Momonga POV:

Damn it! How can they just abandon everything we've created like this! The countless sleepless nights we spent creating the most minute details on our NPCs, the inscrutable designs we put in every room! No, they all had to leave, I'm being selfish. They all had things to do in real life, I'm simply stuck in the past. However, they could've at least logged on for one last night. Just... Just one. One more time, with my only friends. The only friends I've ever made.

I feel a tear slip out of my eyes, and wet my dive gear.

Perhaps... Mmm, I'll go spend the last minutes with an NPC, my NPC. The one who represents us all.

Treasury of Nazarick, 8 minutes before YGGDRASIL server shutdown...

Pandora's Actor... Even though I created you in my chunni phase, I can't help but feel some pride in looking upon you.

"Accompany me."

He leaves his saluting pose, and trails me as I enter the treasury. I take off my ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, and drop it on the floor. There's no where else to put it, and if I enter the mausoleum with it, the golems will activate.

As me and Pandora make our way down the hall of irregular statues, I think about why I'm coming down here.

I think for a while. Then we arrive. The sanctuary where the world items Ainz Ooal Gown holds are kept.

I think... I'll use them. On what, I have no clue. Perhaps fireworks. I'll use them to look at the cool effects I've never seen as the server shuts down. I pick them all up, and hand them for Pandora to put in his inventory. Then we leave. We come back to the mountains of treasure Ainz Ooal Gown has collected over the years, and I pick out some choice items, as well as quite a bit of gold. There are spells that can be cast using gold after all. After completely leaving, I come back to my dropped ring, pick it up, and equip it again.

Using it, I teleport out into the graveyard part of the tomb, and cast 'mass fly' on me and Pandora. Rising high, higher, and higher above the mists and marshes of Helheim.

The countdown timer reaches 10 seconds, I spent too much time in the Treasury. In ten seconds, the only traces of me and my friends existence, the only mark we left on the world, the only time our collective name was uttered, will be erased, lost to time and corrupted data.

Another tear joins the one I shed earlier, and then another. It turns into a waterfall of salty liquid, pouring out from my eyes. The only time I've cried in years, and it's over this stupid game. How idiotic.

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Huh? Didnt the game shut down? Perhaps the shutdown got extended?

No, me and Pandora are no longer in Helheim, instead we are in a forest, similar to the gardens of Asgard.

"Perfect Unknowable."

I cast it on both me and Pandora, as we might be under attack due to our world items. No matter my mental state, I will defend our legacy.

After looking around, and finding no one coming for us, I cast multiple anti-scrying and barrier spells to ensure our security.

"Mmmmmomonga-sama! Might I ask what we are hiding from?!"

"Quiet. We might be under attack. I must think."

Huh? Did he just talk?

I slowly turn around, and look at Pandora's stiff form, who is looking around, observing our surroundings like me.

"Pandora."

"Yes, Momonga-sama?!"

Mhm. He spoke. Though he didn't look like it. His circular mouth remained stiff and still.

"Pandora...?"

"Yessss...?"

"Erm... Come here."

He quickly and briskly advances a few steps, in a military style march.

"Uh... Hold out your hand."

Normally, such a command is unprocessable to NPCs. But, he does it.

I slowly take his hand in mine, and feel his long fingers. They're bony, and lack alot of flesh, but that's not the point. No, that is the point. I can feel him. Dive gear isn't this advanced. So...

"Pandora, twirl around."

He effortlessly sticks one leg out, and does a ballerina twirl.

Umu. Have I been summoned to this world? Is it Yggdrasil, or something else? NPCs can't follow such commands, so has Pandora gained sentience? If so, that is a good and bad thing. But for now, we must get our bearings.

"Umu, Pandora, sit down on that log."

"Yes, Momonga-sama."

I cast a 3rd tier scrying spell, 'eye in the sky'. This is one of the more basic spells, that even warriors and thiefs use to get their bearings. It quite literally grants you an eye on the sky, but only works outside and has a limited range of 5 miles. It does not allow one to zoom in on their target either.

The forest around me and Pandora is not large, and is surrounded by two cities on the north and south side. The north city is significantly closer than the south, and the south one is on fire. There is a small lake in this forest as well.

"Pandora."

"Yes?"

"What's the last thing you remember before we came here?"

"Bringing the all-powerful world items out of the treasury, Momonga-sama!"

Umu. So he still has his memories.

Pandora has 10 out of 11 of the world items Ainz Ooal Gown collected, whilst I have my orb, which is one I hid from the guild and the world. The last one is equiped by the Guardian Overseer Albedo, but we need not worry about that anymore.

I also hold the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, which is on par with a world item. I wonder if it will work in this world.

"Growth."

I activate the nature orb, which is colored green, and a small tree rises and twists from the dirt infront of me.

So it does work. Well, while me and Pandora are testing things, I better have work going on in the background.

"Summon Hanzo."

I summon 8 level 90 hanzos, who specialize in scouting and spying.

"What do you require of us, o'summoner?"

"Four of you go scout the city to the south of us, find out why it's burning, and who is attacking it. Find out where we are, and if there's a war going on, what side would be better for us to join. The other four go to the north, and see what we can do in that city."

"Understood."

They each disappear into the shadows, out of view.

I sit down on the log next to Pandora, and let out a sigh. If I even can sigh. I hold up my bony hands, and poke at my skull. I fondle my ribcage, and squeeze my thigh bones.

"Momonga-sama, is everything alright?"

If this isn't a dream, and I permanently stay in this world with Pandora, it will be an improvement to life beyond my imagination. As I've seen, my magic works too. Even though I was a mid-rate caster, not as good as Ulbert-san or Tabula-san, I could probably beat each of them in combat. So I'm quite strong. Plus I have Pandora with me, who's a level 100 doppëlganger. He can transform into Touch Me-san, who was a world champion in Yggdrasil. He can cover for my inadequacies. In fact, me and Pandora could probably defend against any Player in Yggdrasil, with the right gear.

"MO-MON-GA-SA-MA!"

"Ah! What is it?! Don't yell like that!"

"My apologies for interrupting your thoughts, but you weren't listening to my question!"

"What was it?"

"What are we going to er... do from now on?!"

"Indeed. What will we do? We can't just carry around the world items, so perhaps once the hanzos return, we can set up a base in a cave somewhere and summon some guards, you can use your castle skills to guard them as well."

"Got it..."

"In the meantime, let's test some skills."

2 hours later...

Y'know, thinking about it now... He's kinda like my son. I did create him. He's kinda like how I was in my chunni phase.

"Pandora."

No response.

"Pandora..."

"PANDORA!"

"Yes! I am awake, Momonga-sama!"

He jumps up from the small crater he was sleeping in, and stands at attention. In our testing, we damaged some of the landscape, but if someone sees it, they'll just think it was large animals fighting. I've confirmed I can use all my spells, and Pandora can transform into all 41 of Ainz Ooal Gown. I've got everything I had in my inventory when I was last in Yggdrasil, and cash shop items still work here.

"Pandora... What am I to you? How do you view me?"

"Ahhh... To me, Momonga-sama, you are mein CREAAAATOR, und... My... Well..."

"Spit it out."

"My Father, my lord, and the one I shall serve for all time!"

I see. It's nice to know he views me in such a light. Since his backstory and settings did come to life, I don't think he'll ever betray me, but I should still be cautious anyway.

"The hanzos will return soon. After that, we'll venture into the city. Then, we'll find a map and store the World items in a nearby cave system or mountain range."

"Would it not be better to find such a place before we enter?"

"No, I want to find one that hasn't been explored, or is unable to be explored. Although I don't know if such a wish will come true, depending on the people's levels."

"Ahh..."

After a couple more minutes, the Hanzos return, with lots of information.

"The place we are in is called the 'Draconic Kingdom'. They are at war with the Beastman country, who's only reason for invading is to eat the citizens of this Kingdom. The city to the north is their capital, and the one to the south is under raid right now. They are managing to hold the beastmen off at the cities gates right now, but it won't be long before that city falls as well. Then, the beastmen will cross through this forest and begin preparations for invading the capital. The capital houses weapons that could harm you, Momonga-sama, but they lack people with the talent to wield them."

I see. Joining either side will have benefits for me, but it comes down to a few factors.

"What weapons are these?"

"We cannot tell. They are enchanted, but not with any magic from Yggdrasil."

New magic items!? It's almost been decided.

"What is the highest level of these Beastmen?"

"Their leader is a level sixty one."

"Fwa... Thank you. Come here."

I place a red armband around the leader hanzos arm, and his eyes grow wide.

"You are the leader of these hanzos. I trust you to make the right decisions. All of you will go into the Draconic kingdoms capital city, and investigate these weapons, as well as their leader, and this new magic unknown to me. As for I and Pandora, we have an invasion to stop."

City of Brosphis, Draconic kingdom...

Amalric Brauneg POV:

I am the Queen's 6th general, and one of the few who's survived the entire damn war. I've got a wife and two kids in the capital, so that's why I'm at these damnable front lines.

I fought in every battle or skirmish there was, and seen alot of friends die. The unintelligible screams and shout of death have become commonplace in my dreams, and I don't think I'll ever get a good night of sleep again in my life.

It's time to address the soldiers I guess. I step out if my tent and walk through the camp we've set up outside the city. Surrounding the camp is a makeshift wall. It's rudimentary, but it gets the job done. A dull aura lays thick in the air, and I hear sobs and wailing in some tents.

I step up on the wall we've erected, and prepare. This barrier won't do much though. It never has. I prepare, and the soldiers begin to gather around. Most of them are conscripts, who've never even been in a fist fight. We usually have the Slane Theocracy help us out, the pompous bastards they are, but we've been told help won't come till later.

"Soldiers! The Draconic kingdom is the last bastion for humanity against the wreched beastmen! We will likely die here, but we must buy time for those of this city to escape into the capital! If we die here, it will not be a dishonorable death, we shall die for our families and children!"

At my speech, some of the soldiers break down crying, and some pass out. I cant blame them. This Kingdom is doomed. But I will die for my family. I must hold some of these disgusting beings off.

It's a foggy, rainy morning. The beastmen are most definitely going to use their racial traits to their advantage. I hear the signature demihumans horns go off, and prepare myself for their assault.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.*

What the hell is that?! I've never heard anything like that before!

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.*

We really are all going to die here...

*THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP*

Running out of the fog comes a gignormous thing, with a raggedy circular shield in one hand, and a tree branch in the other. The archers on top of the makeshift wall made out of stone and wood start to scream.

"ARCHERS, USE FIRE ARROWS!"

The archers shakily let loose a round of fire arrows, though that does little to stop it. It brings it's branch down, and slams it into the wall, making a gignormous sized hole. After he brings it back up, he slides it across the top of the wall, killing the archers. I manage to jump off of the wall just in time, but I think I might've broken a rib on impact. I flip my body over, and finally get a good unobscured view at it.

I recognize the shape of it's body and nose as a troll, but it's much bigger and uglier than any troll I've ever seen. It's arms are grossly disproportionate to it's body, and it's eyes are red. He has steam coming off his body, and drool coming out of his mouth. On his torso he wears a warped and poorly made piece of sheet metal, held up by two thick ropes on his arms. His crotch is covered by a ripped and torn cloth, also held up by a rope.

He lets out a guttural roar, mixed in with screams from the soldiers, and shouts from the demihumans pouring through the wall. Behind him fly birdmen, with pots of oil hanging from their talons. I've seen tactics like this before, and the results are never good. The troll reaches for me, and picks me up.

Shit.

I know what happens to humans when demihumans get ahold of them. But I need to kill more of these things! I can't go down without a fight!

I stab my steel shortsword into his hand multiple times, but it's unphased. I slap it, punch it, hit it, bash it, and do anything in my power to make him release his grip that's constricting my lungs. It's no use though. He lowers me into his mouth, and then,

"AIIEHEARREGHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHH"

I'm not dead! My organs are spilling out of my damn ribs, and I'm not fucking dead!

At this, he swings my body in a circular motion, flinging my guts all across the shocked conscripts faces. My blood goes everywhere, and then, darkness.

Outskirts of Brosphis...

Momonga POV:

It looks like we got here in time. Normally, in game, you wait until the army is under attack to save them, so their appreciation for you rises. I don't know why I'm calm seeing all this blood and gore though.

The soldiers of the Draconic Kingdom are currently being slaughtered by the beastmen, and it looks like it's just started. I identify the leader as the level 61 'cursed war troll', who was quite the hard opponent for lower levels in Yggdrasil. Pandora is in Touch me-sans form, since he has the 2nd highest defense of Ainz Ooal Gown. If I come across any players at all, me and him will immediately retreat, and go into hiding. I cannot risk having the world items taken away, if they even work here.

"Alright Pandora, go in."

"Yes, Momonga-sama."

I dispel perfect unknowable from him, and he does a front flip into battle. He swings his short sword, killing 10 beastmen in one cleave. He continues this for a few minutes.

I decide it's time to make a move, so I dispell 'Perfect unknowable', and land next to the army. At my appearance they get into a half-assed guard stance, but I quickly speak,

"Calm yourselves, soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom. I am Momonga, an adventurer. The one fighting out there right now is my teammate, Pandora. We've come to help."

After I say this, they relax a little bit. They still look on guard, but it's not as through they could do much to me.

There's an old, grizzly man who looks to be their leader. He has better armor, if you can even count it as armor, and he's standing in front of them. I hand him some tier 7 healing potions and say,

"Here, for the more seriously wounded. I will now summon undead. These undead are skilled in healing magic, so do not attempt to fight!"

I summon forth eight night liches, who are the more advanced versions of elder liches.

"Ask them for healing, and they shall give it to you! I expect you all can take care of yourselves, so I will now go join the fight!"

And with that, I twirl around and stomp off towards the battlefield.

I stand infront of the fog on the battlefield, preparing myself for battle. I've got instant death precautions, time precautions, one shot precautions, magic precautions, and every other precaution in the book. I should be prepared to face a player, should there be any in the enemies ranks.

"Clear weather"

Clear weather is a 5th tier spell, which does exactly what it says. It clears weather. Fog, rain, storms, it clears it all away. With that, the mist surrounding the battlefield was swept away, showing Pandoras white glimmering armor covered in blood and guts.

I walk up to him, and pat him on the shoulder,

"Take a break. Go back there and coordinate with the army. You have permission to use your original form."

"Thanks... Momonga..."

He trudges away, retreating behind me.

"Now then," I speak, "Let's take care of the main problem."

I turn and walk towards the war troll, who seems in a battle ready stance. He's standing in front of the beastman army, which is not that far from the broken wall. Since we got here, the beastmen stopped attacking. The only reason Pandora had to kill any is because it seems some of them were overly pompous and didn't heed their generals words, or were just insane.

I approach the troll, and he speaks.

"Whuuuoo... argh... yhhu..." It croaks out.

"I am Momonga, a simple adventurer!"

"Week... nahme... but...yuu...knot... cume... oht... her... if... noght... strung..."

(Weak name, but you not come out here if not strong.)

"Eff... u... stron... leik... frend... den... I... haf... qeuston..."

(If you strong like friend then i have question.)

"What is it?"

"Kerr... me..."

(Kill me.)

"Why do you want that?"

"Ahm... kurse... tire... uff... war...!"

(Am cursed, tired of war.)

"Cuntry... use... und... use... ahnd... use... meh... too... kill... and... kerll... and... KILL!"

(Country uses, and uses, and uses, me to kill, and kill, and kill, and KILL!)

"Soh... tird..."

(So tired.)

"I will heed your request, troll."

"Denk... yhu..."

"What is your name?"

"Don..."

"I will remember it."

I feel quite bad for this troll, despite having only just met. Poor Don.

"Grasp heart." His heart appears in my hand, and I crush it, giving him a painless death. He slumps over, and his breathing stops. The soldiers behind me erupt in cheers at his death, and the beastmen recoil at his death.

"Now then, let's begin. Twin dragon lightning!"

I slam my hands together and pull them apart, two small dragons made of lightning appearing in my hand. I direct them upwards towards the flying birdmen, and shortly after, I hear the screams of their deaths. I feel nothing, which is weird. Perhaps this body cares not for death? Makes sense, i'm an undead now. The enemy of the living...

"Triplet maximize magic, Lightning."

3 bolts of lightning come down from the clouds and smite the advancing demihumans, thinning them out quite a bit. I continue spamming this spell until the demihumans around the camp and around me are dead, and I turn my sights on the beastmen encampment. I cast fly, and rise into the air.

"Far sight."

A 5th tier spell that allows one to zoom their vision in. Quite useful. I see 5 beastmen standing in front of the camp, looking directly at me with anger in their eyes. They look to be a different cut then the other ones I've killed, as they are armed with types of magic items and have a commander look about them. No matter. It's been a while since I've done aerial bombardment, but it's still one of my favorite types of ways to attack.

I point my gloved finger at the encampment, and say,

"Triplet maximize magic, explosion."

3 giant explosions erupt from the camp, spanning the entire area of where it laid. After the explosions stopped, all that was left were gignormous craters, and charred beastman remains.

I arrive back at the Draconic kingdoms forward base, and touch down in the middle of the medical center. Pandora is instructing the undead where to go in his normal form, and he's also working on healing a patient.

"Pandora."

"Yes, Momonga?"

"How goes the healing?"

"They've lost about 2000 of their 10000 large punitive force sent out, so we arrived in time."

"Where is their commander?"

He points to a bigger looking tent, but it looks not that different than the rest of these.

"Thank you."

He nods his head at me.

I walk towards the tent, which has the symbol of a dragon wrapped around the sun on it. As I open the door, my first thought is, 'This is the commanders tent?'. It only has a rickety table with a map, and a lantern in said table. Nothing else. Not even a chair. Leaning over that table is the same old man I have the potions to. He has shoulder length white hair, and sunken cheeks. His face is thin, and his body thinner. He wears the most rudimentary of rudimentary equipment.

"Ah! Hello, sir Momonga!" He scrambles into place, and goes into a deep bow before me.

"Thank you! Thank you so much for saving this city! I thank you from the bottom of my heart! My name is Hartwin Bradford, the second-in-command of this post!"

"Umu... Where's the first-in-command?"

"He was killed in the initial attack on this base."

"I see. Well then, please, have a seat."

I create two obsidian chairs with magic, and his eyes widen. Tears begin to flow, and he shouts again.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

He quickly seats himself, a look of satisfaction reaching his face. He likely hadn't sat down today. You aren't supposed to keep the elderly standing y'know?

"So, Hartwin-sama-"

"PLEASE, call me -san! I am undeserving of such a title!"

"O-ok... Hartwin-san... would you mind telling me why this country is at war?"

"Of course! The beastmen want to eat us, since we're their closest neighbors. In past years, we survived off of renting the Slane Theocracies 'Sunlight Scripture', but this year they were busy. So the demihumans took advantage of that and invaded our remaining cities. The family that I served was one of the first to die."

"Oh? What position were you?"

"I was a butler, sir. The only reason I didn't get away is because the family entrusted with me their kids."

"Where are those kids now?"

"In an orphanage. I do not deserve to raise them."

"Umu..."

"But, good sir. Let's go on to brighter topics. May I ask why you helped us?"

He still has some of the somber attitude from earlier, but still goes forward nonetheless.

"Me and Pandora are an adventuring team. We saw you all needed help, and so we jumped in."

"Might I ask what country you come from?"

"We are from a country that isn't on any maps, and the rank we are matters not. Although we were the top ranked adventurers in our old town."

I took a gamble saying that it wasn't on any maps, because these people might've already explored the world.

"Well, after seeing your strength first hand, there's no doubt you might be mithril, or even adamantine!"

"Oh-hoh? And what ranks are those?"

"The highest you can get sir! Although, I'd like to ask you a question..."

"Speak."

"What race is Pandora? I've never seen one quite like him."

"He is what's called a doppëlganger. He's able to change into that one form to fight."

I'll spread misinformation that Pandora can only change into Touch Me-sans form, so that way they'll think he can't cast magic.

"Ahh... His form was quite glorious! Now then, onto the next matter. Now that you have repelled the first wave, I do believe Her Majesty the Queen, Draudillion Oriculus would like to speak with you!"

"Do you know what about?"

"Well, there likely two matters that will come up, if you'll allow me to guess. The first is rewarding you for your deeds, and the second would be asking you to continue to help repel their attacks."

Ah... perhaps asking for land to govern over wouldn't be a bad idea, and then I'd be able to store the world items.

"When would this talk happen? I'd like to make it as soon as possible..."

"It's extremely likely it'll happen today! I shall be on the lookout for a messenger that will probably ride in."

"Umu... May I ask for a map of this Kingdom?"

"Certainly!"

He picks up the one on the table, and hands it to me. It's quite detailed, and I can see a couple potential spots to make a base. Likely in a mountain somewhere.

"Is, everything to your liking sir?"

"Mhm. I think I'll stay in this Kingdom for a while longer. For the meantime, I must go talk with Pandora.

"Thank you, Sir Momonga!"

He enters into a deep bow again.

I'm now laying on a bed in my tent. Not that I need to sleep anyways. I chose a mountain for Pandora to go set up on, and he's currently building the infrastructure for the new treasury. He'll also set up traps, as well as create demons using Ulbert-sans form. whilst he's out of said form, the demons will freeze in place, and won't move or attack until he returns to the form. Although there are a multitude of gas traps, golems, and undead he can create in his base form. Once we meet with the queen, I'll head over there and create higher tier undead to constantly guard. I'll also have him construct more rooms to test this new 'magic'. I pocketed some of the demihumans bodies, to see what experiments the liches will use them for.

The tent flap opens. In steps Hartwin.

"Sir Momonga, as I expected, a message arrived for you today! It bears the crest of her Majesty, so I'm certain it's a meeting with the queen!"

He quickly hands over the letter, which is significantly crumpled. I open it, and begin to read its contents.

"Greetings, Adventurers Momonga and Pandora.

I am The Queen of the Dragon Kingdom, Draudillion Oriculus. I would like to invite you to a meeting pertaining your reward for fighting back the beastmen at the city of Brosphis, as well as discuss further employment, should you so choose to help us. Upon arrival, show the two emblems contained in this letter to the guards at the castle, and they shall let you in immediately."

In the letter were two adamantine coins, with a dragon snaking around the sun on them.

"Ooh... Those coins are given to those of high status within her Majestys court, or ones who have done extraordinary services for the country! It's one of the highest honors one can receive!"

"Is that so? Interesting..."

This Queen is really in dire straits huh? To send 'such an honor' through mail...

"Hartwin, would you like to accompany us to the Capital? We might need a guide..."

"Of course, Sir Momonga! T'would be an honor!"

"Umu, good. I shall contact Pandora and tell him to return in ten minutes."

"Where is Sir Pandora?"

"He's doing some... reconnaissance."

"Ah, understood."

"Also, here. 'Create lesser item.' If we are having you as a guide, you need the proper dress."

I created what I think a butler outfit would look like based off of what I saw equipped on the NPCs. It had a white undershirt, and a black vest with gold buttons and garnishes, as well as a gold pocket watch in the pocket. The pants are black as well, and the shoes are made out of simple black leather.

His eyes grew wide, and then he tilted his head downwards. After a few seconds I hear the sounds of tears dropping on the floor.

"Sir M-momonga... Thank you! It has been... Too long. TOO LONG! Since I've seen a... butler uniform... May I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"What do you wish to ask the queen for?"

I think for a moment. I've come this far, maybe I should invest? If their queen is smart, or if I come to take a liking to her, maybe I'll solve their problems, and find out about their magic.

"Should everything turn out ok, I'll ask for land. And maybe the highest adventurer status."

"If, she grants you such land, may I please become your butler?! And, only if, you allow it. Can I bring the two children I put up for adoption to the land? I can train them to be butler and maid!"

"Of course. I'll allow that."

It's always good to have a butler. My house will always be clean.

"THANK YOU, SIR MOMONGA!"

He practically prostrates in front of me, and I wave my hand.

"There's no need to prostrate yourself. Such a thing is above a person such as myself. I'm truly just a simple adventurer."

"Of course, Sir Momonga."

He brings it down a notch, and does a polite bow, fitting of a trained butler.

"Ah, Pandora should be coming back now."

A gate opens in front of me, and out steps the signature military boot of my creation, Pandora's Actor. Hartwins eyes widen at this use of magic, and he does a light bow at the arrival of Pandora.

"Mmmmmmmomonga! The area has been scouted, as you asked of me!"

His hand goes up in the air, then to his cap. He turns his back to us and his trench coat flutters.

"Might I ask... what our errrr... Next move is?!"

Hartwins brow raises, and his eyes are filled with an unknown emotion. Kyaa... he's quite embarrassing! But y'know... I don't think there's any other NPC I would've chosen. Mhm. I think, I'm happy to have him with me.

I stand and address him.

"Our next objective, is to meet the Queen of The Dragon Kingdom!"

And... that concludes the first chapter! I'm going to start working on chapter two for this as soon as I release this one, so expect an update for this tommorow!

Leave thoughts and criticism in the comments!

A/N: God I really fucking hate typing on the fanfiction app, writing on my phone blows. Hopefully I'll get a computer in the summer.

I deleted this chapter shortly after I released it to add some dialogue, so I'm re uploading it now.