to met her doom.
As the servants of the Overlord dragged a swearing goddess through Cirra (ignoring the fact that the village was currently being burned to the ground by Xena's army) they got her to the Gate without trouble. Tala simply stunned anyone who got in the way so that the impact on the time line be minimal.
Once in the Netherworld things go pretty bad for the pissed of deity. Her powers were stripped away and soon she got the oblivion she requested from Hope only it wasn't what she'd meant by oblivion. It was freaky nightmare land full of monster and lava. Callisto had only lost her godhood she was still immortal as she had been before being divine.
So she spent all of eternity trapped in Dagon's realm being chased, beaten and sometimes rapped by horrible monsters.
And those were the good days.
Netherworld Tower. Training Room.
The beauty of being a Keeper is how easy it is to turn a random space in a useful room. For example an hour ago this smallish cavern, one of many in this part of the Netherworld, had been nothing more than dank rock.
Now it was a fully equipped training room complete with dummies for me to smash, burn and otherwise destroy at my leisure.
And destroy them I did.
After stripping Callisto of nearly all of her powers (some of the energy was left in the Hearts) and then feeding them into myself I was now perhaps more powerful than I had ever been. I still lacked some of the cool Charmedverse demonic powers I'd enjoyed but the ability to produce fire fuelled by rage was rather nice.
These new powers had reduced this training room to a burning wreak in no time so I summoned a few Scamps so I could burn them as well. I greatly enjoyed the rush of power I felt when destroying so the Scamps so I summoned a few Clannfears and did the same.
I moved onto conjured zombies next and they burned away with ease as long as I focused my rage, which wasn't hard even how much I do to be mad about.
Even though I'd returned myself to level of power I'd enjoyed for so long, and perhaps more, I still felt great hate towards those who had reduced me the temporary mortality I'd had to endure.
But that was over now. I was a god again and a powerful one too. Now I could move on and restore everything else I'd lost. My new army was already growing, only just this morning a group of over twenty male Drow seeking to flee their oppressive society had asked to join me. And even a Beholder had turned up, which was weird enough on its own.
Everything seemed to going well and it hadn't taken me long to recover from my death at all. By tomorrow I would be starting to expand my influence to new worlds.
I was just about to summon up something even deadlier when an imp entered the room holding a rolled up scroll I nearly barbecued the little thing. But thankfully I had good control over my rage and didn't end immolating the messenger.
As soon as I took the scrolls the imp started to clear away the mess I'd made but I told it to remake the room uncaring that it would cost mana, which to be fair I had quite a bit of now.
The message was in Greek but one of the many benefits of godhood is that you can understand anything written or spoken and make yourself understood regardless of whatever gibberish people are speaking.
There are a few types of speech written and otherwise that I don't understand still but that's only stuff that pre-dates humanity and of course cockney rhyming slang which makes sense to nobody outside certain parts of London.
The note was fancy but pretty much just said Aphrodite wanted to see me in her temple and that Tala was now a goddess thanks to the Ambrosia stash she had hidden way.
Rather than teleport I decided to walk and see how things were progressing around here.
I was pleased to see more skeleton guards roaming the tunnels of the Netherworld it meant that the Dark Mistresses were getting some practice and soon be able to convert people into my service without having to kill them in the process. Not that death stopped the victims being useful but living people are adaptable and don't sound so creepy when they walk.
I also noticed more Goblins around here, they'd settled who areas of the Netherworld and seemed to be breeding. That or I'd let a lot more of them in here than I'd meant to. Still they seemed to be behaving themselves at that's what mattered.
One of the workshops was actually in use now as a rather evil look Dwarf had turned up and seemed to be rather good at making axes when he wasn't drinking. I'd built an entire brewery down here hoping to attract more Dwarven folk but so far only the minions seemed to be getting any use out of the beer being produced.
Not that I would tell them off for getting blind drunk as all the minions had been working hard on what I hoped would be a nice new home. I knew that the Netherworld, as big as it was, would get full fast and I needed somewhere not only with a lot of space but also with room for expansion.
A mountain range served that purpose well and at this point in time Britain's wealth of coal and metals hadn't been used up and would fuel my new empire rather well.
I still hadn't decided if I was going to try and jump on Xena's band wagon or go my one way. Or perhaps I could do both and conquer what would one day be called the UK while aiding Xena to take more of the rest of Europe.
I don't suppose it mattered in the end it would result in the same thing, at least I hoped, I would rule this world with goddesses at my side and exploit is wealth, resources and people in order to build a massive army. A great army that would crush anyone and anything that got in my way regardless of how they had ended up in my path.
Netherworld Tower. Temple Of Love.
Upon entering Aphrodite's new temple/living quarters I was amazed by how the goddess had actually managed to improve the place despite not really having much time to do so. She'd been busy after all and had needed to time to recover from having a small amount of her energy drained, followed by the Unbreakable Vow and then she'd had to go and fetch quite a bit of her stuff so she could move in here.
I hadn't turned her evil, it was important that I didn't twist her morality so I could drain her to much because that put to much of my power into her and could have far reaching consequences. Such as twisting her world's love into nothing more than mere mutual gratification and dangerous obsession.
Not that is would of changed Aphrodite much herself, she was just as vain and selfish as ever. Perhaps even worse as I'd showered her with gifts and attention she clearly wasn't getting elsewhere.
"I love this place" she informed me as I entered. "the slaves, the food, the money oh those little imps things they might be butt ugly but they get me anything I ask for".
Currently the goddess was taking a bath, or possibly a swim given the sheer size of the pool, and the only thing preventing me from seeing the body I wished to ravage was the bubbles.
"Did Tala like becoming a goddess?" I inquired.
"Oh yes she's calling herself the goddess of magic and mystery now" she informed.
I found that quite suitable a title for my other Mistresses as she had spent her life trying to solve the mysteries of magic.
"She'll need her own temple now" added the love deity "not as nice as mine of course".
This temple had been doubled in size by the looks of it. Guess she must of figure out how to order the imps about. This meant I'd bound her enough to me that the imps would obey her I hoped I hadn't gone to far I needed her to be good or at least neutral.
I noticed the smell of incense coming from somewhere and followed the scent. Passing through the pink curtains I saw a few of the slaves I'd picked up in a Roman market kneeling before Aphrodite's big statue and praying. I understood Latin but their prayer was just ego flattering nothing more.
I turned around to see Aphrodite climbing out of the pool and checked out her ass before it was hidden by the expensive towels I'd gifted her after I'd gone shopping.
It was forbidden for anyone but me to see her naked so the few serving girls made a close inspection of the floor. The tiles weren't that pretty to look at so I dismissed them while their their betters spent some time a lone.
"Where did you get these girls?" questioned the love goddess "they really seem to know their place".
"Rome" I answered "they train slaves rather well there. These girls were suppose to be working in governor's palace but he doesn't need them any more".
"Why?" wondered Aphrodite who had slipped behind the curtain that separated the bed from the bath. "did something happen to him".
"Yes I killed him" I informed her.
I'd slit his fat belly open when not only did he not cancel the order to I could buy the slaves he also set his dogs after me. I spare the dogs and killed their master before leaving. With him dead the slave master gladly sold them all to me at a discount.
"Oh" she replied not caring for the fate of some random mortal. "well are you coming to bed?".
Her sex life had been a major issue when deciding the terms of the Vow. The magical oath had to willingly taken otherwise it did nothing. And being the goddess of love the idea of being limited to one man was a bit much for her. But everyone has their price, hers was a few promises I'd made.
I wasn't allowed to take a goddess more beautiful than her into my service and I had to build a temple on her world, bigger than anything the other gods had.
Thankfully that would be easier to do than imagined. I just had to create more imps and find a suitable flat bit of land, the imps would build the temple for the cost of mana. The bigger it was the more mana it was cost and decorating it would mean another shopping trip to Xenaverse's Rome and Supernatural's New York that was a small price to pay for the sole rights to use Aphrodite's body.
And what a body it was.
I entered the bedroom part of the temple/living quarters and saw my Mistresses lying nude on her stomach her sexy ass in full view with her breasts hidden by her arm.
"Like what you see?".
The word like didn't t do the sight justice. I didn't even mind the idea of sleeping on the heart shaped bed between pink sheets as long as she was in it.
The bed was rather large so rather than answer I simply removed the light leather and clothe outfit I wore (all black of course) and climbed in much to my bed partners delight.
"Someone's eager" the goddess commented. "Tala not doing it for you?".
Tala was an inventive lover and had amused me so far but I was use to having a wide range of fucktoys to chose from. No single woman was enough for me, even having two only made the situation bearable.
I leaned in and grabbed one of Aphrodite's breasts and squeezed hard, harder than I should of have but its hard to hurt an Olympian at least compared to a human woman.
Aphrodite smiled and said.
"If you like my breasts you should see what I can do with them".
Putting actions to her worlds the goddess got on top of me her perfect ass nearly in my face and lent forward so her breasts covered my hard dick. She squeezed her bosom together so that my cock vanished between them and started to wank me off using her massive and firm boobs.
"Just relax and let me take of you" she said softly.
Which is something I'd really wanted to hear right now as having a goddess tell you she's going to do all the work in bed is very cool.
Slowly Aphrodite jerked me off using her soft breasts to bring to orgasm in what felt like hours but if it had taken that long I didn't mind as it felt so good. Plus I got to look at her rear end as she pleasured me, a treat never to passed up with this woman as it was divine in appearance and origin.
I so had to get myself another Olympian Mistress they were worth having around even if you had to build a temple and shower them with gifts just to get them into bed. Tala had been far less work in comparison but tempting mortals is always easy. Of course being a creature of evil myself I found it rather easy to tempt anyone I wanted.
The tit-wank (which was a crude word not worthy of what was happening here) was quickly coming to a climax and Aphrodite seemed to sense it was about to happen and picked up her pace inviting me to cum on her breasts with both words and actions.
I did as she requested and my seed was set lose to cover the goddess's boobs which made her giggle as if she was having fun. Which she was if she truly enjoyed this sort of thing.
As she cleaned herself with some wetwipes (another luxury item I'd gifted her with) she said.
"Now that was fun. I'll have to show what I can do with my mouth, but only if you keep treating me this well".
She was going to be expensive to keep around but its not like I paid for things that often as she was worth the effort.
Climbing back into bed we both went to sleep (which is optional for gods but sometimes worth the time spent) I then had a very odd dream.
Dream. Inside My Own Head.
I knew this place it was Empire City the place where the fourth Overlord AKA the Overlad had defeated Greenheart's mad plan to become a god.
Well at least it seemed to be, only it was intact and quite vibrant more real. I could see all the colours not just the ones Humans normally can see and I had no words to name them because I'd never seem before.
"Ah, there you are" said a voice.
I turned around to see Rose the Mistress of the Third Overlord and mother of the Forth. She was dressed in large white robes that left little of her face exposed but I knew it was her the voice was the same.
"I'd thought you never dream, honestly you men you always make things more difficult than they need to be".
Normally I'd great protest that I was often quite direct in my actions and women were the ones who made things needlessly complex. But I wasn't really in the state of mind to argue about the pros and cons of both genders, instead I just wanted this freaky dream to end.
"Where the hell am I?" I asked.
"Do you know about the Infernal Abyss?"
I nodded to show that I did.
"Well this is the Eternal Bliss, sort heaven to that hell and the headquarters of this world's Forces of Light".
Okay that actually made some sense but if this was heaven were are the good souls.
"There here you just can't see them" informed Rose.
Was she reading my mind?".
"Yes but your dreaming so you don't actually need to speak anyway, well you can if you want".
"Okay" I said out loud "Why I am here?".
"Let me ask one first" she insisted "are you intending to mess up everything or are you just an idiot".
Only that fact that I couldn't seem to get mad stopped me from ripping this dead chick a new one, assuming that was possible.
"I'm trying to be an Overlord" I argued "its not my fault if the multi-verse is to fragile".
Rose sighed.
"Just an idiot, right let me explain how you can stop messing up".
Again the urge to throttle this bitch went unsatisfied once again.
"Your not suppose to win to much" she told me "the whole Good Vs Evil thing requires as the name suggests good and evil. You can't go around making heroes evil and then not expect to get killed. Your messing things up to much and the Mother Goddess is not happy about what you did with this world. You messed with things you couldn't deal with and this world paid the price. There must be balance".
"What I can't win that sucks!" I shouted out.
"No you can win just not to much" she said "you have to let good have a chance".
"I've read the Evil Overlord list" I pointed out "I know how stupid it is let heroes run around, they tend to end up killing you".
"Of course that's the point of having GOOD! it stops evil destroying everything while evil assures that there will always be a need for good. You need both".
Rose paused and looked at me with sympathy.
"Look I can help you out. Do the Mother Goddess a favour and she'll do you one".
"Isn't she suppose to support the other team" I wondered "why would she help me".
"The Mother Goddess is just another way of looking at what you simply call God, but those are just words they don't really tell you much. Anyway as I said good and evil are needed so the Mother Goddess doesn't want you to lose either, she just doesn't want you to win to much. You can still rule your Dark Domain just don't destroy everything else".
Well that made sense I suppose. I had in the past simply killed or corrupted those who could stop me. Were I should of just killed some of them and the rest alone.
"So what's this favour?" I inquired.
"Well its more of a bargain, but we try not to use that would. Think of more like an exchange of favours".
No signing in blood or any attempts to buy my soul, so it couldn't be that bad.
"The Mother Goddess by which I mean the creator of all things is willing to let you get on with building your Dark Domain as evil is needed and will grant you The Power To Kill Gods. By that I mean lower level gods not the Elder Ones what you call the PTBs but the Olympians and such".
Ah now I was on track. Xena wouldn't bring about the Twilight Of The Gods in that version of her world because she was to busy trying to conquer the world. Still not much of a gift really as I already knew about weapons that could kill gods but lower gods meant anything like Jasmine (who having taken physical form wouldn't count as a PTB any more) it could come in handy.
"In exchange for the being given the ability to kill nearly any immortal on your level of existence. You have to promise to listen to my advice when I give it and you must, this is very important, you must repopulate the world above. Well the one above when your awake".
Oh I so knew that causing the death of all mortal life on that world would bite me the ass. Well actually I'd expected whatever else aside from Dark Mistresses that lived in The Infernal Abyss to come after me but not this.
"So I have to repopulate the world and follow your advice and all I get in return is the power do something I could do with say a Hind's Blood dagger or the Rib of Krnous. That seems to little for a lot of effort" I pointed out.
Rose gave the matter some thought and seemed to have an idea come to her.
"Normally we don't make deals like this, that's for demons but I serve balance even if I'm currently not working for The Powers but I wanted the cool Angel powers they plane walking like this a lot easier".
Huh?. What?. That statement made no sense.
"But I can offer let's say healing and the power to raise the dead?".
"I can do the who healing thing I know restoration magic and I have a box for raising the dead".
"Damn your file needs updating again".
I have a file?.
"No sense offering you Faith back then, you could do that yourself and make her goddess again".
I could but I won't I was moving on.
"Shame she'd like to get of Oblivion I bet".
"Oblivion?".
"Yes Faith worshipped you, well not in the praise the almighty Overlord sense but she dedicated to you so when she died she went to your 'Paradise' but all the souls there got lost in Oblivion when that afterlife fell apart".
Shit maybe I should bring her back. She might be quite grateful
"How about visions from The Powers. That might help you not wreak the balance to much as you can do good and evil?".
Not really my thing, maybe something else. I'd have to give it some thought.
A/N: I decided that Overlord Gothic should have to deal with pissing off the good guys and not just the evil. But at they are making it worth his while to be there buttmonkey, So what should he ask for I'm going to let you guys suggest ideas for what's pretty anything as God is granting the wish. Ideas?. Also do you think Faith should come back or just be left behind? And last of all should Gothic fight Xena or enslave her, after he slaughters the gods?. Either could be a lot of fun.