The grand reunion and the final gift

A sincere promise from a strange entity about reuniting with their Overlord once more… That forlorn hope formed from their despair was the only thing motivated them to travel pass the rather suspicious gate that this entity made.

One day, after a few hundred years after the departure of his majesty from this world by those specific True Dragon Lords whose names now forever cursed and currently secretly, in eternal enslavement inside Nazarick, the Tomb once again had to deal with another appearance of something came from YGGDRASIL. This time, it was not just some Player but rather one of the Lords of the Seven Deadly Sins - a World Enemy itself. Knowing the impossibility of winning against such odd, Nazarick still didn't stand for this and they mustered the entirety of their force to deal with the threat like every other times in history.

However, this time, something different happened. When the force led by the guardians of Nazarick arrived at the location of the incursion, they only saw a being dressed in glamorous white clothes and some pieces of armor here and there, holding a golden intricate swordstaff sitting on the soulless corpse of the gigantic world ending beast, which had shocked everyone to the core. Not to mention, this being also exuded with an aura that had the intensity comparable to their Lord. Confronting with such a scenario, they did not shutter a single bit but only tensed up, prepared themselves to fight till the very end. They would sacrifice their very existences in the name of their Lord and all of his legacy to redeem for their great sin all those years ago.

However, before it could get any more serious, the being landed on the ground and started the conversation with a calm and sincere voice.

"I do not wish to fight, or to cause harm to this land, it's loyal citizens, especially the great denizens of Nazarick and his great majesty Ainz Ooal Gown… I wish to serve it, especially to see every denizen of Nazarick achieve everlasting happiness and satisfaction beyond all comprehension… That was why I killed it for you, wasn't it enough to prove my loyalty to all of you?"

Hearing the mentioning of such desire and the name of their Lord… the faces of Guardians turned darker with each one of them bared unfathomable pain and grief in their own way. However, the one who reacted the most was Albedo. Aside from the type of mental torment the rest of the guardian was enduring because of the lost of her beloved, there was also a brimming wrath inside her golden eyes, as if he had touched something that she never wanted to talk about anymore.

Ever since that day, more than anyone, she had been completely broken as her own soul had been drowning in the bottomless sea that was self-guilt and a sense of worthlessness. This situation was getting worse and worse everyday as she kept pushing her down even more. Everyday, those emotions haunted her more and more. Everyday, she kept telling her delusionally how much Her beloved hated her for her failure, of how she was the worst and the most useless of all, which must be why he had never returned her love. Slowly, it was not just her voice anymore, there was his as well. It was full of wrath and despite, judging her of how annoying, disgusting and worthless she was, how she was responsible for everything and countless of reasons why he would never love her, despite consciously she knew that in reality, he would never ever say that. It had so much toll on her mind and soul that in some way, just by the mentioning of his name by anyone that was not from Nazarick might awake all of those tormenting feelings within her and might even make her lash out. As such, she talked very little even to other beings of Nazarick. For most of the time, she locked herself inside her room with all the job left to the other members of the tomb.

The only times that she had really stepped out were those of very special occasion in the Kingdom and during each incursion. During hostile Players incidents, she had always been the one to charge head up like a berserker, in contrast to how she used to be before, as if she desires a painful death as a penance for her sin against Him. So much so, no one could really do anything about that as they all understood how it feels and why she had it so hard. They could only hope she might get better.

When she was informed of the emergence of a World Enemy, she was rather excited for the first time in many years. This was a chance to have a death so painful, it might be enough for her penance. Yet, disappointment and utmost frustration awaited her at that location. When they arrived, she saw her one of a lifetime opportunity had been taken away for the beast killed by a being who was comically sitting on the beast, a being that she sensed to have an absurd power that could possibly changed reality. Worse, he mentioned the name of her Lord and claimed that he fought for the happiness of Him and Nazarick. All of it had stirred up something demented within her broken soul.

Unknowingly to her comrades, an overwhelming amount of rage started to show very visibly, starting to twist her once beautiful face. Such wrath even disturbed the atmosphere around her, making it suffocating to all those around.

She thought to herself,

'First… this... despicable... mongrel had taken away my only chance to have a true penance death… Now... THIS INSECT even has the AUDACITY to claim that it fight for my beloved, YET, it DIDN'T DO ANYTHING in that fateful battle to HELP Him… DESPITE HAVING ALL OF THAT POWER.'

Following that train of thought, from the depth of her broken unconscious, her more tormented, insane counterpart, born from the guilt and shame building up for a long time, had completely replaced the calm mirage that she put on from the start. With a more maddening and somewhat demonic tone, she screamed from the inside as a twisted, borderline insane, martyrish idea dominated her now extremely fragile mind.

'THAT IS… IT WAS ALL HIS FAULT! WHILE HE COULD USE THAT POWER TO SAVE HIM, HE DID NOT! HE DID NOT EVEN HELP FIGHTING THOSE DAMN LIZARDS WHICH LEAD TO MY BELOVED DEATH! HE THOUGHT US TO BE THAT NAIVE? IT IS SO OBVIOUS! ALL THAT NONSENSE OF FIGHTING FOR THEM WAS NOTHING BUT A DISGUSTING BLUFF! SUCH TREACHEROUS SCUM MUST DIE! FINALLY I CAN ATONE FOR MY SIN BY KILLING THE MOST SINFUL ONE OF ALL! EVEN IF I FAIL… I CAN FINALLY REUNITE WITH MY BELOVED AND HE CAN FINALLY TORMENT ME HOWEVER HE LIKE FOR THE WRONG I HAD DONE TO HIM! YES! YES! YES! FINALLY! THIS IS MY CHANCE!'

Immediately, she pulled out her pitch black halberd and charged against him quicker than the speed of sound, before other guardians could even react. Filled with an uncontrollable rage, she screamed at her "foe", blaming him for her beloved's demise while wildly trying to hit him.

"THEN WHERE WERE YOU WHEN HE WAS FIGHTING THOSE MONGRELS!? WHERE WERE YOU WHEN HE NEEDED HELP THE MOST!? WHERE WERE YOU!?"

Each of her attacks and words carried with them a great amount of her personal grief and self loathing for her lover's death that which had not decreased a bit but rather increased more and more. However, for the entity, she moved really slowly and he blocked all of her swing with ease, yet he didn't have a hint of wanting to counter attack. Before everything could go any sourer, Sebas Tian, Cocytus and Shalltear stopped her with all their strength while Albedo was still screaming.

Once she had been somewhat subdued, with his normally calm and a hint of sadness and pain in his voice when someone mentioned his Master's name, Sebas Tian said,

"I am sorry for my fellow guardian rash reaction… If you wanted that so dearly… then you are too late stranger… You can't do it anymore… The last Supreme Being has been permanently gone for centuries… And it was all our fault. As he is now gone, we could only feel a severe lack of purpose and nothing is going to change it. Without his existence here with us… Everything is now grey and lifeless, even the grandest place of Nazarick has now somewhat lost its glory. The only thing that gives us some sense of meaning and what have been keeping us together was the acknowledgement of our responsible to his legacy: his empire and our home, Nazarick… If you wish for any other thing for your voluntary deed, then we can reward you, of course, it had to be appropriated…"

After many years living with them, Ainz had learnt many things from them, but the Guardians had also learnt things from him as well. Their personalities had become a lots more developed, they were now much more complex than how they used to be thousands of years ago. Of course, there were still things that never changes, but in many sense, they had changed for the better. In some way, one could even say that they had "grown up". One of the most important things their lord had unconsciously changed within them was their attitude to everything around them that are not from Nazarick. Through constant observation of the actions of their final Lord when he had still been with them, they now had a much more caring approach to the natives of this world, although for some time they still somewhat looked down upon them.

Their interactions to those who had been useful to them and their Lord had also contributed to their growth in their world view, the most noticeable examples of this would also be the people who were cherished the most in the history of his kingdom: The first Pope - Saint Neia Baraja, Queen Renner, the first vassal's emperor Jircniv, General - Governess Enri Bareare the Bloody, father of modern alchemy Nfirea Bareare, ...

As they had seen the worth of the people of this world time and time again throughout millennia, their actions toward them also changed quite drastically. As time goes by, even the most notorious of the denizen of Nazarick for their regardlessness of other lives had been becoming less so and even more rewarding and somewhat more caring and kind toward the citizens of their kingdom, especially to those had proven their fervent loyalty, those had done great deeds and proven themselves useful for the existence and development of the tomb and Ainz Ooal Gown.

Reacting toward this offer, slightly shaking his head, the entity replied in a tone that filled with regret

"I know… That is why I don't wish for you to give me anything else. There is another thing I desire however, but the thing is: none of you have the authority to do so, only with the approval of the Supreme Beings and especially His Majesty can that wish be granted. It depends on them really, if they don't approve then it doesn't matter, I will still do what I love to do and no harm will be inflicted upon them or anything they hold dear."

At then, he painfully looked straight into the eyes of Albedo. He continued

"And to answer your questions Lady Overseer Albedo… I have been watching and blessing Ainz and the entirety of Nazarick for a very very long time, ever since the creation of his kingdom, before that even. However, during that fateful incident, in which I will regret my whole life, I was forced to see his death and unable to do anything at all by an entity much stronger than me that time. When I broke free and killed the one responsible for my jailing, it had already been too late…"

When he stared into her wrathful eyes, she turned completely silent as she began to see what he had been through. Albedo had forever been known as a very unforgiving guardian, to everyone, even herself. Even as time pass away, her intolerance toward failure as the whole only reduced slightly. Yet, when she saw all of it, she could partially feel something resonate sympathy to this strange entity she previously tried to hit. She saw how he had been silently aiding them time over time in their history, how he was just like her during that incident, could not do anything but to stare and watch her Lord being killed surprisingly in pain and despair.

She also watched in awe of his vengeful fanatical fury against the one who had chained him, a being with an unimaginable power – his "God" as he finished that greater entity with the spear he was holding in his hand with a battered, nearly broken body. She also saw how he had been crown the dominator of all and all the things he had done for many alternative versions of Nazarick till now. But most importantly, she couldn't find the slightest hint of false information or manipulation in what she was being mentally shown. At this point, Albedo could not say anything but to calm down.

This action shocked every Floor Guardians around as for them, seeing Albedo to be calmed down that quickly from a wrath caused by someone not from Nazarick by that same person, was absurd beyond measure. "Was she hypnotized? Mind control? Memory manipulation? Illusion?" were the common questions among her peers but after being checked her status again and again by Demiurge, there was not the slightest trace of Albedo being manipulated or any hint of manipulation from the presence of that being. This somehow made them even more wary of the power belonged to the entity in front of them. However, at this point, she – of all the people, was the one to calm them down and told them specifically what she had seen.

Each of the Guardians had some different reaction at the information was being shown to them: Demiurge, Yuri Alpha were still being skeptical as they had forever been; Pandora Actor, CZ, Sebas Tian and Cocytus kept their stoic attitude; Beta, Solution, Narberal Gamma, Shalltear, Aura and Mare were disbelief and kept asking Albedo whether she was correct and the information was true. But in the end, they believed her for they knew, as many secrets she may held, there are still things she would never lie and this was one of it, although they still very suspicious of this strange being.

At this, the entity continued,

"I know that you are suspicious of me, even after I have dealt the incursion for you. But, please, believe me, for I will give you what you have always desired ever since that fateful day: the reunion of all of you and him… I know where he is and I can bring him back. However, first, we have to get back to Nazarick at the 10th floor. He wants to come home first you know, rather than on this field. Also, I would prefer somewhat of a tour around this great kingdom on the way going there with all of you, without the army coming with of course so that I can directly feel the greatness that is His legacy that I have only somewhat known about."

"Is this for real? … How can we really trust this stranger? ... Could there be a hidden price behind this…?"

Those are the same thoughts that they shared when confronting such an offer as silence dawned upon them. This was truly a blessing coming out of nowhere, not even [Wish upon a star] or any World class item, even Wild magic could even grant them such a desire. Demiurge knew this very clearly, clearer than anyone else, as he had been trying, he had been experimenting nonstop with everything day after day for a very long time, to the point that one can describe him as the master of all principle of magic. Yet, this entity claim that he could and asked for no price. As time went by, most of their desperation and guilt just keep bottling up, but was still far away from absolute irrationality and insanity to the point of they would do everything regardless of any price just to see their Lord once more. For they knew, that would also mean destroying everything their Lord and them had dedicated so much all those time as well.

With much suspicion in his voice, Demiurge argued,

"These things can't be done freely; you must be hiding some type of price behind this action of yours. You actually think we are this naïve?"

The being only responded calmly,

"Well, of course it costs something, but for me, doing that is like a walk in the park. It takes up such an insignificant amount of power that I consider it as free. You see this monstrosity here? You fully aware that it literally could kill all of you and utterly obliterated the entirety of Nazarick and this world easily, right? But as you are seeing here, I torched its mind and wiped its soul. The battle was not difficult as well, I just killed it off with some simple moves. So… If I wanted to claim his legacy for my own, I would not even need any trickery and just wiped everything without the need of confrontation at any place, anytime I want."

As he kept saying, there was a growing warriness crawling up their spine as the power exuding from him was getting greater and greater every words being spoken so casually to the point of a totally absurd amount of power. The air around was getting more and more suffocating. Inside their mind, they witnessed the flashback of his fight against the World Enemy.

The fight still happened on this world, at this very place yet the area was covered by a golden energy dome which was powerful enough to completely prevent any damage from breaching outside. Overall, everything about how he fought literally screamed out the pinnacle of otherworldly destruction, speed, strength, precision, and most of all, of godlike grace and elegance, beyond anything they had seen before.

From what they were seeing, it was not so much of a serious battle but rather a playing time between the being with this overly destructive monster. Instead of using the golden swordstaff that they had seen him holding when they met him, he was seen limiting himself by using much cruder, weaker yet still very uniquely beautiful and powerful one handed European sword, which some of them speculated to be high level divine class item, to solo the Enemy. Each of his attacks with the sword were powerful and quick enough that they easily slice and pierce through the defense of the enemy like hot knife through butter, causing each of the attack accompanied by a roar of absolute agony.

The abilities he used during the "fight" looked very advanced as each of the spells had multiple layers of magic rune circles with each layer was very complex and intricate and was brimmed with power enough to moderately injure the monster. Yet, he just unleashed them as if it was nothing at all.

During this "play time", he had frequently let the World Enemy unleashed all its power upon him and occasionally, even heal this world ending monster back to full health just to make this more entertaining. Yet, all of those world shattering attack seemed to have been completely nullified and nothing had ever happened to this entity.

After a while, when he had gotten really bored of how seemingly pathetic the beast was compared to him, the sword disappeared and in its place was his signature weapon. With a gentle and rather relax gesture, the spear instantly pierced right through its heart like paper. The eyes of the World Enemy turned soulless white, it fell on the ground and the Enemy of the world was no more. The throwing speed was so fast that not a single one of the Floor Guardian could comprehend its speed as it travelled much faster than light. The only way they knew that the spear had moved rather than instantly teleported was that there seemed to be cracks on the fabric of reality along the path to where the beast was standing. With the spear went back to his hand, the entity gracefully jumped on top the corpse and started meditating, waiting for them to arrive.

Immediately, their conscious snapped back to the real world and level of tensity was slowly lowering down till it fell back to the level before. It had proven for them one thing: this being right here was powerful enough to have no need for lying.

He continued with a soothing, sincere voice,

"However, do you see me having any desire for taking all that he loves for myself only? Do you see me even wanted to land a hit on Albedo when I could just overwhelm and finish her off easily? Do you see me wholeheartedly asking for anything at all but to serve Him?" The entity asked, growing more zealous with each question.

"The answer for all of it is no. I am a being of my word and I have not and would not harm or forcefully manipulate anyone of you, what I do are for His and Nazarick sake. So can we have our mutual trust now?"

By now, though still being quite suspicious, the denizens of Nazarick all decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, nodded in unison, he was escorted back to Nazarick. The army was teleported back.

With somewhat of a reluctant tone, Sebas said,

"Very well… Let's go stranger… you would better keep your promise."


On the way to their destination, they had passed through many great landmarks and metropolises that were truly deserved to be a part of His kingdom. Each of them had its own uniqueness however every single place they had passed through had a same theme: grand and beautiful with harmony and unity of each and every aspect that formed the basis of reality. All of them coexist with each other and backed up their counterpart where they were weak at, proven through the very visible relationship and cooperation of every races existed in those places. Through the perfectly harmony between technology and nature, of science and magic that could be seen in every innovation of the kingdoms and how nature had almost to none pollution in it and how it went intertwine with modernity of an ever progressive thousands year old kingdom.

The vehicle that carrying them was proof of the perfect combination of magic and science as well. Compared to vehicles on Earth, it was much more superior in many ways. It was safer, slicker and more elegant, its engine was more powerful, reliable and efficient, it ran very smooth no matter how rigid the road was. Most important of all, it let out no emission, required very little resource to run for a long time while its source of fuel is very plentiful and can be renewable. Apparently, most of the vehicles were like that and the one they were using was just better in some parts, more luxurious and had more features.

Come with harmony, order and efficiency reigned across all of His kingdom as all of His summons still existed. Normally, summons would either disappear or went out of control once its Summoners died, but as a preparer He has forever been, He had planned for that many years before His demise. A millennia before that day, He, with the help of allied Players, loyal Dragon Lords and the denizens of Nazarick had performed a ritual that tied all of His summons existence to the Floor Guardians as well as the entire Tomb of Nazarick. Basically, from that day forth, as long as the Floor Guardians and Nazarick exists and is a guild base for Ainz Ooal Gown, His loyal summons will always exist and fully under control and help His kingdom secured forever.

If He is still alive, while the denizens can partially have command over them, all of his summons will loyal to Him first and foremost. If He is to die or under effect of magic and stuffs like World class items that made the targets went out of control like [Downfall of Castle and Country] by outside forces, the control of His summons will fall into the ever reliable hands of those who are the greatest of Nazarick, those He could fully put his trust upon as they are truly loyal, competent and united. If any of them was under the effects of those items by outside forces or become unloyal, these summons will never follow them until they regain control of themselves or loyal once more. If He was to return back from the death or regain control of Himself, the summons will become fully loyal to Him once more. They can permanently kill of any summons they want. Not to mention, all summons, beside those come from Super tier spells and above can respawn without any cost. All summons disappear only when all is lost: He, all the denizens were all controlled or killed, and Nazarick was belong to someone else, fully destroyed or turned into a dungeon.

However, as much as order reign, the land was not oppressing and lifeless like some people thousands of years ago would think of a realm ruled by the Undead. On the contrary and indeed quite an irony, it brimmed with the activities and the sounds of life. Most citizens went to work with a sense of purpose within every move they made, the children were somewhat enthusiastic for a new day of activities and in the eyes of the citizens he could sense no sign of being psychologically manipulated by any means.

Contrary to the somewhat misleading teaching of the old religion of the Six Great God, the detailed knowledge of His great sacrifice for the sake of his people and His Guardian had never been a secret to the entirety of the populace. In the day of that revelation, there had been almost no uprising, no revolt against the empire he built. The religion dedicated to him did not shatter or weaken a single bit but only grew stronger. For the few days afterward, people spent their time mourning Him, remembering about His deeds for their own species, the great society that they were now living, with tears running like rivers and a mountain of grief burdening within their hearts.

However, his Guardians still existed. They were beings with godlike powers rivaled beings like Him. They were the true inheritors of His wisdom and love for His everlasting kingdom. Most important of all, they were the executors of His Majesty's eternal will. For that, the people followed them, looked up to them as much as they did to their great Lord. The greatest proof of this were shown in several incursions of ambitious Players. Almost all of the populace in the Kingdom resisted and fought them till the very end, ready to die for His legacy and for the Guardians, only very insignificant number of people followed these upstarts and were all killed after every one of these incidents.

As such, since that day of revelation, the already above average level of care and appreciation gained from the entire previous period that the Floor Guardians had for the loyal people of the country had only been increasing significantly, for they had truly proven their worth and their loyalty to Nazarick and their Lord. For that, the Guardians kindly and efficiently took care of them. From then on, they used their strength to protect these people, used the wisdom that they had learnt from Him to elevate the people's lives and to guide them through hardships, to a brighter future. Those notions only increased as time has gone by, without the decrease of their pragmatism.

During the whole trip, despite how close to each other they were right now, there was not a single moment did the Guardian lessen their caution of this entity or let him out of their sight. They did not even blink as a single nanosecond of being distracted could be the end of them and of the legacy of their lord. He was not to be trusted yet. Sure, he had somewhat proven that he didn't need to lie, but with that much power, there was no assurance that he would just simply broke his word or change his mind and turned upon them. In fact, that much power only proven even more how easy it would be for him to betray them, so being careful was the least they could do. As such, each of his move, no matter how insignificant or slight it was, tensed them up significantly. With World class items and [Mass Teleportation] fully prepared to be used, if he tried make a single suspicious move, this car, with all of them would be teleported to a completely remote area to minimize the damage to the surrounding. Then, if that happened, with their fury and the power of these items ready to be unleashed, they hoped that it would be enough to stop him or at least, to trap him permanently so that he would not do harm to everything their Lord had always treasured.

Despite all that caution toward the entity, he did not really care much. As he looked out the window, what he was paying attention to was the magnificent of Sorcerous Kingdom around him. True, he had known very clearly about it's greatness and grandioseness. However, to know and to directly feel it are two very separate things. Although this was through one of his countless avatars, but at least, his real self could still feel a bit something from all of these. Right now, the entity was like a child, secretly gawking and overly curious at all the splendor that was this kingdom. As for why would such an entity would be so interested in such a thing that was so insignificant to beings like him? One of the main reasons was its potential to be the greatest and the rest of the reasons were quite... personal that concerned Nazarick.

After fulfilling the rather annoying request from the being, they finally reached Nazarick. Just like how it had always been, it was still being surrounded by a forest with almost no one knows of its exact location. However, the forest where it was located had no longer been just named "Great Forest of Tob" now, it was given many other names: "The first place of descend of His God Majesty", the more commonly known "The All Divine Forest of Tob", "Where true greatness was first found" and many more. The overall forest had been changed into a more mystical scenery with new exotic trees, creatures as if the forest was chosen by the one true god.

This was the place that had gone into many interpretation of the tale which had even been illustrated into a masterpiece work of art about the first meeting between the Great Matriarch General – Governess Enri, her sister when they were still peasants of Re-Estize Kingdom and His Majesty. Of course, before, this used to be classified information that only very few knew about, but by His order, it was declassified. However, the full details of where the holy place of Nazarick really was had and would never be revealed publicly and those who found it, unauthorized, had their memory wiped.

Before teleported to the 10th floor, the entity made another request.

"I would also like to have every single greatest artists, photographers, remembrancers and the clergies of each sentient race summoned to the Throne Room as well. I believe it would be something that would worth noted and remembered for all eternity by everyone of every generation. Also, have 2 lines of 41 Nazarick Master Guarders, each one of them hold a flag with the emblem of Ainz Ooal Gown, 2 Skeletal Dragons and 2 Frost Dragons and every NPC of Nazarick to gather in the Throne Room as well, we will greet him in the way truly worthy of a supreme being."

At this, Albedo used [Message] spell to contact other authorities to summon such individuals secretly. Almost immediately, this order was being done with haste. All of them teleported to the Throne Room. When they arrived, beside the representatives of each species from Dragonland who hadn't arrived yet, everyone had been ready. When asked about what was happening and who this new being was, they retold the entirety of what had happened. Just like the Guardians when they first met him, the other NPCs faces were twisted with the expressions of shock and utmost skeptical but in the end, they decided to put the entirety of their trust upon those who had been so close to their Master.

With a simple gesture, a shiny onyx gate was formed from nothing appeared in front of them. For the denizens of Nazarick with their fanatical love for their home, they found that the gate had just appeared was comparable to the beauty of the door belonging to the Throne Room, with intricate carvings of the most talented sculptors. Looking at the gate, each and every NPC knew of what was being depicted on it. It was the depiction of their tale, of the tale of their Lord on this world, with all of his greatest moments, all of his greatest triumphs on the enemies that dared harm all that he loves.

With a booming autoreactive voice, the entity commanded,

"Everyone gets into position! The Guarders will the flags will go first, then the Dragons, then the Guardians with the homunculus maids, the rest will line up in the Throne room beside the red carpet. The guests will be standing around to documented this event will stand around from the lines of the NPCs and away from the path toward the Throne."

Right after, as everyone had already stood in their position and the guests had arrived with awe and a great sense of honor on their faces, the gate was then fully opened. Coming from within was a dazzling bright light and winds blowing out that made most of the NPC covered their eyes with their hands. The Guarders and the Dragons went in first, however with the Floor Guardians and the maids, they cast a sidelong glance at the being questionably and what they got was a nod with conviction. Giving the entity the benefit of the doubt, they slowly went in the gate.


They continued walking cautiously until they felt the wind blew in the opposite direction and the bright light relented. Slowly removing their arm from their eyes to look around, and the first thing they saw gave them a rush of emotions they likely wouldn't experience again.

The entity was true to his word: standing there in front of them in the distance was no one else but the greatest Supreme Being of them all, Ainz Ooal Gown.

He was bathing in soothing divine golden light, covering him was a slight glow of green and his personal magnificent robe flapping gently in the direction of the wind. The humans who were standing around and those that somehow got a chance to stand by his side were bowing as if they were trembling before His great presence. Yet for them, the surrounding didn't matter at all for they were only focus on him. Everything else was of no importance as those only had the purpose to decorate, to even more glorified the already magnificent existence that was Him.

Their mouths were gaping and shaking as if they were trying their best to speak something but unable due to the unbearable shock. Then slowly, those who could visibly cry had tears rolling down their cheeks, meanwhile those couldn't, had a hard time breathing calmly. To reunite with their Lord once more after so many years, instead of the joy how they thought it was supposed to be, their souls were utterly crushed by the overwhelming guilt. As they confronted Him, it was also a direct confrontation with the utterly shameful past they had somewhat tried to move on from as their Lord had told them that one time.

It was the sin of failing doing what they were made to do, the shame of the irresponsibility that they hadn't done enough to try to bring him back all these time. It was too much to handle that they couldn't stand straight anymore and unconsciously, they collapsed on their knees and bowed down with their faces touched the ground and their tears still flowing endlessly from their eyes. However, unlike the day they first sworn their loyalty to him as they knelt before him with elegance and dignity, what they were doing seemed to be begging for their lives. On the contrary, they were desiring for a deserving punishment from their Lord for their sin and their inaction all these times.

In unison, all of them spoke as loud as possible,

"PLEASE PUNISH US FITTINGLY AINZ-SAMA! FOR WE HAVE FAIL TO PROTECT YOU!"

'They are here... All of them… Safe and well as always…' Ainz thought as he couldn't really say anything but silently enjoying this moment. To be reunited with them once more, it was truly blissful. Under the golden divine light, combined with his ever longing for their presence of all these years and slight influence from his recently reawakening of emotion by having the humanoid form, for him, the Guardians and the maids looked more beautiful than ever before. However, like always, before this emotion could reached its peak, his emotional suppressor kicked in once more. He first thought of it as no more than a nuisance in this scenario, but it would soon proved to be a blessing in disguise.

Just a moment later, he saw how all of them started to cry, and how immediately they collapsed and begging for a worthy punishment. He had to act, for if there was anything that he hated himself for, it was to see any one of them cry, worse if the one who was directly responsible for such was no one else but him. Under such circumstances, if he had been in the humanoid form, he imagined that he would have had a rather awkward reaction. Yet, like an instinct, he still uphold his calm, regal posture before them. For him, this had forever been an importance even as they had gotten closer as time went by. Still able to keep the stance of a true king, he stepped closer to them calmly and steadily with each of his steps accompanied by a loud echoing sound of the magnificent staff of Ainz Ooal Gown clanging to the ground.

For the appearing NPCs, the silence from their Lord was unsettling. What kind of punishment would their Master bestow upon them, was the only thing they could think of right now. Although it was a scary thought, they were all ready to have it all pour upon them, no matter how shameful, no matter how painful, how torturous it would be, even to the point their existence get deleted forever...

Then after a while, the silence was broken as they suddenly heard the ever growing loud echoes that was his golden staff tapping the ground, signaling that he was moving toward them steadily. Came with it was the rising tension in the air as his oppressive, all dominating aura was exuding tremendously from his presence. Then after a while, the sound stopped and the oppressive presence had reached its peak and like an instinct, they felt that their Lord had decided what to do with them. No matter what it was going to be it didn't matter, for as long as it was for the sake of their Master, as long as they could truly atone for their sin, they would gladly to be killed by his hand or even to have the rest of their existence in total damnation.

Yet… the divine judgement had never happened.

He crouched down and spoke to them in a calm voice,

"No… Please stand up…It was not your fault… it was mine. I had been too careless when fighting them that day. You have done all you could to protect me and I can't blame you as each of you were preoccupied with an equally difficult enemy. As such… All of you… Please forgive me for my failure… it will be me who will redeemed to you and not the other way around. I swear I will never leave you ever again and when we return, I will give each of you a worthy reward for all of you have done your job well."

For them, their Overlord had forever been the most merciful being that ever existed. He was the one who stayed with them till the last, he was the one who had forgiven them all when they failed him in the past and only punished them due to their fervent requests. However, this still took them by surprise. Most of them immediately raised their heads and looked at him with a shocking reactions with tears still dripping. Before they could voice their protests and claim the faults were their, using the sleeve of his magnificent robe, he carefully cleaned the remaining tears on their faces as he slowly lifting them up from their current bowing position one by one. Responded to this fatherly action, they couldn't do anything else but to follow his lead, tried their best to forced a genuine smile and stop crying as there was but a singular thought in their mind: "Truly he is the most merciful Lord of them all…". Then, some even had a more dramatic actions like Pandora Actor, Aura, Mare, Shalltear and some of the maids just ran to their Master and hugged him tightly to tell how much they missed him and how they would never let him go away again. At this, he gently comforted them.

Yet, not all was like that, there was an exception, one stubborner than the others. She could never forgive her failure. How could she? She was made to be His shield, to be the living protection against His foe, she was meant to die for Him, to be the ultimate martyr. She was also the one who had announced her love for Him the most frequent… And yet, she failed Him, failed the role she was born to become.

Even with her beloved Lord's pardon, she could never forgive for her crime, she condemned herself to not be worthy of His forgiveness. She was not worthy to witness the magnificence that was her beloved once more for she was the greatest failure of all. The voice of self loathing and the absolute desire to have a penance death that had been haunting her did not stop but had only increased in intensity as she confronted her beloved - the one she failed. Thus, although this went contradict to his order, she dared not raise her head to look at Him while the others did.

Reacting to this, like everyone else, he personally went to her and said,

"Albedo, please stand up… I have forgiven everyone, that include you as well…"

"But my Lord… I can't forgive myself… How can I? I was the one who stood closest to you that day… It was I supposed that should be taking that damage instead of you… I was supposed to protect you… I was supposed to be dead instead of you. As such, I have failed in my sole purpose, that will forever be unforgivable sin against you and Nazarick…"

As she finished her respond to his request, a short moment of silence dawned upon them as shortly after, Ainz was the one who broke it with a sincere request.

"Then… At least… Can you raised your head and look at me?"

This, she obeyed him. She then forced her shaken self to slowly lift her head up and look at him. When she was half way finished, her Lord gently lifted her chin up with his marble skeletal fingers, and then their eyes met each other.

Looking at her tears wretched face, Ainz could not help but to endure a wrenching pain in his non-existent heart as he could feel the eternal pain that was shown in her beautiful golden eyes, now deep red because of all the crying. Through them, he could see a completely broken soul. He somehow sensed all the torment she had poured upon herself since the day of his departure, of how she had cursed, blamed and even harmed herself because of what happened on that day. It was overly obvious to him that she took it harder than anyone else. She looked like a once beautiful doll that now had been senselessly beaten up to the point of no repair.

"What... have I done…?"All of these, he could only blame himself. It was his carelessness that put them in such misery… It was him who had made the one he loved in such torment. It was him that changed her to only love him. It was him that he had never taken the responsible and return her devoted love, if he had done so, it might not be this bad for her.

Thus, he sworn to fix his mistake that had taken a toll on them so dearly, to repay his debt to them, especially to Albedo. As such, he turned into his previously given form to do what he deemed must be done... for her and for himself.

To be embraced by her Master's touch, it had been so long. People said that the touch of the skeleton beings were cold, unemotional and uncaring. Yet, for her, his was warm and full of love within every touch. Guided by his fingers, she was graced by his beautiful regal skeletal face once more. She thought to herself that this might be the last time she would ever have the honor to witness such a magnificent beauty. If she would later be executed by His own hand, it would be a great mercy, it would be all worth it and she could die in a bitter happiness.

Then, suddenly something happened. A dark light flared out from him and consumed his body. As it dispersed, in his place, there was a humanoid entity wearing his attire who held a very exotic beauty. However, the most essential aspect of this entity was his presence. It let out such a distinguished and almighty aura of authority that could only belong to a Supreme Being, more particularly, similar to Him. Then, she looked at this being's eyes, and they were bewitching: the sclera was black as the night, the irises were shiny wine red. Deep within each of them, she could even sense small dot of flame were burning brightly with wisdom and knowledge and an indescribable amount of pain and regret.

From those beautiful eyes, tears were slowly flowing out, yet he still forced a smile on his face and his hand now moved to one of her cheeks while his other hand gently held the other. Under normal circumstances, she would likely try to kill anyone try doing that to her beside her beloved Lord or unless it was a part of a mission or being stopped by the other guardians and her Master. Yet, right now, miraculously, in a way she couldn't possibly understand, she didn't have the slightest of that desire but wanted to feel it even more.

With a voice of a mixture of tearful happiness and pain, he said to her,

"I… missed you so much… At last… After all this time… I can finally embrace and return your love Albedo… I... am deeply… sorry… for everything that happened to you… I promised… I will repay it all…"

At that point, she finally recognized the one kneeling before her was... Before she could even say his name, she was surprised by a sudden passionate kiss.

The NPCs that were around them reacted quite differently: some cheered and shed tears of joy; the more stoic ones just smile satisfyingly; others felt a little pity for themselves, especially Shalltear, as she shed a tear or two, but smile nonetheless as if trying to say to her long-time opponent that it had been a good competition. But overall, all of them shared the satisfaction of seeing their Master had found his true love.

It had been the happiest moment of her life till that point. The waiting, the suspense of all these time had been all worth it and his loving, passionate kiss was the proof of it. At the moment, all the cracks within her soul had been fully healed. The haunting had permanently stopped. All those burdens of guilt she had been holding from that day now be lifted permanently and she felt like she was made a whole once more. In return, she didn't move a single muscle and just closed her eyes and embraced his kiss with the amount of passion far greater than any other time before.

Her tears were now that of pure blissed and deep inside, a great amount of ecstasy was being built up as every second their lips touched. After what felt like an eternity of blissfulness but only three minutes had passed in the real world, their lips were separated leaving her thirst for his love increased even more. With his hands still gently holding her gorgeous head, their foreheads touched and they were looking each other in the eyes at the closest they had ever been, gasping to get some air after such an intensive kiss.

He spoke to her with words of true love and a hint of lust.

"Not here, Albedo… Not now. But I promised you my love… After we get back to Nazarick, after all of this, I will give you all that you have forever desired… I will make you my woman, My queen."

Each word he had spoken was like the warm highest class of honey pouring inside her ear as they touched the very core of her sole desire. This was the first time she had ever seen him so aggressive, so direct and for the first time she had felt so submissive before him. All of it made each of her breathe small moans of pure ecstasy, she tried as best as she could to hold herself together. However, she seemingly couldn't hide her wildly lustful yet still quite elegant expression showing on her face.

She then happily replied,

"Yes… Ainz-sama… I have waited for so long… I can wait a little longer."

At this, he slightly smiled and slowly shook his head. He then looked at her and every other NPCs sincerely then he looked back at his friends, many of whom had stood up after the initial shock.

He smiled and said,

"Now, when we are alone, all of you can call me Momonga… For, I have found them…"

Followed his actions, their eyes focused on the people that had stood by his sides when they had just arrived. When passing through the gate, the appearance of their Lord had put them in such a rollercoaster of emotions that every part of their minds and souls focused on him and him only. But now, after their emotions had been stabilized and because of what he said, they started to become aware of everything else around them and especially focused on those humans that stood nearest to their Lord.

From the outside, all of them looked like normal humans with nothing special about them. They were even weaker than the average humans back in their kingdom. However, there was something special about these humans, unique even. It was a weird attraction to say the least; it was like a calling from a distant past, before even the time the Tomb got teleported to that New world. It made them unconsciously walk toward these individuals with each of them held a different indescribable expression of confusion and questioning on their faces.

Unlike the others, Pandora Actor till stayed with his maker. As time went by, although sometimes Pandora Actor still made him cringe, Ainz had, for most part, accepted his creation's tendency and had been much closer to him. Somewhat understood the meaning of what his "father" had just said, he turned to him and asked,

" Father… Are those people who I think they are?"

What he got was a silent nod and a satisfying grind still visible on Ainz's face.


As they got closer, the unique invisible presences exuding from these men and women became clearer and clearer, with each or a group of them more attracted to at least a particular human. As they stood literally in front of the one were most attracted to them, they could finally make sense of what that strange feeling was and who they were looking at. Dealing with such realization, they could not hold their shock as their eyes and their mouths were wide open and it seemed like they were about to cry any second. Their lips were shaking uncontrollably as if they were trying to say the only names they had known about these individuals, something they thought they would have never had the chance to say it anymore till now.

To be greeted by the personification of their dreams and desires, normally, people would be in absolute ecstasy. However, for them, they were only shocked to the point of being unable to move. Some even had their shame and pain tormented their souls and minds as they had so vigorously denied them all, considering them nothing but illusions that their friend had during his coma. Although they had prepared themselves when they saw the gates being opened and the Guarders marching out from it, yet, when directly confronting them, it was a whole other story. Each one of them had a different degree of pain and regret on their faces and in their gesture but maybe the most emotional was none other than Bukubukuchagama.

She had always been known as a kind, caring and exceptionally motherly toward her children among her peers. The action of abandoning her children for something else was a thing she would never do, even if it is the last thing she does. Back then, when she created Aura and Mare in YGGDRASIL, although she was fully aware that they were not completely sentient, she treated them like her very own children. After all, she created them with all her love and dedication. When she left the game, one of the hardest thing to let go was to abaddon them, however, the rigorous reality of the world she lived in had suddenly called upon her. For that, she forced herself to do it whether she wanted it or not. As she had been totally occupied by her work and her own family, her feeling for them slowly faded away without her noticing it. Before today, what was left of her for the twin was the fond, nostalgic feeling and slight sadness whenever she reminiscent about them.

Yet, here she was, seeing the manifestation of her dream and personality, her very first children that she had unconsciously, selfishly left behind and when she was told about them, she just coldly ignored all of their tales and regarding them as non-existent. As if every emotion and the motherly instinct she had had for them had slowly been returning from a not so distant past, it hit her hard.

For the first time ever, she found herself to be much crueler beyond she expected herself to be. That, combined with everything that had happened today, it was far too much for her mental capability to really handle. As such, she broke down and lost control of her emotions, breaking out into hysterical tears as she suddenly collapse on her knees, not daring to look up. Time passed, she could feel that they were slowly getting closer to her as the signature of their auras were getting more significant.

Then, after a moment, still staying in such a shameful position, she heard a voice as if it was coming from an overly emotional man.

"A…Are you… Bukubukuchagama-sama?"

By then, she knew that she could not hide anymore and looking up at a man and woman who was looking at her with tearful eyes. Both of them were beautiful with their light dark skin and heterochromia eyes of clear purple and green, each of them had a feature that doesn't belong to any human: a pair of long sharp ears. She mentally prepared herself as much as possible so that she could at least endure some of their blames, their hateful words, even physical punishment toward her for the accidental wrong doing in the past.

Afterward, when she had truly ready, she silently nodded. Yet, no hate or blame were poured upon her that day or any day in the future for that matter as the twin immediately hugged her tightly, cried and begging her not to leave them anymore loudly like little children who missed their parents after being lost. To be embraced by them like that, she too, burst into tears more than before and held them as tight as she could.

Around her, some of her guildmates also got their own reunion with their own creations. Sebas Tian and Touch Me, Yamaiko and Yuri Alpha, Garnet and CZ, Ulbert and Demiurge firmly hugged each other in silence. Entoma clinged to Genjiro and telling him not to go away. Nishikenrai consoled a silently tearful Naberal, Cocytus drew [God Slaying Emperor Blade] and presented himself before Warrior Takemikazuchi while his creator was trying to have him stand up. Shalltear hugged her Master tightly while spinning around with both of them having perverted thoughts of what they would do next to each other, especially Peroroncino. The three who had most of the contribution in creating the maids had the biggest group hug which almost made them suffocate.

Some others were quite excited to be reunited with their creations who were not here. In contrast, the rest were very wary to meet their creations again, like with the case of the creators of the 5 Worst, the NPCs that they made for the sake of all the "lols" and to make the Tomb even more of a hellish place for those who dare to invade it and as such, they hadn't considered this possibility.

The reunion between Tabula and Albedo was the most unique of all. Back then and till this day, she still held some resentment against the other Supreme Beings for leaving them all behind, especially her creator. Through time, combined with Ainz's countless stories on how cherish the others had their creations, his somewhat truthful explanation on why they had to leave and what happened to them, she had slowly, partially forgiven the other members of the Guild, including her creator. Yet, when she faced him once more directly, especially in such a pathetic form, she didn't become emotional like others but stared at him with her soul piercing look.

Rage slowly building up inside her as the memories of the days her and her beloved abandoned by him had been returning piece by piece. Tabula sensed this as well, and like the others, he couldn't blame anyone beside himself. Between them there was a suffocating silence as each other couldn't know how to react toward each other. On one side, Albedo wondered whether she should really forgive him or secretly kill him off because of the abandonment and the fear that he didn't approve of their love. On the other, he didn't know what to say to her but only to mentally prepare so that he could embrace her judgement upon him. Sensing the trouble starting to brewing up, Ainz knew he had to do something and moved toward her. Felt the presence of her beloved, she turned toward his direction and was graced by his warm smile.

With a calm, gently persuasive voice, he told her,

"Albedo, my dear, like I said before in the past, they had a matter of life and death on their own hand back then. When the matters were stabilized, they wanted to come back, but it was too late, YGGDRASIL has been gone. They truly treasured all of you for you are their passion and desires manifested. So please… understand for them, understand for Tabula-san. Also, he approved of our union and he demand me to promise him that I will give you as much love and care as possible. Isn't that right, Tabula-san?"

Tabula nodded to confirm what his friend had just said. Dealing with such revelation, her sheathing wrath seemed to have calm down a bit as at least, her fear of their love being disapproved had somewhat gone away. When Tabula opened his arms as he slowly approached her like a father trying to get a hug from his daughter, she only very reluctantly hugged him. However, it didn't mean she had forgiven, only through time with a lot of effort coming from Ainz and Tabula did she really forgive him.

Then, breaking the overly emotional atmosphere, Sebas Tian asked,

"My Lords, where is Bellriver-sama? I can't sense him anywhere."

Hearing the name of their long gone friend once more, it brought back some bad memories among the guild members, the most visible reaction might be that of Touch Me. Sebas felt as if he had said something he shouldn't have and he kept apologizing to his creator.

Ainz replied with some solemn words.

"Bellriver-san … had left all of us long ago. He was killed on this very world. When I arrived back here, avenging him was one of the first things I did."

Acknowledging this information, there were more noticeable signs of bloodlust on the NPCs faces and in their auras as if they were going to demand this entire world to be destroyed disregarding even Ainz's words.

The entity stepped in and tried to reason with them.

"I find no point for you to destroy this world, as it is having a slow suicide by its own denizens. Destroying this world now is nothing but giving many of them the mercy they don't deserve. As you all know… Death is mercy in Nazarick, right? Not to mention, even with the immeasurable wealth of Nazarick, it would be still too wasteful to invade a barren wasteland that held any worth. Also, like Momonga said, his death had been avenged… So, it is pointless, all and all."

There was still some bitterness within them, but like times before, they put their trust in this stranger. Through his words, they deemed that such a pathetic end would be the most appropriate for this putrid place.

The entity continued,

"Well, if all of you want Bellriver-sama back, I can just do it for you freely right now."

With a snap of his finger, gusts of winds started to concentrate into one position nearby. From that place, a human was slowly taking form and it was no other than Bellriver himself.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, his face couldn't hold its shock with his eyes were close to popping out and his mouth wide opened. To be resurrected so surprisingly and in such a bizarre scenario with his friends, the NPCs of his friends, fantasy like scenery, being dumbfounded could be considered as an understatement. Before he could start to calm himself down, he was surprisingly embraced by his best friend Touch Me and some others, all were drowned in tears of happiness. Dealing with such, he could only mumble the only thing he could think of:

"Is… Is this heaven?"

However, despite the movement of his friends, Ainz still stood behind and did not approach his newly resurrected friend. Then suddenly, time froze around him, in the way that not even the best YGGDRASIL anti time stop item could ever handle and he knew full well who was responsible for this. With cautiousness in his voice, Ainz said:

"Why did you stop time? Especially to the point that not even those have time stop counter measure can handle it"

"Nothing much really. I just find that you have a rather troubling expression on your face. So i would like us to speak about it, in private, with no one, and nothing in the grand scale of existence can bother us. Time has fully stopped so that we can have a chat. So please, voice your concern"

With a stern glare toward the entity, Ainz continued:

"How do I know that this is the real and the same Bellriver that we know and love? How do I know that you might have changed and setting a trap inside this Bellriver? How do I know that you are not pulling some elaborate scheme behind all of this? I know that your power is immense, nigh omnipotent even. But resurrecting a person who has long been dead, whose body is now completely gone, without even going near his grave is still totally unbelievable."

Hearing such, the entity snickered a bit before replied:

"Just like what I would expected from a Legendary King and a master of Life and Death himself. You truly never cease to amaze me Ainz. It seems like all the experiences that you have gained from the very beginning, especially that from this dystopian shithole have horned yourself really well, maybe even to the point of your mind instinctively rejecting anything that can be considered as "too good".

But anyway, about your question, this is completely the same Bellriver that you know and love, the version that you have just avenged. As for how? Let's just say that if you know where to look for the soul and the steps in the process, bringing someone back to life is far easier than you'd think. Like I said before, I don't have any reason or need to lie or to trick any of you. I came here completely clean and fully turned off my charisma, convincing enhancement. And let me tell you, if I have that on, nobody, no matter how untrusting or resisting the target is, would literally be fully convinced with no question ask immediately.

But here we are, you, your friends and the denizens had been quite suspicious of me from the very start. You have been questioning me again and again with some of them, especially Albedo, accused me and saw me as a threat when I first arrived. The atmosphere between us have only been lighten up a bit recently, after you feel fine with the return of your power. Beside like I said, if I ever wanted to trick, to torment, to take anything from you or from Nazarick, there are so many better way to do it and I would not need to even reveal myself."

Even then, Ainz remained silent as he was still very suspicious of the entity in front of him. Sensing that, with a sigh, from nowhere, the entity pulled out a sheet of paper. However, it was not an ordinary one, as Ainz could feel the absolute power slipping from it. The entity handed it over to Ainz and continued:

"This paper, or you can say, a contract, holds the promise I made to myself and to every Nazarick. It is one of the very few thing that have authority over me and I can't have control over it. I can only make it, but when the contract is considered to be fully finished and there was nothing need to be changed, I can no longer do anything about the contract. It can only shown to its reader the fullest and truest original content in the language the reader fully understand, and no deceiving magic or effect that affect the reader can be casted upon it."

As the entity handed it over to Ainz, he took a good look at the document. Overall, document stated that the entity would never intentionally caused harm to Nazarick and its domain in any form or matter: either it was through force or through manipulation, lie and deceive. If there were intentional damage, it must truly for the sake of Nazarick and its domain in a long term and must bring real result. If the damage was done truly accidentally or because of cautionless, inability, he must fixed it. If the entity caused harm to Nazarick and its domain intentionally for malicious intent, the entity will die. If that harm was not malicious, yet didn't bring any real good result, he must repay something the denizens of Nazarick find to be enough but not too much. Especially, he must do what he actually swear to do and he said he will do and it must not be unbeneficial to Nazarick and Ainz Ooal Gown. If it was unbeneficial in someway, it must be accepted by them.

Then the entity continued:

"Seriously Ainz, if this doesn't convinces you of my sincere, I don't really know what will anymore. I can't blame you for not trusting me thou. I dare to say, this was so good and serene for you, if anyone write a short story directly depicting this, that person must be one hell of a fan of yours that know much about your tale, who desired only good thing for you, who wished for you and all you cherished a beautiful eternal good ending. So much so, that writer choose to give you a modern fairy tale, which is one of the more unpopular story types in the opinion of the more critical readers, for good reasons. It's not just an ordinary one mind you, but it is even absurd by the standard of such type of stories. Many may not like such a story and that writer must have fully acknowledged that. However as if that writer felt that doing it was that person's duty for the his or her favorite skeleton, or at least, it was for the selfish reason of seeing who they like happy, that person still do it, nonetheless"

After a few time of reading, it could be said that Ainz had finally put his trust upon this entity. As such, he replied with a satisfied smile:

"Very well, i can say that you now have my trust"

"Good to hear that, later on you can tell everyone about this. Let me just make time work normal again and please give Bellriver a warm welcome after coming from the dead will ya?"

At this, Ainz just gave him a nod and time flowed once more.

After awhile, Bellriver was released from the embraces of his guildmates. Then, he once again confused when he saw a person with unique features and what seemed to be a doppelganger from YGGDRASIL were walking toward him. Aside from the appearance of such individual, he could also sense an aura that were both inhumane in both density and nature exuding from this man.

At last, the person greeted him with a smile and a line of tear on his face and said,

" It has been long Bellriver-san, welcome back to the land of the living. I am pretty sure that you don't recognize me but it's me, Momonga."

Then from the human-like form, the man immediately changed into a bizarre skeleton form then after a few seconds he changed back again. Even more overwhelmed, Bellriver felt like he had been dumped a bucket of ice water over his head. Trying to be as calm as possible but couldn't, he couldn't help but ask in incompleted questions.

"What? How…?"

"I know that you have some questions for me but please save it for later for the story is quite long really. Oh, and here is your ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, most of us have already had one."

As Bellriver took the ring, he was suddenly pulled into a firm hug by his friend. Ainz continued.

"I missed you, Bellriver… I am glad that you are back."

Like to everyone else, he didn't know how to really response to that as he was just too happy and surprise at everything, especially at his guildmaster. As such, he could only replied to his dear friend by returning his hug and made a simple reply, yet, it held all the emotions that he had had for all of them all these time.

"I missed you too Momonga, I am sorry that I hadn't been able to save myself from them."

"I couldn't blame you, that was entirely not your fault. Beside, those that responsible for your demised all are now dead"

Quite shock at the revelation that his friend given as he could partially guessed who was responsible for that, Bellriver said.

"Tha...Thanks… I guess"

As they released themselves from each other's embrace, Ainz continued

"And as for your previous question though, no, you are not in heaven. You are still on Earth but... I have a hunch that all of us here are going to a place maybe even better than heaven itself."

With a nod, the entity joyously said,

"Of course! As you can see, for my second gift to you and the first to the entirety of Ainz Ooal Gown, I gave you the complete reunion with those you love and a way to return to your true home – Nazarick and the Sorcerous kingdom. Only in that place, the final gift shall be given."

"Why can't you just grant it here like with the other two?" Ainz asked curiously.

Replying to this, the radiant being just shook his head with a smile underneath the mask, he answered,

"True art, despite being such a subjective term, can only be properly enjoyed to the fullest by the right people, by those who have knowledge of what art is and in an utmost solemn ceremonial place. In this case, your magnificence can only truly be felt by those who have basked in your and of the Nazarick's glory, who have understood and appreciated to the fullest how your greatness have affected them, their whole lineage, their whole entire reality."

Then he swiped his free arm 180 degrees back. He continued calmly,

"True, this perimeter is indeed divine and glorious, very deserving for something truly grand to happen but… it lacks the right viewers. Beside from your friends and all of the denizens of Nazarick here, almost no one in this world have any understanding of who you are, what you have done and the trials you have gone through. Most among those have slight knowledge of your doing looked at them with jealousy, self-righteousness and thoughts that they could do it flawlessly rather than with adoration, the urge to learn, understanding and admiration. Not to mention, look around you, beyond this zone, this Earth has not proven it's worth to you or to me, and like i said, it even degrading itself in every aspects as time goes by. This reality, till now, have not proven itself to have the honour of seeing the magnificence that is going to happen to all of you. Not even salvation from themselves, for that is the only way they can redeem their name now. Beside, i don't want to have that fanfare back in the Throne Room to be wasted. But first... i have to do something about your avatars."

After the entity finished his words, dime light engulfed the other forty members then faded quickly. Didn't know what had just happened, but they felt as if they had became a bit more powerful and knowledgeable.

Before they could ask, he continued,

"As you can somewhat feel, now you don't need the ring to turn into your avatar. You could do it much easier with your mind now as the avatars have merged with your soul rather than the ring. This would give you greater control when you are in your avatar form and also remove all the limitations that the transformation supposed to have before."

Immediately, they turned into their avatars. Just like how it went for Ainz, they were consumed by light. Different from him, each of those light had different colors that were somewhat based on the dominant color of their game avatars. When the transformation was completed, the NPCs felt overwhelmed with a sense of honour and happiness. For the first time since forever, they had a chance to truly witnessed and felt the magnificence of such a complete gathering of all of their Lords, their creators in their prime, with such an overwhelming power truly deserved for a Supreme Being so casually brimming from each of them.

Thus, they knelt down to the other Supreme Beings, just like how they presented themselves to Ainz during their first day on Dragonland all those years ago. As the Overseer, Albedo took the lead and declared,

"We, the denizens of Nazarick swear our eternal loyalty to all the Supreme Beings of Ainz Ooal Gown once more."

For the members of the guild, for the first time ever, they had experienced such a sensation. This new, yet old form of them, it made them quicker, stronger, fresher, smarter, as if they were standing on top of existence. Then they tried to make some movement. Instead of having some difficulties in getting used to this new body, despite the nature of these forms of them can be considered as unnatural, it felt so natural as if these had been their from the start. The people who had successfully turned into their avatars via the rings in the past, especially Touch Me, were more understood what the entity meant than any of their peers as they felt the differences as clear as night and day. When they saw their creations presented themselves before them like that, they almost couldn't not made awkward facial expression and kept telling them to stand up as this was the first time they had gotten such treatment. At this, some already started to understand the pressure and the weird scenarios that their Guild leader had casually been dealing with before which he had told in his stories.

When it was done, they changed back to their human form with no trouble and was greeted with Ainz's smile.

"You will get used to their tendency eventually. I have tried convincing them to stop. 3000 years clearly wasn't enough time to convince them, seeing as it didn't work, but again can't blame them…"

At this, each of them just shrugged and sighed as they had a smile on their face which somewhat made the NPCs confused but were then assured by their creators.

Then, the entity continued,

"Ok, all of you should have your avatar form on as we are going back to Nazarick for i still have the final gift to give to all of you."

"What about our families? And our children here?", Asked Touch Me and Bukubukuchagama, at the same time.

Hearing such information had truly raised some attention from the NPCs. Especially Demiurge; on the outside he seemed to be very calm yet inside his mind, he was having the most intense thinking sequence of all of them, like every other time.

'The other Supreme Beings have their own offsprings? here? in this place?... Could that be the main reason why they left back then? Could this be what lord Ainz meant all those years ago? After all, children are like worlds, like life and death for their parents. Maybe they found no way to bring their children to YGGDRASIL and as parents, they have to tend and protect their children in this hostile land. For that, they had to strip away their own power and their glorious form away and live a life of a human?... And because of their family-like relationship and some of them had their own children afterward, each of them slowly departed for each other and for their personal family. Lord Momonga stayed back because they considered he was enough to keep the Tomb in check… It all makes sense now… We must not let their dedication be in vain! These children and their soul mates must be protected at all cost!'

Some had much more simplistic line of thoughts. The twins were both quite worried and excited that they had other siblings, Cocytus was breathing heavily as he was excited of being coming an uncle and to train this second generation about honor and the art of war, the maids and Sebas Tian felt the same like Cocytus as now they have more masters to serve,... Overall, with this journey, most of them found a new purpose for their existence.

Answering their question, the entity replied,

"Sorry, my bad for have not mentioned this earlier, almost forgot really. Of course your family will come as well. And during their stay, if they desire something like i gave you, then i will give it to them as well. So may i teleport them here now?"

As he got were nods of approval from each of them. Just a second later, several humans appeared near where they were standing, and just like how Bellriver reacted when he was suddenly resurrected, they all had dumbfounded expression as they had no idea what was happening. They were then approached and explained by the members of Ainz Ooal Gown with their respective creations of what was going on and what would happened next. They even showed them their transformations for a brief moment.

For the children of the Guild members, they immediately trusted their parents, some were even ecstatic when they heard this news and thought their second form were cool. However, with the adult members of their families, the transformation made them shocked and they were much more sceptical to the information. Despite the rather extensive elaboration from each of the member of the guild, it was still very confusing and hard to believe for them as this whole thing was just too absurd. Yet, in the end, they quite hesitantly decided to follow the words of their love ones for in this dystopian reality, the only ones you could trust those who are truly closed to you, especially your family. However, in this case, due to over the top nature of the incident, only much afterward in the future, through a lots more talk and real experience would the families of the Supreme Being truly confident and satisfied with the decision they had made in that fateful day.

Changing into their avatar form, for those who had their personal family, they held the hands of their loved ones as their creation stood close by their side as they prepared to have a new, better life.

Afterward, the entity said,

"Let's go now, we should not make them wait any longer."

Afterward, as Ainz taking the lead, all of them calmly marched toward the gate that led them to their true destiny, many expectations of a bright future, excitement and pure happiness flooded their consciousness. As they moved, the fanfare of Dragons and Guarders that came to greet their return also went back in the same degree of unison as before.

Although being the first to speak, the being was the last one to go. When he only had one more step from the gate he made dedicated to the achievements of Ainz and the entirety of Nazarick, he turned back and gave the world behind him one last look before he finally passed through. At last, the gate shut closed before it quickly disappeared from the world. Following that, the clear blueness of the long gone past was getting smaller as the divinely golden light shrinked itself into a tiny beam of light then retreated through the ever presented polluted cloud of the dying world. The magic in the air also gone with all those spectacular leaving the entire world in utter silent for a period of time.


To be summoned personally by the powerful and wise Guardians of his late God Majesty themselves, it was indeed the greatest honour a citizen in His empire could ever earn. What was more prestigious compared to many other summonings was that they were not called to the palace of E-Rantel but rather, directly to the Mythical Realm of Nazarick, to His Majesty's throne room itself. They were dumbstruck as it was more glorious than they could ever imagine from all the stories they had read. Ever since the time of beginning, only very few people had gotten the prestige to be invited here, most of whom were that of the legendary First Generation and the very few allied Players.

Out of all the tales, three stories stood out the most as they were the earliest and most well-known accounts of such an event. The first was about the personal invitation of His Majesty to the legendary Nfirea with his future sister-in-law and his wife Emmu and Enri Emmot to celebrate his first invention, which they of course accepted. It was more of a children's story as it taught younglings to be good and beneficial people for their society for if they do, they may get an opportunity to be invited to His realm by the King himself. The second was a famous extract in the memoir belonged to no other than the wise first vassal Emperor Jircniv and his delegates. He was the one who was pragmatic enough to be the first to sworn his loyalty to His God Majesty thus making the land he and his successors ruled the most prosperous and peaceful province in the Kingdom besides from the region where the capital lies.

The third held a more religious atmosphere as it told the tale of the used to be secret and utmost sacred summoning to Nazarick of Saint Neia Baraja - the first Pope, the first human to recognize His divinity and also the first to convert from the Religion of the Six. This was a very well documented event and it happened after the war against the invasion of the land used to be called Roble Holy Kingdom by the now gone Demon Emperor Jaldabaoth. She was called upon by Him to congratulate her contribution in the war, His approval of her religion dedicated to Him. Also, most important of all, it was to train her in both knowledge and strength so that she could be even more worthy of being the Herald of His teaching and to prepare for many hardships coming for her in the future.

When they arrived, they witnessed a scene similar to one that had been documented in the memoir of Emperor Jircniv as 2 rows of many powerful beings standing solemnly as if they were going to greet someone or something important, which they guessed that they were not the main subject for their waiting. However, compared to that event, there was a major difference. In front of them, there was a stunningly beautiful giant gate with its doors opened as winds and golden light coming from it. Each of the details were perfectly made, the carving on each panel was the lively depictions of the highlights of His journey with His beloved Guardians but in some masterful way, it told the entirety of His history in this world of their.

Slowly and curiously, many of the religious leaders of each specie moved toward the panel, closing their eyes as they touched it... In their mind, they were witnessing of the battles of gods that had been recorded in history books, of how His and His faithful allies triumph against His enemies, how dedicated he was to make his kingdom a true heaven on earth and how much He truly proud of the people and scenery of his realm. They could feel His divinity, His glory and most of all, His love for everything and everyone in His realm. A few even collapsed on their knees as they praised and become rather overly emotional for their late Lord and Saviour. But then, they, with the other invitees were led by the surrounding denizens of Nazarick to their places in the room.

When they asked about what was happening, they only got the same reply:

"Something deserved to be remembered for all eternity by everyone is going to happen from beyond the gate. You will be the witnesses of that greatness and will be the ones who have the honour to be the first to tell the story. So, prepare yourself as best as possible, delegates, for you will need it."

They replied with a nod, as they stood straight up, fixed their clothes and mentally prepared themselves as best as possible. True to the words of the denizens, what was going to happen next would be the thing would never be forgotten by any of them, no matter how hard they even dared to try to forget. They would retell the story over and over again to everyone around them as long as they live with the clarity as if it had just happened. The entity who first came out of the gate along with the guarders and the dragons was recognizable at first sight as everyone in this world knew who he was.

He was the unique and only, the greatest of all that had ever existed. It was no other than the Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown himself.

To see His magnificent appearance and to feel His Godly presence washed over them as He calmly walked out of the gate, they all collapsed on their knees and drowned in tears of happiness while the surrounding denizens of Nazarick cheered and roared to welcome their master's return. Beyond that, there were many different degrees of reactions from the invitees.

Some were quite passive and only bowed and mumbling praises of His Majesty glory extracted from the Holy book. However, some others that were more emotional as they tried to launch toward Him to see Him, to feel his radiance with more clarity. They called His name, rambling all the titles that were lovingly given to Him by the people and even tried to touch Him, touched and kissed the ground He walked upon but were then held back by the surrounding denizens of Nazarick. The artists were either trying to memorize all the details of what was happening or used their parestisomach goggles devices for those who could afford such item as they would have this moment be drawn into masterpieces of art. The remembrancers and the scribes were writing like mad men as they tried their best to fully document the atmosphere and the degree of magnificence of His return. The photographers were taking countless pictures, trying their best to capture the most of His magnificent existence.

'Damn… they must really miss me…' Ainz thought as he looked around and was quite astonished at the frantic scene happening around him when he came through the portal. But then, most of his attention was given to the rest of the Throne Room. How much he truly missed this place. As he observed it again after such a long time, memories of the long past flooded his mind of all the best moments of his life had been made with his friends, their children and the best of his servants in this world as well, many of whom he also considered as family members, in this very room.

His attention shift once more, but now, toward the Throne of King. In some way, seemingly, it was silently calling him, like an old friend to another. It let out a strangely alluring aura that only he could feel it, as if the Throne was his and was his only. He answered it's call by calmly moving toward the Throne and claimed it his once more.

The surprise didn't just end with His return. Coming from the gate, there was a collection of heteromorph beings, most of them were armed with equipment only Players could ever have the power to use and exudes similar level of aura as His Majesty. Accompanied with some of them were some of the Floor Guardians and some very out of place ordinary humans. For the surrounding denizens of Nazarick, all of them were dumbfounded as these were the beings that all of Nazarick know fully well but had never expected to see ever again. For the delegates, all of them have heard of their names yet only some with a moderate amount of knowledge on theology, enthusiasts of the tales of Nazarick, those that followed their virtues or those who had the same race as some of these beings recognized them at first sight.

They were no other than the other 40 Supreme Beings of Nazarick in the myth. The actions, the roars, the cheers and the praisings from all around just got wilder and wilder as if they were all in a fanatical trance, this especially applied for the religious leaders of the heteromorphic races. So much so, it made most of these powerful beings and humans following them to feel very uncomfortable. Seeing such, the Floor Guardians ordered the delegates and the other NPCs to calm down and to stand straight up.

Beside from the Holy scriptures, there was another book which is similar in the degree of popularity. However, unlike the scriptures, it was optional for the followers of the Religion of Nazarick. Despite such, it still holds high degree of cruciality for the Nazarickans and especially important for the researchers on the mythical realm of YGGDRASIL. Many also read the book just for the sake of entertainment as it was very well written with many alluring details and stories. Its name was "The Mythology of YGGDRASIL and the saga of the Masters of Nazarick".

It was written by Saint Neia Baraja with a co-writer who was as well the commissioner, supervisor of the creation of the book - His God Majesty Ainz Ooal Gown himself. It gives details of the Tree of Worlds where all Players came from, with somewhat specific descriptions of each World that comprised of the Tree and the other creatures of those places. Yet, the main content of the book was the very real tale of His Majesty from the beginning in that world to the time of his descend on this world: of all of his trials to become this powerful and wise, his successes and failures, his joy and sadness. Most important of all, the entirety of His adventure with His comrades who were described as beings with level of power to Him and the creators of every beings in Nazarick themselves. Of course, not all the informations were given out, especially the more crucial details concerning the true nature of YGGDRASIL, the World class items, the Players, the mechanic of the guilds and the fullest details of the great Tomb. As such, all those types of knowledge were not mentioned or only described in a very vague way that no one can discern the true nature of those knowledge.

There were many reasons why he decided published the book. One of the The main reasons for Ainz to do this was to spread the greatness and worth knowing virtues of his friends and his guild. Also, it was a small way for him reminisce, and in a way, to at least commemorate the memory of his friends and their journey and the idea their Guild uphold. The names of these legendary Supreme Beings even transcended beyond just stories and myths as they became a part of the society in the form of titles, names of elite forces and people daily vocabulary like "Champions of Touch Me", "Warriors of Takemikazuchi", "Disciplines of Ulbert Alain Odle", "as kind as Bukubukuchagama",... Along with Ainz, they were also worshipped, especially by the respective races of each Supreme Being, though not as much as him.

Ainz finally sat down upon his Throne, and claimed it for himself with his friends and their creations stood by both of his sides as a gesture of approval of his authority while their families were being tended by the maids and manservants near the gigantic doors lead to the Throne Room. Then, before the gate was closed and disappear into thin air, the last entity successfully came out from the gate. When he arrived, just like with the other Supreme Beings, the delegates felt a wave of powerful aura washed over them, yet different from them, as if there was something special about this new entity, beyond just being an ordinary Player.

Standing right in front of the Masters of Nazarick, he said,

"Wait, I almost forgot something."

With a slam of his swordstaff's other end to the ground, many bright lights erupted behind the entity, along the red carpet of the Throne Room. From each light, formed an individual of various races, however, they were indistinguishable for Ainz, the Floor Guardians and every delegates inside the room, making those were invited to be even more dumbfounded despite the previous order to stay calm from the Guardians. These were the ones that Ainz could not ever forget. Many were the greatest among the first in this world to recognize his greatness. Some were born later on but had also had extremely great contributions to the establishment, the existence and the development of his empire throughout history and absolutely loyal to His Majesty and Nazarick. But most of all, His Majesty had fond times remembering about them, and he had even treated most of them like close friends or a part of the family.

From the lights, every single greatest example of devotion to the cause of Nazarick and His Majesty and talents emerged. They were beings of various races and beside from their loyalty to His Majesty, they were all known through the course of history as beings with exceptional skills and contributions. The most noticeable of them were the ones belonged to the legendary First Generation: Queen Renner, Emperor Jircniv, Saint Neia Baraja, First Disciple Fluder, Enri and Nfirea Bareare, Nemu Emmot, the great progenitors Crusch Lulu and Zaryusu Shasha, father of the resurrected runecraft Gondo Firebeard, and many many more.

They were all in their prime, filled with the vigour and the spirit of youth. Yet, their eyes shown the wisdom of thousands years, and that of pure fervent voluntary loyalty. They were also seemed to be more powerful than before as they let out presences of power dwarfed even that of the most powerful individuals native or partially native to this world in the last millenia, and even comparable to the Players themselves. Not to mention, all of them were having equipments truly worthy for their legendary status. Each had a unique custom made set, based on their overall abilities, increase their already renowned talents and alleviate their weaknesses. They all knelt down, presented themselves dignifiedly, raised their heads to look upon him with a smile on their face and loudly said in unison,

"We, who had just come back from our eternal rest, wish to serve you and your kingdom once more, Ainz Ooal Gown - sama…"

Then, the being said satisfyingly,

"Now… Everything is truly ready…"

'Does he have to do this? This is kinda too much' Ainz thought upon seeing the resurrection of the most talented of His servants from the New World ever since the very beginning. However, he couldn't say that he was not happy to see all of them again. For his guildmates, the more modest and in his guild reacted the same way as he did while the more chuunibyou element hoping that his friend would "embrace the darkness inside".

But then, everyone here would fully understand why the final gift should be given in this inordinate showing of devotion and loyalty like this as a globe appeared in thin air while being held up by the entity. Compared to that of he had given to Ainz, this one was much much more powerful as it shone as bright as a star and the energy it exudes was both overwhelmingly in both intensity and in the level of divinity. It was so much that it made even them shudder a little bit.

Calming them down, the entity said

"Don't worry, it will not cause any harm to any of us. For this time, this is my final and like i have said, my greatest gift to the entirety of Nazarick... Grand Apotheosis. With this, your limits will forever be broken. In the whole grand scale of this universe, you will have almost no opponent. You will be able to learn and adopt any other magic systems you want into yourselves and your power will still be intact no matter where you go. Not to mention, this universe and in extension, your entire domain shall never be breached by any "external hostile outside forces". Just like with the previous gifts, you will get this for free. In the end, whether you will accept this gift is your choice. So what do you say?"

Hearing the description of the final gift, utterly flabbergasted was the feeling that dominated the whole room as such a gift was indeed beyond the imagination of almost everyone in the room and had even been considered as a trick by some other NPCs, delegates and the families of the Supreme Beings. All of them looked at each other and then to the Supreme Beings worriedly as they did not want to lose them one more, some even begged them not to accept as that was true good to be true.

Yet, the Floor Guardians and Supreme Beings knew better, as his trustworthiness had been proven through his tale, the sincerity within all of his doing and through his previous offers. As such, no longer beset by doubt, they silently looked and nod at each other firmly before paid their attention to the entity once more.

With a regal voice full of certainty, Ainz said to the being,

"Although we have just met for a while yet, you have totally proven your worth, your loyalty and your reliability to the Tomb, to all of its denizens and to her cause. As such, I, Ainz Ooal Gown, as the leader of the Supreme Beings, speak on the behalf of the entirety of Nazarick that we gladly accept your gift."

Reacted to his words, a sense of joy and satisfaction seemed to flare up in the eyes of the entity. At the same time, the light and the energy from the globe kept increasing as every second passed as if it was going to burst out any moment now. It was so much that everyone instinctively covered their eyes. All, except for Ainz, for he was rather exciting and mentally prepared to transform to the given humanoid form as he wanted to feel the process to the fullest.

When it seemed to have reached its peak, the entity knelt down on his knee and with a booming voice as if it was for the universe to hear, being joyously declared,

"BEHOLD! THE SECOND ASCENSION OF AINZ OOAL GOWN AND NAZARICK! LET'S THE GREATEST AGE EVER SINCE THE ARRIVAL OF HIS MAJESTY AND HIS EVER LOYAL SERVANTS ON THIS WORLD COMMENCE! MAY THE WISDOM OF THE SUPREME BEINGS AND THEIR CREATIONS FOREVER GUIDE US! MAY THEIR POWER FOREVER PROTECT THEIR LOYAL CITIZENS! MAY THEY FOREVER FIND WORTH IN ALL WITHIN THE REALM THEY RULE! MAY THEIR BOUNDLESS BENEVOLENCE AND GLORY SHINE UPON US AND BLESS US FOR ALL ETERNITY! ALL HAIL THE GREATEST BEINGS IN ALL EXISTENCE! ALL HAIL AINZ OOAL GOWN, THE OTHER 40 SUPREME BEINGS AND THEIR CREATIONS! ALL HAIL THE ENTIRETY OF NAZARICK! MAY THEIR ETERNAL RULE AND GLORY BECOME EVER GREATER!"

Then… The sphere shattered. With a blurry sound, blinding golden light exploded like a supernova and totally wrapped up the entirety of the room. As such, the ascension of Nazarick had begun. From this day forth, the future of the entire Nazarick are forever secured and the term Supreme Being, for him and for his friends, would no longer be just a title but who they actually are in nature... Perhaps, they have even transcended beyond the term itself.