Panic. That word completely summarized his current state of mind.
Hundreds of question filled his skinless head, and with each passing moment another thousand popped up. Momonga desperately racked his mind to find an explanation, but the search failed to halt any result.
Yet all of the unanswered mysteries are mere derivatives of the one true question.
'What is going on?'
The DMMORPG known as YGGDRASIL was supposed to be shut down today, right at 00:00 AM sharp. The player Momonga and his wife Kyoko had logged in with the intention of staying until the very last second.
Instead of that happening however something else had occurred, something beyond the boundary of human logic.
For a moment he speculated that perhaps the shutdown was nothing more than a hoax, or that the GM delayed their own doing as a form of compensation, he even goes as far as wondering if someone had illegally took over the game...
"What's two plus two?"
"Four..."
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Staying Behind
Chapter II: Visitors
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"That's right! Then what's four times four?"
"Mu... Sixteen..."
"THAT'S RIGHT! THAT'S RIGHT! MINERVA-CHAN IS REALLY SMART!"
But it was obvious that his wife did not share the same sentiment.
Lifting their child by the arms she proceed to shower the little spectre with affectionate praises. Though her expression remained stoic the tiny rose colored tint on her adorable cheeks prove that the gesture did got through her.
NPC, one of the most well known feature of [YGGDRASIL]. NPCs exist within the game to provide support to the players and aid them in battle. To do so however, some of these NPCs required financial means like the mercenary system that existed in Guild Bases.
Their purpose was to deliver quests, act as support characters, etc. On the other hand, players who're usually in a guild, controlling different dungeons, and cities can also customize and regulate their NPCs to certain positions over an area specifically designated for them only. In particular, the Custom NPCs are created with different races and classes likewise to how players create their character, but to serve a role in the field they are most fitted to be at.
Moreover, NPCs were programmed with limited artificial intelligence to interact with players. Within the game, these artificial intelligence can only move accordingly to their program. In other words, they were the same as moving mannequins, only acting on pre-programmed action.
They were nothing more than a collection of electronic data, and the closest they could come to real emotion was a very skilled set of inflexible AI routines. Because of the way NPCs were set up, guild masters were given the privilege to speak with NPCs and have them carry out tasks through specific commands.
However...
'I'm hungry...'
He could still hear her 'first word' reverberating inside his head, right at the very second the shutdown had supposed to happen.
'I'm hungry.'
Both of them hastily stood up from the throne and approach her the next instant, staring at the little spectre as if she was something out of their world. They asked her to repeat what she had said, and after tilting her tiny head in slight puzzlement did just that.
'I'm hungry.'
For a second he couldn't believe his (non existent) ears, thanks to his deep knowledge of game mechanics this 'miracle' had done much more than knock his sock off.
As for Kyoko...
"Who's the smartest girl in this world? You are! Yes you are!"
Despite the oddity his wife was not bothered by it in the least, in fact it was obvious that she's at the peak of happiness.
"...Father..." Minerva uttered
"Oh that's right! Father is also here!"
Kyoko then altered her hold on the little spectre, setting her rear on her own arm and using her other to grab Minerva's side thus ensuring her balance. The scene reminded him of
"Momonga!" Kyoko called.
"What are you doing standing still like an Idiot! Minerva is here! Go and greet her!"
"Father..." said the little spectre whilst stretching her tiny arm towards him.
And at that very moment his brain stopped working.
He had many colleagues who boasted the achievement of spawning children or two, and it wasn't rare to find those person burning the midnight oil up to an unreasonable degree. Whenever he inquire them of the reason for putting themselves through such torture the answer never strays too far form 'do it for him/her'
"Tarou's birthday's is coming up and I want to get him a present."
"It's for cram school, have you seen her grades! It really worth the money."
"We're planning for a family trip, if sachi pester you please keep it a secret."
Logic does not apply in the field of parental love, and it was only now that he fully understood that. Minerva is their daughter, the first creation of Momonga and Kyoko. She is now alive and well, that's the only things that matters.
"Umu. Minerva is the smartest." with neither confusion or hesitation he approached his wife and their child before petting her petite head, his bony fingers rubbing against the jet black hair.
"Uuuu..." she whimpered under the gesture, her once pale face turning red out of embarrassment.
'CUTE!' the two thought in unison. Faltering under the lovable view of their red-faced creation, he was pretty sure that underneath Kyoko's unrecognizable rambling she was desperately begging him to get a camera.
He would've definitely took pictures if the command console hadn't disappeared though.
Just like the first time she entranced the two her next line brought them back to reality.
"I'm hungry..."
The two widen their eyes at that familiar line, only now realizing that they had made a mistake. Kyoko began spewing apologies faster than a machine gun could fire their bullet, Momonga however though further and his mind drifted into the staff canteen, it was then that he realized that they weren't alone.
He had also brought the maids, Sebas, and Albedo. Considering the fact that Minerva had somehow gained self awareness it is only natural to assume that they too had received the same.
He was a bit worried that they might rise against him in a terminator fashion, but after gaining full view of every other occupant of this room/hall it was apparent that his worries were misplaced.
Sebas and the maids are smiling gingerly at the sight of the happy family, and Albedo...
"A...Are you all right Albedo?"
"HWA!? YES!" The beauty instantly brought her arm to her nose, desperately trying to cover her nosebleed.
Momonga got a feeling that he'll regret asking this
"Your nose..."
"AH! YES! Forgive me! It is just that..."
"Seeing the stoic Minerva Ojou-sama blushing like that... It really flick a switch deep within this servant's heart!"
The euphoric smile etched to her face openly reveals her perversion, not that she had bother to hid it on the first place.
Momonga comically sweatdropped, and it was then that he realized his mistake. [Tabula Smaragdina] was an anime addict, and every now and then he remember overheard his ranting about that certain topic. One which involves a forbidden love between two siblings of the same sex.
'What have I done.' he inwardly lamented, it seems that his solution had instead led to more problem.
"Oi Momonga how long are you going to stay there!?"
The two turned around as the great spirit approached them, still carrying their child with both arms.
"Minerva is getting hungry! Hurry up and get some food!" She demanded "Hello Albedo."
The overseer bowed after being called.
"Kyoko-sama. Minerva Ojou-sama!"
Everyone easily noticed the squeal, Kyoko immediately turned towards the Overlord with her trademark 'what the actual fuck' stare (yes he can tell even with the helmet on), not wanting any more complication Momonga proceed to clear his throat in order to get everything back on track.
"Sebas. Maids." he addressed.
"Yes!" they answered in unison, the delighted expression turning to a serious one.
"Approach the throne."
"Understood."
They responded as one, and then rose to their feet. After that, they proudly strode to the front of the throne before dropping to one knee and lowering their heads again.
No longer fearing the notion of them betraying him he proceed to go straight to the main point.
"First off is..."
'Something impossible is going on, I need information immediately.' that is logically the command he should issue, something along the line of verification and information gathering.
"My daughter seems to be in the need of nutrients, henceforth... Naberal Gamma!"
"Yes!" the maid with ponytail answered.
"Escort Kyoko and Minerva to the canteen, and have the sous-chef prepare her a meal."
His direction earned him the wide eye of every NPC (excluding her daughter's) present.
"...Had I said something wrong?"
Again his inquiry result in the widening of every eyes, recovering first Yuri Alpha-The head maid-quickly responded.
"Of course not Momonga-sama! The leader of the supreme being could never made such a thing!"
'Eh? Supreme being?'
"Though we appreciate the gesture of letting your heir dine within the space which we the caretakers frequent I strictly believe that Minerva Ojou-sama should not feast on such a place. It will be unfitting to her status as the union of the two supreme beings that is Momonga-sama and Kyoko-sama!"
This time Kyoko gave him 'seriously what the fuck' stare.
"I...Is that so? But I do not recall any other place in Nazarick that could be used with the purpose of consumption." Momonga stammered.
Everyone flinched at that piece of information, and with a sour look this time it was Albedo who responded.
"It is as you say. Please forgive our lack of initiative, I shall accept any punishment for such failure."
Momonga was at a real loss for words. It was obvious from the way they had spoken that they view him and his wife as some sort of higher ranked figure or the sort, perhaps they sees him as their king?
'Pssst, Momonga!'
The overlord widen his eyes after hearing his wife's voice, normally he wouldn't be surprised but right now he is hearing her voice inside his head.
'Kyoko? is that you? How...?'
'It's [message]. apparently it works like this now!'
Logic was out of the window anyway, so there was no use in over thinking it.
'I see.'
'But more importantly, WHAT THE FUCK!'
He was surprised that his head didn't exploded from the sudden increase of volume.
'I don't know either. But the important thing is Minerva is alive, and she's hungry.'
'...You're right. So what are we going to do now?'
'Hm... Actually where do you usually fed her? Her kin requires food after all.'
'Well I did made her a dining room and a bed room, but that's back at my base.'
A thought then made it's way into Momonga's mind.
'Would you happen to have access to all of your guild's resources?'
'Unfortunately, not that there's much to begin with...'
Despite formerly being the number 4 guild in game [Pallas Domina] does not have that much wealth. In truth they are only the spear tip to the shaft that is the guild [Pantheon] so without their backing Kyoko's guild have lost a large amount of fighting and logistic capabilities. This was proven as their rank instantly plummeted to 36th once their mother guild disbanded.
'Can you still teleport there?'
Despite possibly being imaginary her scoff couldn't have been more real.
'Of course I can.'
'Then move everything here, Nazarick has better defence and supplies. I am not risking the both of you.'
'Seems fair, hurry up and tell them to help then.'
Even now she's as nonchalant as always (inside the game he means), but the important thing is that their next move have been decided.
"Do not worry Albedo it is not your fault." Momonga vocally voiced
"Your generosity knows no bound Momonga-sama, again I apologize on behalf of the Great Tomb of Nazarick."
"Y..yes, then assist Kyoko in moving both her and Minerva's belonging. After that have set up her dining room and bed room. "
Again his declaration left everyone surprised in it's wake, but unlike the previous happenings this one has an aura of pleasantness around it.
"Does this mean that Kyoko-sama and Minerva-sama would move here?"
"Yes, there isn't much back there anyway. Would this be any problem?" Was the confirmation and question brought by the great spirit.
"Not at all! To have another supreme being having permanent residence in Nazarick is nothing short of the most joyous of occasions!"
Her claim was backed by the smiles worn by Sebas and the maids.
"And to have Minerva Ojou-sama stays under the same roof..."
Though it was meant to be a silent whisper her excitement automatically turned the volume up, but it seems that everyone tried their best to ignore the mishap all together for the sake of the moment.
"Take Solution Epsilon with you, this is something that must be done as stealthily and as secretly as possible."
The blond maid smiled at the duty, clearly taking it as a badge of honor.
In YGGDRASIL, NPCs made to protect a guild base could not leave it under any circumstances. However, it would seem this ironclad restriction had been overturned.
"Next up is... Sebas!"
He could see an earnest, sincere expression on Sebas' face.
"Exit the Tomb and investigate the surrounding region. If you encounter intelligent creatures, interact peacefully with them and invite them to the Tomb. Attempt to accommodate the other party as much as possible during negotiations. Do not stray more than one kilometer from the tomb and avoid unnecessary combat."
"Understood, Momonga-sama. I will do so immediately."
"...Select one of the Pleiades to accompany you. If battle begins, retreat immediately and convey everything you have learned."
Sebas silently nodded, and Momonga turned his attention towards the maids.
"Pleiades, the rest of you will head to the 9th Floor and repel any invaders from the 8th Floor."
"Understood, Momonga-sama."
The maids behind Sebas acknowledged his orders respectfully.
"Begin immediately."
"Understood, my master!"
Once more the chorus of voices rang out. Sebas and the maids bowed once more to their lords and their heir, everyone except Albedo and Epsilon then left simultaneously, clearly the two are waiting for further instruction from Kyoko.
'There's no use in thinking about it.' they both lamented.
"Then I'll be on my way." Kyoko informed and Momonga nodded.
"Umu, be careful... both of you."
"Of course! You're the one who should be careful without me around!"
"Is that so? Then Minerva please take care of Kyoko, she can be a real handful at times."
"Oi!"
"Umu... Leave it to me." Though Kyoko was about to show her displease the sight of their girl flexing her two little arms easily swoon her over.
Still entranced by her exuberance the three females made their way out of the hall, the overseer walking next to the great spirit and the assassin trailing behind them. As the giant doors close behind the females Momonga was finally left alone with his thoughts.
With no more disturbances he stroked his bony fingers against his 'chin'.
'The next step would be to make sure that the rest of the NPC are friendly as well, it might seem to be uncalled for but it's always better to be save than sorry.'
He pondered would it be better to approach them one by one or to gather them in one place. Logically speaking the latter would increase the chance for him to be ganged up upon, but putting his and the NPC in game built into account fighting one on one would certainly lead to his defeat.
If he came unprepared that is.
'It will be better to gather them all at once, hopefully the number of those who rebels would be small.'
Of course he hoped that none would do so in the first place.
'Speaking of NPC...'
"I should fetch those two as well." Momonga voiced out loud, turning his attention towards one of his rings, one that is embalzoned with the symbol of their/his guild.
"Let's see if it's works. He should still be at the library..."
With those last words he unleashed the power of the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown and disappeared from sight
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Normally one should not be able to recall the circumstances surrounding their birth, let alone having any actual memory of the ironically first moment of their lives.
But he remembers, and [Laufeyson] would be damned if he ever forget the exact moment he was brought into creation.
"Perfect! You look just like in the movies!"
He does not know what a movie is, but logically speaking it must be some sort of praise directed towards him.
One that he painfully does not deserves.
From the day he was created he was never given any chance to be useful for his creator, for his own 'MOTHER'.
"Sorry but you're too weak for this siege."
"Your ability is unsuited for this kind of thing."
"I really should have put more thought into your build shouldn't?"
The worst part is the fact that she speaks as if it was her fault while it was obvious that it is HIS inability to put any of the skill she graciously granted him of any use. Yes, he was a terrible waste of EVERYTHING if he could say so himself (and he did).
Even so however he is and forever will be one of the two creation of the Supreme being known as [Kyoko]. And [Laufeyson's] one and only dream is to one day be useful for her sake.
Then he was brought here.
"Well I want to say that it's totally unexpected, but then again this is you so I'm not surprised. Not one bit."
[Momonga]. The name of the Supreme being that is [Kyoko's] partner in marriage. He instantly knows what the 'man' is capable of the moment he laid his eyes on him, but even then he still have his doubts.
Was this man really on par with his great creator.
"Oh shut it! The raid is about the start, figures that you can put him to good use."
"Well I appreciate the gesture, but it's too late to add another factor into the mix now."
The Raid. The biggest attempt of dungeon conquering which target is none other than the guild under Momonga's command, the evil incarnated Ainz Ooal Gown and their guild the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Their enemies is an grand alliance of eight guild and mercenary NPC of large quantity sporting a total number of fifteen hundred peoples. Even when the guild base/dungeon was the most feared and holds the title of unbeatable, such number might be enough to tip a scale into balance.
Laufeyson sees this as a perfect chance to gauge his ability, to figure out whether or not does he deserves to be his mother's partner and indirectly his own father.
"You know if you asks real nicely I might even lend a hand."
"While that would definitely makes everything easier I must decline. I don't want to risk your grand plan after all."
That earned him a point of respect. Of course he is aware of Kyoko's grand plan, and despite the fact that her presence could turn the tables Momonga declined it in favour of her grand scheme. But his judgement on his capability is completely unrelated to his oversight.
When the raid began he expected him to panic, to shudder at the sheer number of the invaders that might put an end to his reign. But instead he remained silent, as his compatriots stare at their foes and possible destroyer's display he remained motionless without a word.
Glued to his throne with his skeletal fingers on his skinless chin. He was not at all fazed when the invaders broke through the first floor from what his colleagues considered as the 'fastest floor crashing ever'.
"They would only made it into the eight floor at best. And they were so close..." His declaration was laced with disappointment.
Laufeyson couldn't believe it, he simply shrugged of what could only be described as an obvious threat. What's more his clansmen seem to swallow his judgement without any trace of second thought.
Just who the hell is this man?
The intruders continued their crusade against his guild, breaking through each floor systematically. Though their progress seems to slow as the floor's number increases but they shown no sign of stopping, Laufeyson began to wonder if this is really the end for the most evil guild that is Ainz Ooal Gown.
And then...
On the fifth floor it began to slow, on the sixth floor progress turned into a crawl, they barely made it through the seventh and as he predicted it all came to an end on the eighth floor.
He couldn't believe it, it doesn't make any sense. They should have managed to go further, they should have been able to win. The only logical conclusion is that his judgement was impaired due to their display of number, resulting in him underestimating the securities and overestimating the adversaries.
But he didn't.
Even when faced with the perfect blend of intimidation he managed to retain his composure, allowing himself to pass a perfect assessment that holds nothing but undisputed facts.
Something he himself was incapable of...
He admitted it, he has no choice but to do so.
Momonga was an Overlord of the greatest mind, a sharpened and keen logical thinker whose intellect pars his mother's physical feat. And so he swore. He swore that he will be useful for the both of them, to have as much use as his flawless older sister and his martially achieved little brother.
"...Honestly... It's okay to be carefree but this..." Momonga complained as he stared at Laufeyson.
Kyoko was long gone and she had left her NPC behind, In Laufeyson's head this was a proper punishment for underestimating him which mean disrespecting his mother's -His very creator's- judgement.
In truth however she had simply forgotten. Bringing NPC along was something normal, but to get them into a guild that is not their creator's own there is only two method that can be used.
One is to forcefully enter, in another word a guild raid though this is only limited to mercenary based NPC. Two is by having the right to enter the guild and register the NPC's affiliation to said guild. It is somewhat akin to the player transfer feature in fantasy football
Kyoko did the second and transferred their son over to his guild. And now Laufeyson is officially a property of Ainz Ooal Gown since she did not un-register him and take him back with her.
He surrendered his fate to his Father's Skeletal arm, and while afraid is more than willing to endure any kind of punishment for his undermining conducts. Assuming of course they let him live which is highly unlikely.
Momonga didn't even bother looking directly at Laufeyson, instead he stares at the air between them and casually moved his fingers downwards every few minutes. This was an act he was familiar with. From what he heard the many Supreme beings could learn of an NPC's identity and story despite not being the creator.
As soon as Momonga finished reading Laufeyson's story he began.
"So you like reading. Luckily we have just the accommodation for your hobby..."
Once again his father surprised him. Instead of punishing him he instead had brought him into what Laufeyson personally views as a heaven.
"This is where we store all sort of literature items." He explained.
"Monster data, maps, magic items, event items, and cosmetic data. Even real books are copied and gathered here in this very place, Ashurbanipal.
This library is the very accumulation of our guild's knowledge. I trust that this will be enough to satisfy?"
If he was allowed to reply he would drop to his knees and kiss his father's feet that instant. However this was still a punishment so the only thing he could do was to stay silent and awaits his next directive.
"Umu then study hard. I'll make sure that food are properly delivered."
Yet another generosity in spite of his disrespectful act, his race that is half giant race requires food intake. The second he left Laufeyson buried himself in all sorts of books, hoping to gain enough knowledge to become any use to the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
It seemed like any other day for him, and he is currently waiting for the maid to deliver his daily dose of sustenance. He already memorized the orders of which of which will present him with his meal, whilst his internal clock was more than enough to inform him that the time for a break is drawing near.
"Thank you my dear. Please set it over there as always." He stated without taking his eyes off the book.
"Hm? Not even bothering to look me in the eyes, I'm hurt."
The familiar voice sent an electric shock to his entire being. Hastily he turned around and although his mind had already deduced that it was indeed him he need to see it himself to truly believed him.
"But it seems that it is my fault to pay a visit without any prior notice or the sort. Please forgive me for interrupting your studies..."
Laufeyson was at lost for words, he couldn't believe that his father is actually here. Could it be that his time of redemption had finally come? But there is still so much that he haven't learn. After a few second of pondering he then realize that his father is carrying something with both arms, and a worried long haired blond standing behind him.
"Fa...father... you...you're carrying..."
"Oh this? Well I kind of ran into Lumiere on her way here. Figures since I haven't seen you in a while I should at least do something for my hardworking son. By the way where should I put this?"
"JUST!...(clears throat)... just set it over here please. I'll put the books away."
"Umu, I hope I didn't disrupt your study."
"NO! NO! I...I was about to finish anyway!" He hastily pushed the book on the table away to make room for the food and pulled another chair.
"P...please have a seat."
Momonga nodded and sat down, setting the tray on the now cleared out table. Laufeyson carefully eyed the poor maid, clearly feeling overwhelmed with everything thrown her way.
"Thank you very much Lumiere. That will be all for today."
The maid flinched at his command but nonetheless accepted it. She courteously bowed before taking her leave, still trembling from the excess amount of pressure.
As soon as she was out of earshot Momonga sighed.
"I wonder what I did wrong. She seems to be uncomfortable with what I did..."
Yet he again managed to rattle him down to his very core. It was obvious that she sees the act of delivering food as a task that the great supreme being should not do. But what bothers him more is the fact that his father is yet to continue where he left off, purposely leaving the conversation hanging for whatever reason.
'Is he waiting for my opinion or is simply thinking out loud?'
His very life depends on how well can he decipher his father's signal, however his motives remains mysterious and Laufeyson failed to come up with any coherent explanation for his act.
'Well here goes...'
In the end he decided to voice his thought anyway. It wasn't that he didn't learn from his past sins but rather the opposite. When you disrespect someone in any form it is common norm to apologize afterwards, sure it'll be better if he kept the incident buried altogether but this is the case of a child talking ill behind a father's back.
He HAS to say sorry, and hope that the act won't result in his demise.
"In my point of view father she probably does not understand the sentiment behind your act, believing that a great being such as yourself shouldn't carry out such menial task. Especially one that is her primary duty..."
"Hm..." To his relief Momonga replied with a hum, and began stroking his nonexistent chin. "Well I suppose so..."
The fact that he hasn't perished indicates that he hadn't done anything to offend his father. With relief filling his soul Laufeyson proceed to take a sip of his tea as form of patting himself in the back.
"...But..."
It took everything to prevent himself from spitting out the beverage filling his mouth. The word 'but' and his tone most likely refer to the fact that Momonga also have his own insight in the manner.
'The fact that he doesn't simply agrees mean that our opinions differs. Have I made an error in judgement again? Which part of my deduction does he views as wrong?'
"Are you sure that she didn't simply want to deliver the food herself?"
That was not the answer he was expecting, and he was rendered speechless afterwards. It was only after a brief period of silence did he understand the implication and could do nothing to hid the sudden influx of emotions.
Laufeyson could only lower his head and stare at his own reflection on the tea's surface, his mind darting back into the relationship between him and the multitude of maids that have served him countless refreshment over the course of his stay.
'I did chat with each of them every once in a while... but do they really view me as a possible suitor?'
Sure he has status or such but rather than fearing the possibility of being used he was petrified by his own inexperience in the endeavors that is romance.
Something that Momonga easily took notice off.
"Kukuku..."
Shuddering Laufeyson weakly protested "P...please don't laugh father... I...I'm really not good with this kind of... activities..."
"Is that so..." was all he said.
He halted any eye contact after that, opting to sip his tea and nibble on his sandwiches while minimizing his movement. It was obvious that he is desperately trying to cover his lack of capability in handling the subject.
'And here I thought I was going to have a harder time.' The overlord internally mused.
Unlike Minerva who was a 'joint project' Laufeyson was created and sculpted solely by Kyoko, she had repeatedly bombard him of how his appearance and character mirrors that of a certain big screen villain turned anti hero whose death causes many to weeps.
He was worried that he'd have to deal with a movie star, but it seems that he was just another teen desperately trying to navigate through adulthood. Though age and lore wise he had already outlived both Kyoko and himself by over a few centuries.
'Another thing to keep in mind' He should investigate on how lore would affect the game mechanics though he barely did anything in the field of the latter in the first place.
'I should've paid more attention to Log Horizon...' That anime was a basic guide on how to handle situation like this, but due to it's complexity Momonga failed to completely grasp every do and don't the series had graciously provided.
The series should still be within the library somewhere and he should use it as a guide to ensure the existence of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
'Which bring us back here.'
"Well this might seems sudden but do allow me to cut to the chase."
The urgency within his tone and peculiar choice of vocabulary was more than enough to snap the 'teen' out of his youthful stupor. Laufeyson quickly leveled his eyes to his father's own, a serious mask now donned in order to face the new situation.
"Something odd has happened to Nazarick..."
"WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT ABOUT MOTHER AND MINERVA!?"
Momonga was glad that somebody finally said it. He wanted to shout out on the top of his lungs himself but an unknown force seems to quells down his worries whenever particular emotions threatens to surface.
The first time he experienced this was a bit earlier. Already felt terrified of Kyoko leaving the base with Minerva. He called his wife a dozen times using messages in his short stroll to get to Laufeyson and earned himself his ire as consequence.
Naturally she was displeased and demand no further calling until her return. Five minutes later (or five seconds later there isn't much difference) he wonders whether or not should he rushed out of the guild to safeguard the two most important woman in his life, but just as he was about voice his worry and rush out of the safe zone something happened.
He could only described it as a wave. It was as if his psychological turmoil and process was drowned and shut off by a torrent of calmness and antipathy, true enough Momonga found himself realizing how far fetched his worry is.
Perhaps it was a racial skill at play but that is beside the matter.
"Though your worry is natural it is misplaced. This is Kyoko and Minerva we are talking about after all..."
Now that he put further thought into it his reaction and caution is indeed over the top.
"...That... is indeed the case with dear mother and elder sister now isn't it?"
"...Yes... Elder sister..."
Him referring Minerva as an older sibling seemed to be something new for Momonga, but it was one of the few details Laufeyson failed to note due to the current circumstances.
"Whatever the case is we are now in a territory of the unknown, and your strength and wit are needed more than ever my son."
His brain almost cease to function.
This was it. This is his second chance, his shot at redemption and the required burden to make up for the disrespect that he had foolishly showed his father. This is his chance to prove himself as his son and showcase his growth.
Though he wanted to cheer and dance the gravity of the situation allowed his serious side to prevail.
"Yes father, I shall not fail you."
Momonga's eye seems to shone due to his eagerness, but once again the gesture went pass Laufeyson's notice.
"Well then first thing first. I would like to...!"
Suddenly Momonga's head snapped to the right, and Laufeyson quickly caught that something of grave manner had just occurred.
With a calm tone that does not fit his inner monologue the giant in disguise asked.
"What is it father!?"
"...The guild is under attack."
"WHAT!?"
"Calm down. I'm going to put up a display and view our assailants."
"Y-yes, the worst thing I can do is panic."
"That is correct..."
Laufeyson simply watched as multiple screen appeared and surrounded his father, each monitoring a different section of the first floor.
He remained silent as his father works his magic, carefully surveying each and every camera for any form of irregularity.
It's just like last time, but...
Yes what Laufeyson seeing is indeed Momonga giving it his all, it looked like he was nonchalantly watching while events play by but in truth he is anything but lax.
Darting from monitor to monitor, searching and gathering information, Laufeyson was more than convinced that nothing could escape his father's notice at this very moment, and yet something was different.
He is more determined?
Laufeyson knew that his father is putting extra effort into his observation, and he's sure that millions of plans have been hatched in order to combat any form of threat that will soon surface.
It wasn't like last time, this time he really is giving his all and then some.
'Looks like I wasn't the only one who have grown.'
Every father's dream is to see their children surpass them, and while Laufeyson deems it impossible for him to ever do that he strives to stand on the same level as his father stood one day.
'And to do that I must work even more.'
So he once again sworn.
Sworn that one day he will push himself even more.
Sworn to devote his being for the safety of Nazarick
Sworn that one day he will be useful for his parents.
Yes. From now own Laufeyson shall do everything in his power to assist and ensure the prosperity of Nazarick which his parents will no doubt bring.
'But still...'
He believe the correct expression is he was 'on fire'.
As for Momonga.
'It's terrifying...' in reality it really was.
He is sent to a world so familiar yet completely unknown. And out of nowhere he is already faced with the prospect of losing his own life.
'Of course we would respawn when we die in the game... but right now...'
Was he even in YGGDRASIL to begin with? Once again the thousand question that bombard him earlier mad their return and of course the main question towers above the rest.
'Can I die?'
Can he? Even if his class was that of an Undead they could be destroyed once their health is depleted, so it is only natural to assume that he can. However if this is really YGGDRASIL then he should be able to perform all sort of actions just like his avatar do in the game.
But can he?
The command console is gone and although he could sense his passive skill being active there was no guarantee that his ability remains the same. And then there was the scenario that this world is filled with might beings, what if the regular monster here can easily overwhelm him single handedly?
Everything is a dreadful mystery. And yet...
'Even if I can I won't.'
Minerva is here, Laufeyson is here, Cranium is here. All of his precious memory made with his comrade and their legacies are also here.
And Kyoko... Kyoko stayed here... with him.
'I won't die, and I'll protect everyone!'
With steel like determination Momonga continues to observe the battlefield, and after deducing that the attacker are using a head on charge as their method decided to turn their attention towards them.
'And whoever they are the won't receive any mercy...'
Dispersing all other monitors except one Momonga was met with a full view of the assailant clashing against Shalltear and Cranium.
"Eh?"
And instantly had his determination put out in an instant.
"Looks like Shalltear and Cranium had already engaged the culprit." Laufeyson pointed out.
"Yes... we have to stop them."
"Eh? B-but why father!?"
Instead of replying Momonga let out an exasperated sigh.
"Because they're not just fighting anybody..."
Shock engulfed him once more. Just who and how strong is this mystery assailant that he managed to earn his father's recognition.
"That's my brother."
Scratch that, Now nothing could surprise him.
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"HMPH!"
"Guh!"
With a loud thud the counter hits it's mark and sent his opposition flying. Yet with grace and ease he easily fixed himself mid air before landing on his two feet.
Cranium clicked his nonexistent tongue (a feat belonging to all undead) as he fixes his stance, carefully eyeing his opponent with the two bright dots in his void eye-holes.
'His movement is precise and deadly. I must proceed with caution.'
A titan in a violet armor. Cranium was one of the two NPC created by the leader of the Ainz Ooal Gown. Just like him he to is an undead but unlike his father whose gift was spent on the art of sorcery and tactical combat his was poured into the art of battle and pure confrontation.
'It'd be better to end it all on the next move.'
A human enemy, dressed in a
'But I could care less about that.'
Cranium never cared for past grudge or any of his kin in general. To him there was only the great tomb of Nazarick and anyone else. Guess which of the two is the one that he wouldn't hesitate to smite.
He prepared his dual edged spear and raised his shield. His enemy was a monk so his defensive built was the perfect counter for such. He has been having little to no problem in fending him off.
'The problem is...'
"Ahaha that looked painful. You okay there Kabuto?"
"Please pay no heed [Torihiki] dono, these meager wounds would never stop us from performing our duty as your guardian."
"Ah right, sorry about that. I would love to help but he would definitely scold me if I rough up his son too much. Especially after what happened to you..."
"!? I-I'm sorry if I had done something that acts as handicap!" Kabuto's focus was instantly broken, he was torn apart internally between asking his creator for forgiveness and keeping an eye on his foe.
"That again? Seriously would it be too much if you relax a bit around me?" Sure he designed his NPC after the strict butler archtype, but the whole deification was getting old real fast.
"I-I cannot do such a thing [Torihiki] Sama! As one of your creation I am supposed to safeguard you with the utmost respect."
The player, now named Torihiki let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine-fine. Just don't push yourself to much alright. A dead butler won't do me any good."
The ninja grinned in delight. "Of course! Please watch over as I dispose of the threat!"
In response to his eagerness a helmet suddenly materialized and cover his head, the appendage now covered in scarlet steel with the motif synonymous to his name. It was one that tokusatsu hero would wear on television.
Though it seemed like the helmet serves nothing more than an ornamental accessory [Torihiki] know that it was the exact opposite. It was an equipment that increases mental resistance as well as MP recovery.
'Hey now I'm pretty sure I explicitly ordered you to hold back but instead you're getting serious? If anything happen to Cranium Momonga's not gonna let it go easily you know!'
The undead or more specifically the [soul taker] shifted his vision between the two clashing NPCs. The one in front of him and acting as a human shield was one of [Hades Helmet's] two NPC Kabuto, while the one facing him was the great tomb of Nazarick and his brother's creation Cranium.
Speaking of NPC where did Kuwaga go?
"GAH!"
With a loud crash a figure suddenly 'landed' behind Cranium. With a low growl the warrior regained her footing, and despite her obvious small stature showcase what could be seen as ferocity that belonged only to the most vile and untamed of beast.
'Shalltear Bloodfallen.' Torihiko quickly recognized. One of the guardians who played a vital role during the siege of Nazarick.
While she was the first of the floor guardian to fall her curses and physical feat drained the invaders the majority of their recovery items, henceforth it was only thanks to her that Nazarick is still standing today.
As for her foe...
"Fyuh~" A man whistled as he dropped from the sky. Appearance wise he was
"Haha! Showy as always aren't you Kuwaga!?" Torihiki proclaimed as he swatted the dust away.
"Yep! You know that's how I roll boss! Sorry about the dust though." the younger twin smirked, causing the elder to snort.
"An apology? That's the only thing you can offer after dirtying Torihiki sama's clothes!?"
It was only after that that the undead in question realized that his getup was indeed dirtied by the careless landing, nothing more than a bit of a dust on his coat and pants but he knows that this means a lot to his underlings.
"You're so noisy aniki! Then I'll make it up by defeating them both!" The azure boasted.
This not only struck a nerve on the so called foes but also his own ally.
"The hell are you saying!? The Undead Warrior over there is my prey!"
"Is that so? It doesn't look like you're making much progress..."
"Why you...!"
"Okay-okay I think we all have enough for today!" The trader stated while clapping his hands, bringing all of the attentions to him.
"There seems to be a misunderstanding here. Shalltear-kun, Cranium-kun, if the two..."
Before he can further his case Shalltear promptly cut him.
"YOU FILTH! HOW DARE YOU PRONOUNCE THE NAME OF THE SUPREME ONE'S DESCENDANT WITHOUT PERMISSION!"
"Filth? YOU... YOU DARE TO ADRESS OUR CREATOR AS SUCH!" Kabuto promptly bit back, and even Kuwaga is in agreement for once.
"THAT'S RIGHT WHAT ELSE SHOULD I CALL DIRTY TRESSPASSERS IF NOT FILTH. When you think about it you should be glad that I only refer you as such!"
Enraged by the enemy's conduct both the twin ninjas prepared themselves for another bout, but what enveloped their master was bewilderment instead of anger.
"Trespassing? Is that why you attacked us?" The player voiced.
"THAT'S RIGHT ARE YOU EVEN AWARE WHERE YOU ARE SETTING YOUR FOOT ON!?" Shalltear gawked.
"Of course I do, why else would I bother come here if I do not. But I can assure you that we mean no harm." The declaration of peace shocked both of the so called invaders, why would their master lower his head against the enemy.
Shalltear however only snorted. "As if I would believe the word of an...!"
Suddenly Cranium raised his arm, the gesture serving the purpose of stopping the vampire mid sentence. She quickly kneel in accordance to the law of Nazarick and differences in hierarchy.
"...State your name and business."
Though it was short and rather rude Torihiki will take that over fighting to the death any day.
"I am Torihiki. An associates of the master of this guild, Momonga."
This new information definitely changes things. If it is true that they have wrongfully clashed blade with his father's confidant then the repricussion could be of gargantuan proportion.
"LIES! FIRST YOU TRESPASS AND NOW YOU'RE CLAIMING TO BE AN ALLY TO THE LEADER OF THE SUPREME ONES!"
Cranium must admit though it was in an extremely unrefined dialogue Shalltear had pointed out the obvious elephant in the room.
"...What she says is true." Cranium seconded "How can we be sure that you are a member that is unheard off?"
This time it was Kabuto and Kuwaga's turns to be triggered. How dare they call their master a liar, and on top of that treated him as if he was a nobody!
"Unheard off?" Torihiki tilted his head "Well it makes perfect sense that he doesn't really talk about me, but you really don't know who I am?" he honestly asked.
"...I'm afraid not."
"GEBHORAH!" the player undead exclaimed as he was hit by an unseen force. No it was a definitely real force called 'not being recognized by your own nephew', and it hurt as hell.
"TORIHIKI-SAMA!" Kuwaga shouted as he approached his downed leader. Kabuto did not do the same but prompted to increase his guards against the two defenders, did they cast some sort of attack that went through his and his creator's defense?
With great struggle Torihiki got back up, Kuwaga still grabbing his right for further support
"Please! Heal yourself while we buy you some time!"
"No-no, that wasn't an attack or any sort." The leader explained "Just the shock of being forgotten."
'Okay deep breaths now, deep breaths. If your nephew doesn't recognize you makes first impression matters even more.'
Slowing his breathing Torihiki stood up and fixed himself, attempting to salvage whatever left of his good image. He stood up straight and dusted off his black coat, fixing his equally black tie and making sure that every part of his suit is still pristine.
"I'am the leader and sole member of the moving guild [Hades-helmet] a sub division of [Pallas Domina]."
Mobile Guild. As the name implies it is a guild with the semblance of movement, despite seemingly possessing nothing but advantages it is rarely used since the high cost of maintenance and limitation of size.
The only guild who managed to utilized this system to it's fullest potential is the overall tenth ranked guild [Wind Walkers] and of course it was also one of the reasons why they are able to reach the peak of classements.
In Torihiki's case however the so called guild is more akin to a vehicle of the sort. Since his kin does not require sleep or food the base's main purpose is to facilitate getaway should things traverses southwards, not to mention his primary job is to gather intelligence so it's only natural that it was designed to do so.
They only made stop every now and then to cook for the two human butlers/ninja. But with what has just occurred and the unknown changes that have happened and yet to come it makes perfect sense to regroup with his employer/allies.
And now here he is, being accused of trespassing by his favourite nephew with the possible penalty of being put to death.
How wonderful.
"As painful it is to admit it makes perfect sense that you haven't heard of me, your mother probably kept the words of my involvement in her plan... to the bare minimum..." He almost let it slip that she probably forgot about him, but the implication would make matter worse.
All he can do now is to sit patiently and hope that any of the two happy couple would notice him flailing in front of the security camera.
"...It does indeed make sense. However I do not possess any knowledge regarding Mother's final plan, and thus I'm afraid I could not grant you passage."
"Even after learning the truth you still doubt our lord!" Kabuto once again spat
"Silence! You should be grateful that Cranium-sama even bother to lend and ear to your fabricated lies!" Shalltear snapped.
It seems like things are about to escalate back into action, but Torihiki is having none of that.
"Okay look it's obvious that all of us are being assumptive here. Just get Momonga over here and he'll..."
Torihiki cursed himself at his usage of casual tone, obviously his 'unproven' relationship with the owner of this place gets under every residence's skin. There is the justification of him already knowing his 'little brother' for years but again right now that is nothing more than circumstantial.
Everyone is once again at battle station. Shalltear was spatting curse words at him for daring to address her god in such disrespectful fashion, while Kabuto snapped back at her for the exact same reason. Kuwaga and Cranium remained silent but it was palpable that they're already set for another round of brawl.
Just when he thought things can only further go south the solution to everything literally appeared.
"Okay you know what, forget everything I said. You don't need to call Momonga, it'll only be a waste of time."
"OF COURSE IT IS! TO BEGIN WITH WHY WOULD A SUPREME BEING NOT ONLY SHARE HIS PRESENCE BUT ALSO WASTES HIS TIME ON THE LIKES OF YOU!"
Kabuto was about to hiss in response but his creator quickly step in between.
"What I meant was you don't need to call Momonga, that'll be a waste since he's already here. See he's right there."
Torihiki pointed at the main mausoleum and true to his word he was really there.
Standing atop of the stairs with all of his glory was the leader and one of the founding fathers of Ainz Ooal Gown Momonga. He was draped in his usual royal black robe with the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown in his right hand. Next to him was Lufeyson who Cranium immediately recognized as his 'twin brother' standing regally befitting of a prince.
The two guardians hastily kneel at the presence of their lord, while the two assaulter get ready for another battle.
Needless to say their conflict quickly came to an end but the tension remains.
Momonga let out a sigh before starting. "You should have told me that you're visiting Tori-nii. It could have saved everyone lots of trouble."
Torihiki only shrugged his shoulder in response. "By all means I would have. But in case you haven't notice things are a bit... Uncertain right now."
"I concur. Onto the other matter... "
A chill ran up both Shalltear and Cranium's spine. With the confirmation of the claim it is now pronounced that it was THE BOTH OF THEM that had committed the grave sin.
"I do apologize for the inconvenience the both of them had caused you." Momonga pardon and lowered his head. A gesture unfitting of a ruler such as himself.
Both Laufeyson and Cranium flinched at the display, the latter know that since they are the one in the wrong it was automatically his responsibility to take the fall. In truth however it was Shalltear's fault completely for firing the first shot, she could only imagine what kind of emotional pain inflicted on the prince stemming from her foolish act.
"P-Please lower your head Momonga-sama! T-Torihiki-sama it's my own fault completely for not recognizing you! Please spare your wrath on this servant only!"
Kabuto huffed in annoyance, obviously having no intention on letting it go so easily. Once again however his master interjected.
"Okay-okay no need to be hasty here, it's obvious that both side are in the wrong."
"B-but Torihiki-sama..."
"Kabuto, back then we are indeed tresspassing. Those two did nothing but doing their jobs, and a damn fine one at that!"
"Of course. They are Ainz Ooal Gown's first line of defence after all." Momonga proudly boasted, the comment falling out of place but nonetheless warmed the hearts of the addressed.
"Well then I assume that everything is sorted out then? Water under the bridge?"
"Umu. I'm glad that you're as lax as ever Ani-san."
"It's one of my charm. No why don't you two over there come here and give your Uncle a hug!"
Despite the sudden resolution of conflict the sudden request caught almost everyone off guard once again. Laufeyson and Cranium looked at their father with a perplexed expression, but the Overlord merely gestured them to do exactly just that.
Having no other choice the two complied, not that they mind it that much.
"How skinny. You sure you're eating right?" The undead asked while hugging the half giant.
"Um... well my portions of meal are established prior to the meal."
"Even so there's nothing wrong with having extra serving every now and then! I'll have Kuwaga cook something up right after."
"Y-yes, I could not wait."
"Of course you can't his cooking is the best in the world!" Torihiki roared. Said stone giant is now brimming with pride while his companion elf turned away in minor jealousy.
After that it was Cranium's turn.
"Look at you! Since when did you get so big!?"
"...I have always been like this since the date of my creation." Cranium flatly informed, but Torihiki merely laughed.
"Is that so? Well then it's my fault for not being around enough then, sorry."
"There is no need. I am sure that you were busy with an important task."
"Among other things. Well then I guess introduction is no longer needed right? By the way where is the missis?"
"Moving her stuff. We decided that it'd be for the best for her and Minerva to move here."
"Really? Guess I won't be the only one lodging then. Anybody else?"
"Last time I check Fuitchi was here, along with Ranmaru and Itsuki-san."
"That guy? Those geezers aren't surprising but that guy? Well the more the merrier I guess..."
"It certainly does." Truth is Momonga couldn't imagine what it'd be like if he was alone. The thought alone was more than enough to sent chill to his bare spine.
"By the way how long are we going to stand around?" Torihiki pointed out.
"Agreed. It'd be better to get inside. All of you!" Momonga addressed.
Not one soul there dared to even breathe. Even the twins knows immediately that he was a person of great power, perhaps even more than their own master?
"Make haste and go inside at once. We don't know what forces lurks around..."
To think that he prioritized their safety despite their fault. Truly Momonga was a leader of great benevolence, was what everyone thinks.
"Ah almost forgot. I parked my 'Dark helmet' not to far away. Should I move it inside?"
"Hm? Normally it should be impossible. But with how things are I guess it's worth a shot..."
"That's great! By the way..."
All of them could only watch as the two great beings continued their exchange. The topic being something beyond their understanding.
All of them could only stand in silence and shame...
"What are all of you doing?" All eyes went up towards Momonga, his question increasing their puzzlement.
"We can't stay out for too long. It is unsafe for now." Torihiki nodded in agreement.
And it was only then that they understood how merciful their rulers are. Each and every one of them had committed a blunder but not only were they both willing to overlook it they also still cares for their safety.
Do they even deserves such gracious and thoughtful presences?
Although everyone may have inferred the gesture differently their fundamental goal are now cemented.
They are going to repay their gods no matter what.
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Hey whatsup. It's voidwalker77 here. Sorry for the false update but I ensure you guys that chapter 3 is already on it's way.
As some of you probably noticed I erased Atlas and Mercury because of how similar they are to Cranium and Laufeyson. Replacing them with Kabuto and Kuwagata.
Truth is I'm swamped with college prep right now and the previous version of this chapter was a rushed one.
But don't worry I love this story too much to abandon it, and hopefully after I get accepted at my favoured college I'll be able to update it more frequently. Truth is I also got a webnovel going on so if any of you have much of a spare time do please check it out.
The title is Ultimate Weekend Adventure Party. It's on inkstone and already has ten although shorter chapters compared to this.
Anyways!
Torihiki is based on Hades from God complex dogma
Kabuto and Kuwagata are based on gouraiger (they'll even do the roll call in the future)
Cranium is based on Craniamon from the digimon series
And lastly laufeyson is based on Loki from the animated marvel Thor movie.
Sorry about everything. please continue your supports and critic they mean a lot to me!
As always CIAO!