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The Greater Apotheosis of Ainz Ooal Gown

Book : Realmfall

Chapter 7: Rewards

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Two days after the Battle of Felmid, the leaders of the victorious defenders and their allies gathered in the new crater that housed the Great Tomb of Nazarick as Ainz prepared to honor those among his servants who had shown exemplary service during the battle.

"My children, denizens of Nazarick, honored guests," Ainz said addressing everyone. "Today I am pleased to have you join me as I recognize of those who have shown exemplary service to me since my arrival to Realmspace."

Is it really okay to keep it so brief? Ainz mused to himself as he moved to the first of his subordinates he sought to elevate. I know Pandora's Actor assured me that short and simple was best, but it rattles my salaryman sensibilities that something as important as a recognition of service be reduced in any way. Still, it is their ceremony so if they want such an abbreviated format then I have no choice but to humor them.

"Guardian Overseer Albedo!" Ainz said as he came to stand before the Succubus as she knelt at the top of the stairs of Nazarick's central mausoleum.

"Yes, my lord." The raven haired beauty returned professionally.

"For your able contributions during the defense of Felmid-"


"Understood Mare," Albedo nodded as she received the Message from her fellow Guardian signifying the attack. "I'll take over notifying the others. You go rendezvous with Malwood and head to your assigned defense zone."

"Y-yes, Albedo." The Dark Elf druid said as he cut the connection.

Albedo barely heard him, while she respected him too much to just cut him off, she had too much to do to exchange pleasantries. As such even as he was signing off, Albedo was turning to the cluster of Elder Liches that surrounded her in the command center that had been set up in one of the empty rooms on the 9th Floor.

"It's time." She told the undead, each one a custom creation of her beloved that was equipped with a host of spells, skills and items that would allow them to function as commanders. "Begin notifying our forces about the invasion and coordinate their mobilization."

"At once, Lady Albedo." The Liches chorused before springing to work.

For her part, the Guardian Overseer walked to the Mirror of Remote Viewing that had been set up in the center of the room and began adjusting it to get a better view of the battle. The sight she saw caused a frown to spread across her beautiful face as seemingly endless hordes of enemies kept coming and swarming their defenses even as they were killed in droves. It was a bloody war of attrition that she feared they would lose.

Seeing the hordes she unconsciously fingered Ginnungagap, wanting to use its destructive power to even up the odds some but knew better. Her talents were better used here coordinating their forces than on the battlefield itself. That and this battle would not be decided by either side's armies.

No, the real battle here is between gods. Albedo thought as she saw Asmodeus and his devils arrive, immediately drawing the invading Demon lords and their hosts away from the rest of the battle.

That however does not mean we can afford to lose against the enemy's armies either.

"Contact Sebas." Albedo said as she eyed an area of their lines buckling. "Have him take his flight of Dragons and reinforce Sector 8. It is on the verge of buckling."

"At once, my lady." One of the Elder Liches responded.

Albedo ignored him, already back to examining the battlefield and looking for what she could do to assist her side.


"-I hereby grant you the rank of intermediate deity and the portfolios of administration, love and beauty." Ainz declared as she channeled some of the divine essence he'd acquired from the battle into Albedo in the form of a swirling mass of brilliant white light.

The Succubus absorbed the light readily and her back arched as the power suffused her being. Her form did not change at all, though it seemed enhanced now somehow. Perhaps it was the soft aura of divine power that now wafted off her. Ainz couldn't really be sure.

Ainz waited for her to settle from her transformation and in the meantime thought about what he'd given her. He'd been somewhat exasperated at bestowing the latter two portfolios on her but she had insisted and while he saw them as unnecessary additions he'd ultimately seen no harm in it. Having three domains would, as she'd said, serve to distinguish her from the other Guardians. Plus the two matched, so it made sense to add them together.

That her last two domains fit well with the other boon she had requested from him as well just strengthened her argument. He'd already begun awarding her that boon, at great reluctance, last night and would have to do so for the rest of his life most likely.

I should never have sworn that oath to grant them one wish. It had been a spur of the moment move on his part to reward his Guardians a wish in addition to their impending godhood for their exemplary service in the battle but it had backfired. He'd caught himself almost immediately, but before he could add caveats she had made her demand. At that point, it was either step up or become a liar and Satoru refused to lie to any of his children if he could help it.

It left me feeling dirty afterwards… But I can't deny it was good. Ainz admitted. It had taken a little experimental shapeshifting on his part, something his new nature as a primordial allowed but which he had never tried till then buy it had been worth it though in the end.

Though why did she have to include Shalltear...

Thanking his new nature's ability to suppress emotions or he'd likely be a blushing mess, Ainz saw that Albedo's apotheosis was complete and so he moved on. Studiously ignoring the flirtatious look his Succubus consort shot him, he walked over to Sebas Tian.

"Steward Sebas Tain!"

"Yes, Lord Ainz."

"For your bravery during the defense of Felmid-"


Sebas frowned as he beheld the chaos in the Kanto Plain as Felmid's desperately outnumbered defenders fought to contain the invaders.

"Lord Sebas," the Black Dragon on whose back the Iron Butler of Nazarick rode called out as he and the rest of the Dragons of Felmid flew into the battlefield from Zeus. "We're almost over Sector 8."

"Very good." Sebas said with the collectedness as befit the House Steward of the Great Tomb. "Then once we are overhead. We shall do as we discussed."

"Yes, Lord Sebas." The Dragon replied as he led his fellows into a dive towards the beleaguered section of the Kanto lines where at a glance Sebas could see an ocean of Goblins were on the verge of pushing the first line of defenders from their redoubts through their sheer weight of numbers.

This advantage largely evaporated though as the Dragons swooped low and strafed the Goblin hordes with their breath weapons. In a single pass the Dragons of Felmid slew tens of thousands of Goblins and bought the defenders of Sector 8 some breathing room.

Nodding in satisfaction, Sebas leapt off his mount's back.

Time for me to play my part. The Dragonoid thought as he landed in front of the defensive line, leaving a crater from the force of his fall but showing no sign of it as he walked out and towards the regrouping sea of Goblins.

Now, I can't have them regathering their courage, now can I? Sebas thought, as he blurred forward and slammed into the enemy ranks before him.

Such was the speed and fury, his charge alone sent dozens of goblins flying. Hundreds more joined them as he began unleashing his skills on the Goblins. Mowing them down he moved up and down the line of Sector 9, keeping them away from its fortifications as the Dragons cut deep into their hind ranks with strafing runs. This thinned the horde and kept the forts safe thus allowing them to shift their artillery and heavy weapons away from defending themselves and onto eliminating more of the enemy. Something they did with great enthusiasm as they rained down artillery of all types onto the chaotic hordes of Goblins.

In such a way, they had transformed Sector 9 from one of the weakest points on the Kanto line into one of the strongest.


"-be elevated to the rank of intermediate deity of duty."

"You have my thanks, my lord." The Dragonoid said as the swirling orb of energy that was his new divine essence fused with his being.

Like with Albedo, Ainz took the time for the transformation to complete to recall Sebas' request of him. The butler's request had been a surprisingly simple one. All he had wanted was the chance to spread his creator, Touch Me's, ideals to this new world. Ainz had no objection to that and had already made arrangements through Asmodeus to help him start up some cults on Toril.

I wonder why I keep getting visions of Sebas standing next to a blonde haired woman with turquoise eyes whenever I think about this cult of his. Is it a premonition or just wishful thinking?

The Ruler of Felmid was pulled from his thoughts when Sebas' ascension completed. Perhaps because it was of a lesser level than Albedo's, Sebas' apotheosis was much quicker. Like with the Succubus, the Iron Butler was largely unchanged in appearance. All he'd gained was a sense of divine power and perfection to his being.

I'm probably just bad at picking out the changes. Ainz noted to himself as he moved on to Pandora's Actor.

"Pandora's Actor, my son."

"Yes, mein Vater."

Ainz powered through his irritation at his creation for his use of German despite his repeated requests for him to stop. It wouldn't do to chide the Doppelgänger on what was a day dedicated to honor his achievements. Besides formally allowing him to address him as Father and acknowledging him as his son had been his creation's one wish of him.

Now if only I can wean him of slipping into German all the damn time.

"For your cunning and courage during the battle of Felmid-"


"You are no primordial." The eleven foot tall, black-skinned Goblin with flaming eyes, powerfully-muscled arms and sharp talons that was the god Maglubiyet said as he lifted his mighty coal-black battleaxe that constantly dripped blood and prepared to deal the killing blow.

"No I am not," Pandora's Actor admitted as he shifted out of his imitation of his father and into his own shape even as lay battered and bruised before the Goblin god. "But I fooled you long enough."

"Long enough for what, fool? For me to kill you?"

"No," the Doppelgänger said with a grin. "For this."

At this, Sebas Tain who had been using the techniques of his monk job class to suppress his presence dropped all pretense and revealed himself directly behind the Goblin god and before the deity could so much as glance at him, the Dragonoid punched him repeatedly in the spine. So quick were the blows that the butler's arms blurred. That was impressive in itself but the result was even more fantastic as the sound of snapping bone and the howl of pain from the god reached his enemies' ears.

As Sebas finally stepped back, Pandora's Actor forced himself back to his feet and took a moment to savor the sight of the Goblin god's broken body. He was already healing, his Father might have cut the fool from much of his abilities but Maglubiyet was still a god and his divine constitution meant he wouldn't be down for long. It would be long enough though. Shifting back into his Father's shape, Pandora's Actor prepared to finish this.

"Time to die, Maglubiyet." The Doppelgänger said, perfectly imitating the imperious look his Father so effortlessly used to look down on his foes. "Reality Slash!"

With that the head of the High Chieftain of the Goblin pantheon rolled to the ground where with a casual stab of his imitation Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, Pandora's Actor burst it like an overripe grape. Such was how Maglubiyet died.


"-rise as the intermediate deity of treasure and intrigue."

"You honor me, mein Vater." Pandora's Actor said as the change overtook him.

Like his fellow denizens of Nazarick, the changes to Pandora's Actor's body was unnoticeable. Though he did gain the same divine aura.

Is it just me or shouldn't there be more changes? Ainz thought to himself with a mental frown as he walked over to Shalltear next.

"Shalltear Bloodfallen."

"Yes, my love?" The Vampire said, earning herself a roll of her eyes from Albedo.

If he was in a human form, Ainz's response to her teasing reply would likely have been far more extreme than his Succubus lover. For the vampire was likewise one of his consorts now as well. And wasn't their little threesome last night an experience. He honestly didn't know when the two women had found the time to come up with it, but they had played him perfectly. Where Albedo used her wish to ask that he take her and Shalltear as his consorts, the vampire had used hers to make him promise to consummate it.

Strongarmed into marrying and sleeping with two beautiful monster women after everything else? I'm really starting to feel like the protagonist in some bad harem anime right now.

Setting aside these thoughts, Ainz continued with the ceremony.

"For your actions in securing the rear during the Battle of Felmid, I hereby elevate you to-"


"Argh! Albedo! Why can't I go join the main battle!" Shalltear whined over the Message even as she skewered an eel like Semon with Spuit Lance and drained it of its life force.

"Because someone has to defend our teleport nexus." Albedo reminded her. "Or we won't be able to reinforce our lines properly."

Shalltear growled as she acknowledged the point. She didn't have to like it though. She hated fighting underwater!

"Lady Shalltear!" Merwyrm shouted as it pointed a set of his tentacles at a monstrous Demon that looked like a mixture of both octopus and fish swam towards them whilst surrounded by more of its smaller eel like counterparts as well as a plethora of other aquatic monsters. "Looks like the main force has arrived."

"I call dibs on Dagon," the True Vampire said as she readied herself for the battle of her life as she eyed the largest of the Demons which she'd recognized from the many lessons Albedo had forced on all the Guardians to familiarize them with their new Realm. "You can handle his army."

"As you command, my Lady."

"You lot!" Shalltear said, addressing the small undead army she'd brought with her. "Stay in the teleport nexus. Do not sally out. No matter what. Your job is to defend it at all costs. So do that. Or else."

The various wraiths and other specters chorused their agreement and retreated back to the large structure made of coral and shipwrecks that was the Sea of Japan Teleport Nexus. Shalltear would have preferred bringing more powerful troops with her, but most of her subordinates lacked any items that let them operate easily underwater. And despite the vast collection of clothing her creator, Lord Peroroncino, had provided her she had only one set of swimwear that actually allowed freedom of movement underwater and was not just cosmetic. That meant the only troops that could fight worth a damn in the defense of the teleport nexus were the various ghostly monsters. She'd brought all of those but was still feeling underprepared.

And that's not even taking into account the Demon lord.

Shalltear might not be the brightest but even she knew she would be grossly outmatched by a Demon lord. Yet…

It isn't going to stop me. For Lord Momonga! For my love! The True Vampire shouted in her mind as she charged the fearsome Demon lord.


"-intermediate deity of blood and mayhem."

"You honor me, husband." Shalltear said, clearly determined to be a tease today.

Ainz allowed himself a mental sigh of annoyance and watched as the True Vampire underwent her apotheosis. Unlike with the others before her, Shalltear's body did change. If only in a small way. Where before she had a child-like body and had to pad her corset to pretend at the bust she displayed, something he'd found out when she'd quite enthusiastically given him a striptease last night, now there would be no need for any padding. In fact in a rather unseemly display, as her breasts expanded the vampire had reached through her dress with her powers, pulled said padding out and tossed them over her shoulder.

Albedo hissed in annoyance at the sight and Ainz palmed his face, but Shalltear just unrepentantly shot them both an impish smirk.

"Shalltear." Ainz sharply.

"Yes, husband?"

"We will have words about what you just did. Later."

"Of course," the now legitimately well endowed silver haired beauty said as she offered him what might have passed for an apologetic bow if not for the fact that she also used the opportunity to push up and emphasize her new cleavage.

Recognizing a lost cause when he saw one, Ainz just sighed audibly and moved on. That this earned a pout from his teasing minx of a consort made him smile.

"Demiurge," the Overlord said, allowing none of his mirth show as he addressed his diabolical Guardian. "For your exemplary leadership during the Battle of Felmid-"


"Have the Ninth African Legion reinforce Sector 7."

"Yes, Lady Albedo."

"Albedo!" Demiurge shouted to be heard over the din as he entered the command center ahead of a small retinue of his minions.

"Demiurge," the Succubus greeted distractedly. Not once looking away from the Mirror of Remote Viewing that she was using to survey the battle. "What took you so long?"

"A number of enemies made it down into the Underdark." The Creator of the Blazing Inferno told her as he came to stand beside her. "I had to help Baragon fight them off. I was forced to leave Evil Lords Wrath and Envy to reinforce his troops."

"Unfortunate," Albedo noted. "We could use them up top. This is a battle of attrition."

"Yes, it is. And that means we cannot afford to have our supply lines cut."

"Agreed." Albedo said after barking orders for the Elder Liches to relay to the frontlines. "I have the main battle in hand. Could you?"

"Certainly." Demiurge nodded, before turning to see that his subordinates had already finished setting up his command station as he requested. "Leave command of the secondary battles to me."

"Thank you," the Guardian Overseer said distractedly as she issued another set of orders to the Elder Liches.

Deciding not to distract the Succubus any further, the well dressed Devil walked over to his command station. He had his own battles to fight.


"-I raise you up as the intermediate god of cunning and strategy."

As Demiurge ascended, Ainz noted that he was not wearing his Creator Ulbert Alain Odle's old equipment that he'd been granted as his one wish. The devil had initially stubbornly refused the extra reward at all, but Ainz had eventually, with the help of Albedo and suggestions from Asmodeus, had convinced him to accept the equipment for 'safekeeping'. He'd honestly expected the devil to wear it as a badge of pride from then on, but was surprised that it didn't seem to be the case.

"It is done, my Lord." Demiurge said, offering a deep bow of gratitude.

Nodding in acknowledgement, Ainz moved to Cocytus. Said Insectoid warrior had only wanted a solemn promise from Ainz to be be allowed to train his heir.

There isn't even one.

Yet. A treasonous part of his mind added and Ainz had to smother it even though he knew full well that it was correct. He would have to satisfy Albedo and Shalltear with a child someday. Probably at least one each and likely many more.

Woe is me! Ainz thought to himself humorously.

"Cocytus rise as the god of warriors and honour."


"Hold. The. Line!" Cocytus shouted furiously to the Sliver host he commanded as they covered the retreat of an artillery battery on the edges of Sector 3. The lines in the Sector were being rapidly breached and their forces had been forced into a retreat. One that threatened to degenerate into a rout if he let it.

"Fall. Back. And. Reposition." The Vermin Lord told the Elder Lich in command of the artillery unit as it pulled back. The undead nodded in reply from atop the self-propelled artillery piece it was using as a command vehicle.

Lord Cocytus, enemy gods sighted. One of the Slivers fighting nearest the breach sent to him telepathically.

Do. Not. Engage. Nazarick's 5th Floor Guardian sent back. Leave. Them. To. Lord Ainz.

Understood. The Slivers sent back collectively, radiating disappointment.

It was a feeling Cocytus shared, he too wished to fight and possibly defeat a god for Lord Ainz. But he knew he had made the right decision. Both Demiurge and Albedo agreed that not even Floor Guardians could realistically match a god. Not alone. Thus the best use of their prowess was not in fighting impossible battles but in thinning the enemy hordes. With the two great minds both saying the same thing, who was Cocytus to second guess them.

That said…

If I get the chance to team up with another Guardian against a god, I will seize it. The warrior thought as he took the heads off a pack of Illithids who foolishly tried to attack him with a single swipe of his God Slaying Emperor Blade whilst he used his halberd, Decapitation Fang to cleave a giant in half.


With Cocytus' apotheosis done, Ainz walked over to the twins who had requested that they be elevated together. Considering they did most things as a unit, Ainz was happy to oblige them.

"Aura Bella Fiora, Mare Bello Fiore." Ainz said, offering them both a kind smile. He had quite the soft spot for them after all.

Especially when their requests of him were so simple. Aura had wanted new beasts and Mare new plants. Both were easy enough and he'd already sent his minions out into the Realm to bring back any and all new flora and fauna for the twins.

"For your actions in the Battle of Felmid, I grant Aura the rank of intermediate deity and the portfolio of youth and beasts. Mare, in turn, will become the intermediate god of youth and nature."


"Cocytus!" Aura shouted as she rode over to the battle between her fellow Floor Guardian and an impenetrable region of blackness in the shape of a dragon that had just swooped down on the Vermin Lord's position. "Team up!"

"Agreed." The Insectoid warrior shouted as he backed away from his opponent.

"T-That's Null." Mare said from where he was riding clutching tightly to Aura's waist. Her brother having joined her shortly after she'd split off from Lord Ainz. "He's the Dragon god of death and undeath. His touch can supposedly cause instant death."

"Ranged attacks only. Got it. Cocytus did you hear that?"

"I. Did." The Guardian of the 5th Floor said as he backed away further and fired cutting blades of wind and pillars of ice at the Dragon god.

At the same time, Aura drew her bow and whistled. As she fired her arrow, it was joined by dozens of other projectiles of various types from her many beasts. This was in addition to the restraining roots that courtesy of Mare were already shooting out of the earth to trap their opponent.

"You will have to do better than this, mortals." The Dragon god scoffed in a dusty croak as it unleashed a burst of negative energy that deflected their attacks.

"W-We have only begun to fight." Mare taunted hesitantly.

"Brave words." Null said as he reared up on its hind legs and charged its breath weapon. "Let us see how long you can maintain such bravery."

"Long. Enough." Cocytus said blurring into view behind Null, even as one of the Dragon god's hind legs fell off and he collapsed, his breath weapon a beam of raw negative energy missing its mark and shooting off into the distance.

"Mare!"

"Already on it!" The druid shouted back as he caused an earthquake that sucked the dragon god underneath the ground and sealed him under tons of rock.

"Still not enough!" The god croaked as in an explosion of negative energy it tore its way out of its prison and flew into the sky.

"Gotcha." Aura hissed triumphantly as she shot one of her arrows directly into the joint that connected the dragon god's left wing to its body. Upon contact, the arrow exploded, tearing the wing off and sending the dragon crashing to the ground.

Cocytus moved in to finish the god, but a titanic explosion that eclipsed everything else unleashed in the battle so far had them all turning around to see its source only to find a hole had been blasted into the earth by some one-eyed orc god that had revealed Nazarick. The three Guardians naturally wanted to rush to intercept him, but were waylaid by Null.

Reminding them that he was still alive, he unleashed another powerful negative energy burst that they were only protected from by Mare's quick summoning of protective earthen walls.

"I am your opponent." The wounded but still powerful Dragon god croaked angrily.

"Not for long!" Aura shouted defiantly.

As if in response to her words, golden chains of positive energy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bound all the enemies of Lord Ainz to the ground.

"V-Victim. This is Victim's ability." Mare whispered in amazement even as they both watched Null struggle against his bonds. They shattered under this furious writhing but not before burning him with their positive energy leaving hissing wounds that bled darkness across his body even as he struggled to his feet.

Unfortunately, this was exactly when a massive boulder crushed him courtesy of Gargantua.

"Good aim," Aura shouted back at the golem.

"Die. This. Time." Cocytus hissed as he decapitated the pinned and confused Dragon.

They didn't have time to celebrate their victory. Nazarick was under threat, so all three Guardians spun back towards their home. But they'd barely taken a step when their god's power spiked and his aura surged. Freezing in place, they watched as the Supreme One finally lost his cool and decided to show these petty local gods what true power meant.

I wish I had some popcorn.


"Victim," Ainz said walking over to the hovering pink fetus-like angel that was the Guardian of Nazarick's 8th Floor. It had cost a fair bit of gold from Nazarick's Treasury but the diminutive angel had been swiftly revived. A small price to pay, especially considering Ainz now had all of Felmid's resources to throw into the Exchange Box to replace the lost currency if need be.

"Tabaan Ainz (Lord Ainz)." The angel said in Enochian, the language of the angels, while dipping its head respectfully.

"For your sacrifice in the battle, I hereby elevate you to the rank of intermediate deity with the portfolios of of sacrifice and binding."

"G geh too kind, ol tabaan (You are too kind, my lord)." Victim said, as the transformation completed.

"No, Victim. If anyone is, it is you who is too kind." Ainz told him seriously.

Victim had like Demiurge refused to accept a reward and unlike the devil had Ainz's persistent prodding continued to refuse till now. Thus the primordial had resigned himself to simply granting the little angel an open request. Though he fully expected that it would never be fulfilled.

"Gargantua," Ainz said moving on and looking up at the mountain sized golem. "Accept my gift of sapience and become my intermediate god of stone."

I wonder what it's wish will be. Ainz pondered. Being non-sapient up to this point, Gargantua had of course not told him what it wanted yet. Best make a mental note to ask it later.

Out of all his newly elevated pantheon, even taking Shalltear's newly enhanced bust into account, Gargantua's change was the most dramatic. Where its face was previously just a pair of round eye sockets, with Ainz's gift it morphed into a humanoid face that the Overlord recognized with a barely stifled gasp looked identical to that of Suzuki Satoru.

"I thank you, my master, for giving me true life." Gargantua said as he fell to one knee. "I live to serve your will."

"Very good." Ainz said hastily with a nod of acceptance and to hide his shock before moving on.

"Deathwing."

"Yes, my lord." The Dragon said, lowering his head respectfully from where he stood in his true form beside Gargantua.

"For commanding my fleet admirably in the battle against Atropus, I would elevate you to the rank of lesser deity and the portfolio of the vacuum."

"I am honored, Bone Father." The dragon said as the apotheosis took hold and the membranes between his wings disappeared and were replaced by an ever shifting starfield instead.

Nice touch there. Ainz thought as he moved on to the last of those he sought to rise to godhood.

Kneeling before him and patiently waiting her turn was Enri Emmott. She was in her true form so the youthful beauty of her human shape was hidden away, however in its place her martial pride was on full display. She was wearing an elaborate riding habit decorated with various trimmings and accoutrements with a very militaristic bent and strapped to her waist was her sheathed enchanted cavalry blade.

"Enri Emmot."

"Yes, mighty Bone Father?" Enri said, bowing low.

"For your bravery and heroic sacrifice during the battle, I hereby grant you the rank of lesser deity and issue you with dominion over the portfolio of battle."

Like with Gargantua, a great change overtook Enri's form as Ainz poured her new essence into her. It shifted back into her human shape, her clothing resizing automatically to accommodate her smaller stature in this form but with one noticeable difference. Where her hair in her human form had originally been blonde, it had become strands of blazing flames. And where her eyes had once been brown, they now were fiery orbs. Last but not least, a pair of flaming skeletal wings materialized from her shoulder blades.

Most impressive. Ainz thought to himself. I couldn't have designed a new form for her any better than she has.

"You honor me with this boon, Bone Father." Enri said, bowing low before her superior.

"And you honored me with your actions during the battle." Ainz told her.

Should I offer her and Deathwing an additional boon like I did those of Nazarick? No, I don't think so. At least, not for now.

With the disbursement of divine essences complete Ainz stepped back and turned to address the crowd.

"People of Felmid and Nazarick, my children all." Ainz said, hoping that he sounded regal and charismatic. "These are your new gods and goddesses. Each one risen from the ranks of your own leaders to divinity by dint of their actions in my service. Know then that you too may enjoy the same fate one day. So serve me well."

His allies exchanged amused looks at this declaration, but his subjects murmured with excitement and it was their response that he was looking for. Thus he was more than satisfied with what he got and shifted his gaze to the pantheon still kneeling at his feet.

"Rise gods and goddesses of Felmid. Rise and greet your people."

As one the pantheon did as he ordered and offering one unified bow turned to face the masses who exploded into rapturous cheers and applause.


"Ah, Ainz." Asmodeus said as he caught the Overlord lurking in a corner of the ballroom on the Great Tomb's 9th Floor where they were holding the celebratory feast for recent events. "There you are. Hiding from your new consorts?"

"No," Ainz replied hastily. Too hastily.

"Oh really now?" The Lord of the Ninth said with a grin as he searched the crowd for the Succubus and Vampire that the primordial had taken as his lovers. "Then you wouldn't mind me calling them over?"

Oh, no you don't. I'm not subjecting myself to their argument over who is my first wife again until I absolutely have to.

"Alright, not entirely." Ainz allowed. "I'm mainly hiding here so I can observe everyone at once."

"Doesn't your omniscience allow for that already? It is absolute on Felmid is it not?"

"Omniscience and seeing things with my own eyes are two very different experiences."

Asmodeus nodded in understanding. "True enough."

"Were you looking for me?"

"Yes," the fiend said with a grin. "I wanted to offer you my congratulations on all you've achieved. It was truly wise of me to seek you out first. I'd have lost out on becoming an ally to such a powerful being as yourself otherwise."

"So we're formal allies now are we?" Ainz asked.

While he considered the devil such. He knew full well that despite all the aid he had offered Asmodeus had made no such formal commitment. And as a being of law, making things formal was very important to the devil.

"Not formally." The greatest of the archfiends said. "But we will be once I get the documents ready for Lady Albedo."

Ainz nodded in understanding. "It is good to have as 'trustworthy' allies as the Nine Hells."

"It is isn't it," the most ancient of Devils said with a smarmy grin. "Though on another note, I heard from a certain loudmouthed Vampire that you're working on making heirs?"

"Shalltear really needs a handler," Ainz said with a sigh. "But yes, you heard correctly. They both want children."

"Are you complaining?" Asmodeus asked, smirking lecherously. "They are beautiful beyond compare. Even among goddesses. Providing them children should not be a hardship."

"No I suppose not. But I had my reasons from abstaining."

"Well, you could always break your promises to them."

"No," Ainz said, his eyes burning with otherworldly flame. "My word to them is sacred."

"Then stop being a sourpuss about it."

Ainz looked at the devil strangely. "Why are you so friendly anyways?"

"Friendly allies are better than reluctant ones."

Ah! Self interest. Ainz nodded, comforted that he was now on firmer ground with the notoriously treacherous archfiend.

"Now, as your friendly ally, I advise you to go mingle." Asmodeus said patting Ainz on the back. "You don't want to alienate your other guests."

"Thank you for the reminder." Ainz allowed as he stepped away to do as the Devil suggested, missing as he did the satisfied grin the fiend had.

"Yes, becoming your guide to your new existence will be most profitable to me indeed."


Sometime after all the festivities over victory in the Battle of Felmid had come to an end, the Ruler of Felmid stood with a curvaceous woman with silver blonde hair and violet eyes in one of the hangars of the Zeus Spaceport looking down from a catwalk at a ramshackle looking starship.

"Father, is this really necessary?" The woman asked.

Said female was dressed in a black humanoid mechanical suit, with large shoulders, wide hips and a pair of headlights affixed near the armpits of the machine. Strapped across her back was a long barrelled chrome colored gun, while at the small of her back was another a boxy looking gun.

"I feel that it is, Draudillon." The Supreme One told the woman, the first of his avatars as he looked down on the ship longingly. "Without it I fear that I will lose any semblance of my humanity."

"There are other ways to remain connected to your humanity. There is no need to go so far as to create avatars to explore Toril."

"Ah! But the spirit of adventure, of exploration, that is the greatest part of my humanity."

Drau sighed but couldn't refute that. As a being literally forged from said adventurous spirit she could not deny just how much of it defined her Father.

"Be that as it may Father, please remember your promise."

"You have my word that I'll distance myself from you and your fellow avatars as much as possible."

"Good. If you don't I fear you'll end up just living through us vicariously."

"I understand." Father said, turning away from the ship at last. "But do you think that is likely? I do have your two Mothers to keep me company, a world to run, and divine politics to navigate."

"All of which, perhaps except for my Mothers, you would give up in a second in exchange for a chance to go exploring."

Father winced but did not deny the accusation.

"I see your point." Father reluctantly allowed. "I'll be careful."

"That's all I ask, Father." The woman said with a relieved sigh.

"Lord Ainz, Drau," a curvaceous woman with silver blonde hair and gray blue eyes wearing a black Gothic dress with a short skirt and long sleeves that flared out at the wrist said as she walked over. "The ship is ready."

"Thank you Yorha." Drau told her sister, though the android didn't know their relation, with a smile. "I'll be there shortly. Why don't you go get settled."

"As you wish, Drau."

"I still don't understand why you asked me to shape her into that." Father said, with a shake of his head.

As his firstborn avatar, Drau had been born with the full knowledge of what she was and her purpose from the moment she came into being. Which was why she interceded to prevent the same for her subsequent siblings. Yorha, or Youthful Recreation Of Humanform Android (YORHA) Bodyguard Type Serial 979787234 if she wanted to be annoyingly exact, was an example of such. She'd been born from Father's humanity and he'd initially wanted to make her a copy of his former human self, Suzuki Satoru. That would likely have been dangerously unhealthy however and she'd convinced him to do as she suggested. Yorha's gender and appearance were thus chosen by Drau to provide him some disassociation from his human side even as he explored it through them. Though she had been a little mischievous about the whole thing and secretly used the appearance of a sexbot that Father had fancied buying when he was human before YGGDRASIL consumed his life. As forgetful as Father was about things from his human life, he couldn't place the resemblance at all which made the whole thing all the more amusing for Drau.

"You don't like the look?" Drau teased her Father.

"No. It's just… She's my daughter."

"You see my Mothers much the same, yet it does not stop you from taking them to your bed."

If Father's current form could blush, he would be atomic red by now. Thankfully for him, he was in his Overlord guise.

"Enough with you." He said sternly. "Go! I've had enough of your teasing."

Chuckling at getting a raise out of her uptight Father, Drau obeyed and practically skipped across the walkways and into the ship.

"Yorha, let's go!" Drau said happily as she settled into a seat next to the android in the ship's tiny cockpit.

"Affirmative, Drau. Requesting clearance to launch now."


Ainz watched from a nearby observation lounge as the small shuttle carrying Drau and Yorha pulled away from Zeus and climbed into orbit, leaving a trail of smoke behind it.

Best of luck, my daughters. Ainz offered to his departing avatars. May your adventures be exciting and fruitful.

Just as the shuttle finished exiting the atmosphere and began vectoring towards one of the portal gates that Merwyrm had set up to facilitate more efficient space travel between the worlds of Realmspace, something he could only see through his omniscience, a Gate portal opened behind Ainz from which Sebas stepped out.

"What is it, Sebas?"

"This just arrived from the Raven Queen, my lord." The Iron Butler said handing over a folded piece of paper.

Unfolding it, Ainz quickly skimmed through it.

Dear Lord Ainz Ooal Gown,

I would like to thank you for the mercy you showed me despite my egregious actions. In recompense for the affront I offered you and as part of the fulfillment of my Oath to you I have made arrangements for one of my own to assist you in your pursuit of your fondest wish.

It is my hope that this will prove to show my earnest desire to earn your forgiveness.

Your friend,

The Raven Queen.

"How presumptuous!" Ainz whispered to himself angrily as he crushed the note. "I need no help. Not from the likes of you at least."

Returning his attention to the increasingly distant ship, he watched as it crossed the portal that would take it into orbit over Toril.

How I wish I could join them.

"My love," Albedo said appearing behind him through her new godly powers. "The daily cabinet meeting is about to begin."

"Very well," Ainz said turning away from the observation window. "Let's not keep everyone waiting then."

Back to work it seems. Ainz lamented even as he used a Gate spell to create a portal back to Nazarick where his inner circle waited to brief him on the endless amount of work that awaited him. It never ends.


Done!

Hope you guys liked the chapter.

So I managed to add those additional points of view of the Battle of Felmid after all. Hope the framing for them worked. I'm a little iffy on that front. Also hope everyone liked the choice of portfolios I granted the various gods and goddesses of Felmid. I tried to stay true to their various themes or feats they accomplished in the story. Do let me know if you think I made a mistake somewhere.

This is the end of this book in the series. Next book will be about Ainz's avatars going adventuring. That should be more classically D&D, so if that's what you're into that book should hopefully be a particularly enjoyable read.

As for the avatars. I don't want to spoil anything here so let's just say that a) there'll be more than just Drau and Yorha and b) each of them will reflect an aspect of Ainz's personality. Some might ask why aren't these avatars just copies of Ainz. Simple. What would be the point of adventuring as a god/primordial? All obstacles would be irrelevant before his divine might. So instead of creating duplicates of himself, he randomized some stuff and created less OP avatars. After all, nothing says avatars need to be exact copies of their gods just that they are physical manifestations of their parent deity. They'll still be pretty damn OP for the opponents they fight, they are manifestations of Ainz Ooal Gown after all and OP is practically his middle name, but not as overly so as if it was just an iteration of him stomping around.

As for why Ainz would create avatars at all? I think I explained it clear enough in the chapter, but will expand a little more here. Essentially, Ainz has a very strong drive to explore and is only held back by the responsibility of having to rule Nazarick for the sake of its denizens who he sees as his children. In canon, he even mentions that if he'd arrived in the New World alone he'd just go become a nomad explorer and he essentially does so in the alternate timeline of the Light Novels' Bonus Volume The Vampire Princess of the Lost Country. Thus with even more responsibilities in this world than he had in canon, of course Ainz can't go gallivanting across Realmspace as the adventurer he wants to be. However, his new powers allows him to create avatars and that's something he's exploiting to the full to meet this need of his.

Okay. That's it for this long AN. Till next time, tal'ma'te!