A/N: Special thanks to the Overlord Fanfiction Discord server, especially UndeadLord22 and Hakon2feb for helping me write this chapter.
Chapter 2
"Uwah…"
Standing next to Momonga was Sebas, the white haired butler clad in black, being one of the few NPCs who wasn't affected as severely by ROBs shenanigans.
Tapping on the mirror of remote viewing, Momonga couldn't help but just want to get out of the tomb for a bit. Unwind after observing a constant barrage of revelations. He didn't think the members were any bad or anything but the way ROB had put most of them into overpowered 20th and 21st century characters he didn't even know about until now without any consideration for balance had Momonga want to leave the place, even if it was just temporarily, just to stop thinking about the other's absurd powers for a bit…
At least some were normal like Peroroncino, Ulbert and Bukubukuchagama. However it seems that for every normal person being isekai'd with Ainz there has got to be some sort of outright strange individual even when compared to everyone else who comes with them…
Like SuperTruckin, the level 100 human trucker… Of all things… Abeemination, the level 100 eldritch cat who for whatever reason decided he wanted to be in a princess' dress and Commissar Turtle, a giant turtle who looks unassuming but judging on SuperTruckin's and Abemination's stats he wouldn't be surprised if the turtle ends up being able to kill the world eater single handedly…
Also a small bird obsessed with hats… Who's also level 100…
Yes a break to travel would be nice for him, especially when he doesn't need to worry about-
"Ah, there you are Momonga!"
Just when he opened his mouth… Damn it ROB…
Turning his head towards the new figure, he could at least rest easy that it wasn't one of the more chaotic individuals…
"Ah, how can I help you Tou- *Ahem* Inkrael-san?"
"I just wanted to have a bit of a talk that's all…"
Nodding, he supposes a small chat with a familiar face would be something he needed right now… Swiping the mirror in an attempt to dismiss the magic item, Momonga unintentionally stumbled upon an image of a man being slain by a knight.
'Crap how do I…'
"Momonga?"
Looking towards Inkrael, he saw what was clearly a disturbed expression coming out of the grand caster. The same face the Touch Me of his universe would have expressed when he sees something wrong…
'Isn't it common sense to help someone in trouble?'
Even without expressing a single sentence Momonga already knew what the grand caster was thinking. Nodding towards him, Momonga immediately opened a [Gate] before looking back towards the butler.
"Sebas, raise Nazarick's security to max- no, moderate… And tell Albedo to come fully armed…"
Passing through the portal, the Overlord immediately raised his hand towards the knight. [Grasp heart]
~line break~
Staring towards the corpse, Inkrael began to feel somewhat unsettled. Though it subsided shortly after, it reminded the grand caster that people were actually dying as he was idling at the rim of Carne village.
[Medium Undead Creation: Death Kni-]
"I call forth into time. To heroes of legend, through wishes crystallized one of the individual, one of the collective and one of civilization. To those written into legend, of Heroes and Villains, from Men, from Kings, from Gods. To those who hail to heed the call. Come forth in duty, from desire, under will!"
Suddenly, a bright light shone in front of the grand caster before the light began to converge to one centralized point. Out stood a crowned green eyes blonde woman in a blue dress covered in plate armour.
"Artoria! There is a village under attack by those who besmirch knighthood! You know what to do!"
"Yes master!"
And just like that, the king of Britain left the forest. Taking a sigh of relief, he recalled the strength of the so-called knights in the series. Painfully average, they should be nowhere near as strong as a servant.
"What was that Inkrael?"
Turning his attention towards the Overlord, he realised Momonga was standing next to him all this time. His attention must have slipped…
"Uhh… I summoned a servant?"
"I see, sorry I just assumed this Solomon character is more of an offensive spell caster…"
Thinking back towards the 6th floor, Inkrael didn't think he mentioned Solomon could summon anyone. To be fair, most members already knew that so there wasn't any point in spelling it out but as far as Momonga knew Solomon was only a mage capable of incinerating humanity. Nothing indicated he could also summon powerful servants without costing any xp that had nothing to do with his alignment…
"So this was where you two went…"
Glancing towards the portal… Opening near the [Gate] Momonga had casted, came Reinhard the Inquisitor. Cloaked in the familiar black coat and everything…
"I'm not surprised seeing as it's what happened in canon…"
'Eh? This was predetermined to happen?'
Momonga couldn't help but mentally sigh, for whatever reason he had a feeling that if he continued to let the story continue canonically he'd eventually end up meeting ROB again…
Before he could contemplate on it further, another silhouette revealed itself exiting the portal, the one Momonga had casted…
"My apologies for taking so long to prepare Lord Momonga."
And before him was a being covered in a dark amethyst plate armor carrying a halberd.
"No Albedo… Your timing couldn't be better…"
Internally Momonga couldn't help but sigh in relief, it seemed ROB was just going to let things be for now…
Glancing towards the two girls grabbing each other tightly, the older blonde one dressed in a brown sleeved dress with a white centre and a primarily yellow skirt reaching near her ankles with a small amount of red on her waist under another layer of the same yellow cloth shivered together with the much younger red haired girl dressed in blue with a red scarf around her neck at the mere sight of the Overlord.
He proceeded to grab hold of a red potion from his inventory. Whilst in the process of withdrawing his arm, Momonga felt a premonition… One that warned him of something he probably wouldn't be liking in the near future.
"Is there a problem lord Momonga?"
"Ah, no… I just felt something big was coming up…"
Tilting her head slightly, Albedo couldn't help but question what Momonga had meant. However instead of questioning it further, which is not only rude towards her beloved but also probably ends up involving this ROB being she briefly heard the Pleiades talk about, the source of headaches not only for herself but the entire guild, she decided to dismiss it. Instead she decided to nod towards the leader of the supreme being.
Snapping back to reality, Momonga withdrew his potion from his inventory and proceeded to pass the healing item towards the older looking girl with the gashing wound on her back.
"Here, drink it…"
"I'll drink it! So please spare my little sister!"
Had Momonga not been an Overlord he might have dropped a sweat on his forehead… This was going to be a long day for him, wasn't it?
~line break~
UndeadLord22, also known as UL, sighed. Not even a minute had passed after Momonga left the guild base before someone somewhere decided to mess with the NW. He supposes it was too much to ask the members to stick to the canon story line for at least the first three episodes…
Staring at the fist sized purple cracks floating in midair, he glanced at the eldritch humanoid trying way too hard to whistle away his eyes baring towards it.
"Chaos… Mind telling me why there are cracks from Mass for the Dead on the 9th floor of Nazarick?"
"Erm… I may or may not have been trying to create my own pocket dimension for… Personal reasons…"
"Right…"
The humanoid in complete darkness engulfed in crimson fire proceeded to roll his red eyes.
"Do we have to start worrying about Chaotic beasts now?"
The man in scarlet flames asked. Feeling a bit too tired to deal with Chao's new found chaoticness…
"Oh no, I made sure I wasn't breaching any realms… We shouldn't have any uninvite-"
A bright purple light immediately radiated across the 9th floor's bar room. A small slime creature of black with purple lines highlighting its body slowly tried to escape the cracks.
"Giiiiii!"
Thinking quickly, UL materialized a shotgun before firing at the beast; he then proceeded to look at the crawling chaos with the 'you were saying' look.
"I mean, to be fair I just had these powers not even a day ago…" He said as he looked away sheepishly.
"... Fair"
Undead couldn't exactly blame Chaos, he did indeed get his powers just yesterday and didn't have much of a chance to use them. Why he decided to test his powers in the bar was beyond him but he supposes he would have done the same if he had such powers.
Infact, he had already played around with his own powers for a while. After all, how'd he know how to magic a gun out of nowhere if he didn't?
"I HEARD GUNSHOTS! WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
Rotating his head towards the source of the voice he found himself looking at a blonde loli in red holding an oversized two sided crooked clock needle.
"Nothing, just Chaos bringing Chaos…"
"You mean he was the cause of the cracks floating in mid air?" She pointed to what she just described in the air…
"No shit…" He drawled out in annoyance.
"Oh, I could probably fix that…"
"Wait… Ozimyy? I don't think that's a good id-"
Before the dark humanoid could finish his sentence the room suddenly let out a thundering cry, a wave of force pushed everything in its way including the bottles of various brews that ended up shattered everywhere.
"Ozimyy, have you ever heard of the term self control before?" Chaos deadpanned at the loli vampire.
"Guess that didn't do the trick… Maybe I'll go with the destruction of absolu-"
"DON'T YOU STUPID LITTLE CHRISTMAS WASHBOARD!"
It was quite apparent to UL that the vampire was making the problem even worse, what had been a fist sized purple crack floating in mid air had turned into a blue fracture the size of Cocytus. Whatever she had planned it's either going to end up with the destruction of the 9th floor like what she mistakenly tried to do with the 6th or make the crack so large they would have to evacuate Nazarick…
He would rather have none of that happen…
He began to wince as light began to radiate from the cracks once more. Did Flatboard over there accelerate the rate of chaotic beasts entering the floor? He didn't know if he could handle what could turn into a hoard of chaotic beasts by himself, sure there was also the crawling chaos and the vampire who doesn't know of the word restraint but he is pretty sure they are just going to make the problem worse…
Materialising several chaingun sentry turrets all pointed towards the crack he began to anticipate the worse as light had started to flood his sight.
"Ow…"
Snapping his head towards the source of the voice, he saw the loli staring towards the black leather looking case landing on the ground. Sandwiched between the case was a plastic cover that held-
"Uhh… Is that my phone?"
Picking up the phone, the vampire loli's eyes perked up as soon as the device turned on. UL already figured out why but couldn't help but tune in anyways…
"Neat! It has an internet connection~"
UL blinked, the crawling chaos in the meantime peeked his head towards the vampire loli as he felt left out from the conversion.
Blinking again, the humanoid in red flame figured out that his eyes weren't fooling him. As the familiar tunes of Fate Grand Order's Epic of Remnent's theme echoed into his ears…
'God damn it ROB…'
~Line break~
"And that's what happened…"
The black humanoid outlined in red sighed.
Sitting beside him was Aureole, the young girl in a white kimono jacket called a haori and red traditional Japanese pair of divided trousers called a hakama looked back at the humanoid still aflame in red fire.
He had been conversing with her about what he had just experienced what was basically a 'reality FUBAR' scenario that would have almost fucked over Nazarick itself. Mind that almost half the members were currently reorienting themselves on their new environment, it doesnt excuse to how they would still be able to fuck up with their OP shenanigans of their fellows.
"That is concerning indeed Lord Undead… However seeing how Lady Ozimyy had made the crack transport only items here I don't believe it is that much of a concern as of now. For the Guardians at least… I believe Lady Ozimyy already sent the message through to Lord Momonga, no?"
'Lord Undead'… He'll never get used to the NPCs calling him that… Thankfully half of them were replaced with members of the server so he won't be hearing that too often.
He wouldnt mind being called 'UL', but that would sounded even more stupid in pronounciation…
"Yeah, she did… Can't help but think there is more to this however…"
~[Meanwhile in an alternate universe]~
Ozimyy heard a crack echoing to his ears. Slowly rotating his head towards the source he noticed a small blue crack floating where his phone was supposed to be, strange… Before he could think of calling the authorities however he noticed a faint echo of a truck's horn gradually growing louder.
It must be his imagination, it's very early in the morning after all and he's in his own room. It's not like truck-kun was going to get him or anything…
*HONK HONK!*
It was then when a flying truck crashed into the ceiling of his room.
"What the fuck-!?"
*HONK HONK MOTHERFUCKER!*
A/N: Some of you may notice Inkrael's summoning chant is remarkably similar to a reddit post's chant idea for FGO. Yup I'm a talentless hack who can't come up with his own chants, it's only one line though and you wouldn't have to worry about the rest of the story, it's not copy & pasted…
