Chapter 7
Albedo's perspective
Her heart was so full of joy that it hurt, pounding away fast and hard and deep inside her. Her and lord Momonga had been making out for only the third time. The first had been that momentous day when her beloved had seized the reins of romance and asked if he could touch her chest. The second had earned her the title of the Horny Horned one amongst the eight edged assassins. They thought she could not understand their language. They were however, mistaken, as the overseer for the Great Tomb of Nazarick she could communicate with all who by the grace of the Supreme One's dwelt within. But now everything was perfect. Well almost. There did appear to be some challenges to making out with her particular man that the magazines in the great library didn't address. For example she couldn't nibble on his earlobe because he doesn't have ears. Running her finger through his hair met with a similar problem but in that case scraping her nails over his skull seemed to serve the same purpose. Albedo had been laying kisses down the Supreme Ones chest, exploring ever lower, when her exploration was interrupted by Ainz scooping her up in his arms and carrying her toward a rather cramped looking tent. The possibilities and implications of such tight quarters danced through the sucubus's mind. Such was the fervency of her fantasy that a pang of disappointment rang in her chest as Lord Ainz brought her across the threshold and she saw that the interior was quite spacious.
The luxuriously appointed tent sported a large circular bed with amound of pillows piled atop an azure comforter that shimmered like the sea. A burning candelabrum with six sconces sat on a night table made of polished waterfall bubinga. (Fancy wood) The floor was covered wall to wall in the furred pelt of some unknown creature or creatures. If the carpet was from a single creature it must have been a truly massive beast. I wonder if Lord Ainz tracked and killed the creature himself. The fur was yellow with black spots and looked to have been recently brushed until it shown. In the center was a pole only a shade or two less white than her own dress. Then off to the right were some trunks, a wicker basket and a mahogany privacy screen with a full length mirror framed in the same dark wood, behind it. The screen had the symbol of Ainz Ooal Gown printed on it in gold.
Just when she thought Lord Ainz was going to carry her over to the bed he instead gently lowered her feet to the floor. Oh, maybe this is some sort of equality ritual amongst the supreme beings and I'm supposed to carry Lord Ainz the rest of the way in my arms. So like Supreme Beings to have such a convenient and clear cut consent ritual. It might even be traditional that the female carry in the final and shorter leg of the journey. When I get back I must inform Lady Aura about this. It is probably too late for Shalltear to adopt proper courting etiquette. Albedo was just about to pick up her bone lord when he stepped away.
"Albedo why don't you make yourself ready. I have one last thing to prepare before... we can commence." Thus spoke the ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick Lord Ainz Ooal Gown.
What other response could there be to the one who had ruled her world since she first opened her eyes to the world. With a curtsy Albedo replied, "Of course my dear Lord Ainz."
Albedo walked over to stand by the bed while Ainz ducked behind the room divider for his unspecified preparations. But how did Lord Ainz expect her to get ready? There was no tub in which to bathe, nor did there appear to be any special garments laid out for her. So what did the Supreme One expect of her?
After another moment's thought and with an apprehensive glance toward the wood divider, she did not wish to be found dithering about how to carry out Ainz's instructions, she swept most of the extra pillows to the floor and pulled back the sheets. This revealed a section of the bed to allow easy access. Albedo then sat with her hands crossed and a hand resting on her left knee. In such a prim and proper stance she awaited her master's attentions. This lasted for about four seconds. Deciding that this level of preparation was insufficient she stood and allowed her white dress to fall to the yellow and black spotted floor. Yellow and black? Those are the same colors as my eyes. With a small smile and a shake of her head Albedo whispers, "Everyone dances in the palm of Ainz Ooal Gown, even me." After stepping out of her dress the now topless Albedo quickly scoopes up said garment and folds it before slipping it into the night stand's drawer. This caused her some annoyance as her newly freed breasts were shifting and throwing off her movements. Plus now being deprived of the bonuses conveyed by the high level equipment was making her feel, something. What was this emotion? Oh, right vulnerability. She did not like it. She resumed her former position on the bed determined to await her master's pleasure and perhaps her own as well. But this wariness with an edge would not leave her voluptuous chest. Maybe I should train naked so I can get used to the differences in movement. Since the dress given to her by Lord Tabula provided support and restraint her large breasts normally didn't hamper her movements in combat. This is unacceptable. Once we return to Nazarick I will organize naked combat training for all those whose capabilities might be impeded through the loss of supportive garments. No need to involve Shalltear, Aura or victim. Cocytus, the warrior, fights naked all the time. How did I never put that together before?
There was a bang from behind the wooden divider. "Lord Ainz?"
"Everything is fine Albedo." Came a voice that sounded like her beloved except there was a note of strain she wasn't used to hearing in it.
Ainz's Perspective
Ducking out of sight behind the room divider Ainz waited for his emotions to be suppressed. And a moment later a green radiance flashed around his skull. Thus relaxed Ainz consideres the situation. The final phase where I'm supposed to not only have sex with but impregnate Albedo. What if Succubi are different down there than human women? Due to Yggdrasil's settings Ainz hadn't seen that area of Albedo during her construction. "Wait it wouldn't make sense for her body to be incompatible with male anatomy since a succubus is supposed to feed on men during sex." Not that he could picture Albedo taking humans to bed considering her views on humans. To put it bluntly, Albedo was a bigot and he and his friends were at least in part to blame with their no humans allowed guild. On the other hand, unlike classic racism, Albedo really was superior to any human Ainz had encountered thus far in the new world. She was stronger, faster and more resilient plus the whole being immortal thing. Ainz had the memory of being human to temper his actions but the woman he planned to bring a child into the world with had never been human. What would the future hold? Will humanity rejoice over the anniversary of his child's birth or would it go unremarked as the last scraps of humanity huddle together in dark caves and hope the monsters aren't hungry?
The sound of cloth hitting the floor brought Ainz back to the present and the task at hand. Reaching into his inventory guild master Ainz Ooal Gown pulls out the skeleton of a snake. Well it started out as a snake. He had used the low level necromancer spell [Custom Skeleton] to mod the reptile's bones. He had joined the bottom jaw and filled in the bottom of the mouth area. The spine also underwent substantial expansion and modification. Gone were the ribs that Ainz had thought likely to rip delicate flesh. Instead were sets of interlocking cylinders with rounded bumps. The end however differed from expectation. Ainz had used four of the snake's ribs to form two sets of clamps.
The Skelton Lord pauses to admire his prototype the Boner Mark V. It is fine as long as I don't tell anyone it has a name. Ainz casts [Skeletal Scout] on the serpent skeleton. Immediately his awareness expands to encompass the bone serpent. As the skeletal serpent twistes to look at him Ainz was confronted with the image of his own bone white visage displayed in the upper left of his vision. "Just like in Yggdrasil, excellent. Now to make you stronger." It would be embarrassing if Albedo accidentally crushed Boner. [Greater Resistance], [Sensor Boost], [Draconic Power] and [Reinforce Armour].
Boner tilted its head as if in inquiry. Ainz suppressed a shudder. Please god don't let Boner be sentient. If this thing starts talking and calling me bone daddy I think I'll go back to Nazarick and hide in my room.
Stealing his resolve Ainz unequips his god tier attire. This leaves him dressed only in the black loin cloth of his race. Eager to try out his new toy he moves the modesty flap out of the way, really Devs what was the point on a skeleton, and allowed the Boner Mark V to clamp onto the base of his spine. Hmm. I'm going to need a robe. That one I wore to confront those adventurer's in the arena would be perfect. But first, his hand once again disappeared into dimensional space and brought out the egg artifact that would become his and Albedo's child. Suzuki knew that it was impossible for him to actually create another player but what he could do was create a new level one hundred NPC and hope that would satisfy Albedo. In this world what really would be the difference. The fight with Shalltear had certainly demonstrated the power of a top tier NPC. Albedo and Demiurge were both far smarter than him. Maybe an NPC customized for the role would make a better Supreme Being than me.
A simple mental command was enough to have Boner angle its head up and open its mouth. This revealed the special ability of the Mark V. Replacing the tongue was a second much smaller skeletal snake. It was into the mouth of this smaller snake that Ainz placed the magically resized egg. It would be the job of this, the more delicate, extension of the Mark V to implant the in vitro fertilized egg in the uterine wall. As undead both heads possessed dark vision a navigation advantage over their meat based competitors. The sales man in back of the soul of Ainz Ooal Gown twitched at the idea of marketing similar items to the growing masses of the Sorcerous Kingdom. But the gamer slapped it down as being unworthy of the dignity of Ainz Ooal Gown to be a salesman for a line of naughty bones brand strap ons.
That being said this was the Mark V and in this world the number of undead he could make and control was only limited by available MP. There technically was nothing preventing him from animating more than one at a time or even being near them since the [Skeletal Scout] spell was intended for long range use. A brief image of him handing a box of them to Shalltear and then going to practice his poses flashed through his mind.
Deciding he had spent way too much time contemplating his stand in penis Ainz quickly summons his black on black robe. And turned to go see Albedo. But in doing so he had struck the dresser with Boner's primary head. The blow doubled the Great Skeleton lord over and left him desperately holding on to the antique dresser for support. What the hell!
"Lord Ainz?" came Albedo's concerned inquiry.
Struggling for calm Suzuki responds "Everything is fine Albedo." Attempting to make his words into reality Suzuki Satoru forces himself upright. Why is it so sensitive? Damn that almost felt like I got wacked in the balls. Apparently discouraged from further unauthorized exploration Boner retreated back behind the loin cloth's modesty flap, concealing its bulk in the pelvic gap. Then putting a look of determination on his face Suzuki Satoru marched out to face the unknown country before him. The electric eels and butterflies dancing in his nonexistent stomach deterring him only a little.
Suzuki Satoru stopped dead at the sight of the mostly naked woman waiting on the bed, her head turned away as if he had caught her at a candid moment. For a frozen moment Suzuki wondered if he had really taken her unaware. Panic spread the desire to duck back behind the divider while an equally primal desire roared its opposition. The battle thus joined the absolute ruler of the Tomb of Nazarick and the god like beings that dwell within barely managed to take a single step so he could grasp the central pole for support.
Why aren't my emotions being suppressed? He had lost count of how many times the green radiance had saved Lord Ainz. Double edged sword that it was the emotional suppression allowed him to appear wise and calm when normally he would have been a gibbering mass. But the suppression had never differentiated between panic and joy crushing either once they exceeded the allowed range. So where was it now when he fervently wished not to make a fool of himself in front of this embodiment of sexual desire.
Albedo's perspective
The urge to turn to see her beloved was like a tooth ache in every damn tooth. But she had a plan and one made by supreme beings could not be ruled by one's selfish desires. Hearing Lord Ainz approach at last she gratefully relaxed her control and allowed her head to slowly rotate to regard the master.
She couldn't hold back a coquettish smile as she looked up at the embodiment of Death. He was casually leaning against the room's central support pole. Clad in an elegant black robe against a back drop of Ainz's beautiful white bones. Staring up at those pearlescent slats Albedo had to concede Shalltear's point about them out shining jewels. Due to the artful fall of the robe Albedo was able to see a loin cloth. This reassured her in her decision to keep her black panties in place. Gifts really are better when they are wrapped.
As her gaze glides over the flap something moves underneath, intriguing. And then down onward to Ainz's legs. "Well you look like someone who appreciates a good source of calcium." As she said this Albedo made a small movement that caused her breasts to bounce. Yes! The phantom coals of Lord Ainz's eyes had definitely moved to track the movement. Our Lord likes bouncy boobs. Suck it Shalltear as your velvety soft mouth will be all you have to offer the Supreme One. A knot of worry hidden behind the head guardian's heart loosed its hold. "My Lord do you like what you see?"
"Yes. Very much." Replied the skeleton.
A pleasant tingling began at the base of Albedo's spine. Was it possible that the usually elegant Master of Nazarick was so taken with the sight of her that he was reduced to such stumbling speech? As unbelievable as it was this added more substance to her epiphany on the shores of this nameless lake.
He released the pole and straightened his shoulders as he took a step towards her. "Your beauty is without question. I have always thought so even as Tabula shared your design with me." Coming closer Ainz traces a finger along the curve of her right horn. "You know the way they sit on your head like a crown, was my idea." Confided the Supreme Being in that vaguely distant tone he used when immersed in memory.
Albedo's eyes and mouth both pop open as the implications of this new information take over her mind banishing all other concerns. Even her arousal is washed away in the wave of implication.
Suzuki Satoru Perspective
I probably shouldn't have said that. Reminding himself that Albedo was like the daughter of one of his dear friends wasn't helping with his feelings of guilt. On the other hand look at that incredible rack! Damn I wish I still had a tongue. Concentrating on her face was the only thing allowing himself to not fall upon her like a starving wolf. Thus he saw the moment Albedo's eyes and mouth popped open. The next she had her face crushed against his sternum and her arms held him uncomfortably tight. Wow it is a good thing I don't need to breathe. Suzuki imagined that he could hear his bones creaking under the pressure. He was about to request that Albedo ease up a bit when the sound of her sobs reached him. His jaw bone let go and his mouth fell open. What the hell did I do?
Placing his hands on the shaking woman's shoulders not to hold or push away but just to be there. Ainz waited with the patience of his race. When the sobs began to slacken he asked in a gentle voice, "Albedo?"
Taking in a ragged breath Albedo releases her death grip and rubs her eyes before daring to look up, "I thought I had been abandoned. No, I thought we all had. We would have done absolutely anything our creators asked of us. Even if it was that we die for their momentary amusement, there isn't a denizen of Nazarick that wouldn't have done it gladly. But they didn't care enough to grant us even that.
Taking a steadying breath pressed her chest even more firmly against Ainz's. A fact he was deliberately ignoring. Who would have thought a man would be grateful for not having to deal with his original penis. As it was he had only needed to order Boner to take a nap.
"But you were always there and you stayed with us. Words are inadequate to express how grateful we all are for your mercy." Albedo sniffed and used one finger to wipe away another tear. "I never guessed that one of my creators was here the whole time. Even when you went to that other world you cared enough to always return. You even stayed with us all the way to the end." She smiled up at him.
Such pain. Suzuki remembered his own suffering as his comrades had faded away. How much worse has it been for the NPCs. Of course none of them had stopped to explain to the glassy eyed damage dealers. There had been no way to know the depths that had lain hidden behind those immobile expressions.
Mr. Satoru thought back. No one amongst the NPCs had so much as quirked an eyebrow when he had told the cleric that death was a mercy and life in Nazarick was the worse fate. He now began to see himself and his friends in a new and darker light and what was revealed by the black light disturbed him. A new certainty crystallized in the breast of the former guild leader turned national leader. If the pain displayed in this the most privileged of his NPC guardians was replicated in the others there was no way he could allow this situation to persist. It was time to change the narrative.
Ainz took off his robe and wrapped it around Albedo. Grateful that for once Albedo successfully read the mood and held the robe closed. He then led her over to the bed. Once they were both seated and turned to look at each other. "The other Supreme Beings didn't abandon us. They just grew up and as is natural they left home to make and rule other worlds. Like a caring parent I was proud of them even as I missed them and wished things could be the way they once were again. But that isn't how life works even for Supreme Beings." Ainz sighed to himself. If he ever did meet up with his friends he would have some explaining to do. But the NPCs that were here now were more important than some hypothetical future conversation. "Do you know how Nazarick came to be in this world?"
Albedo shook her head. Reassured that he wouldn't be immediately called out on his bullshit Ainz moved forward with his tale. "Do you know what a supernova is?"
"Is that one of the legendary super tier magic spells, Lord?" asked Albedo
"No. A supernova is when a star gives into gravity and under goes gravitational collapse only to rebound in a super powerful explosion. The scale is hard to imagine as it surpasses planetary existence. What happed was this. A neutron star collided with the far side of the sun and fell in to the core causing a surprise supernova. Since It came without warning there was very little time before the wave of destruction reached Nazarick. Thus in an effort to save us, the other forty Supreme Beings united their power to move the Great Tomb of Nazarick to safety in this new world. Since I was in the throne room at the time and couldn't see the sky I was initially confused upon arrival. I am hopeful that some of them were able to come here as well before the blast overtook them. But I live with the possibility that they may not have had sufficient reserve energy to make the journey themselves after they saved us."
A look of peace settled over Albedo's face. Seeing it now Ainz realized that there had been tension there ever since coming to this new world. But since it had always been there he had thought that it was simply her face.
"So, we weren't abandoned but saved by the other Supreme Beings, who are the children of Ainz Ooal Gown." For a several seconds they sat in companionable silence just a player and his loyal NPC companion. Albedo jerks upright an expression of abject horror on her face. "Gaaaagghhhrr!" The next instant she was gone and the robe collapsed to the bed.
The eloquent ruler of millions, Ainz Ooal Gown, expressed himself thusly. "Huh!?"
First, I know that the Sun and a hypervelocity neutron star would fall together with the neutron star having the greater attractive force. But Ainz isn't an astrophysicist. Nor would I expect him to be familiar with the characteristics of a class 1A supernova. Frankly I'm relying on the one mention of his going to school for him knowing the basics of gravitational collapse. I also know about the radiation and the effects on the orbits of other objects.
Please review I'm curious what you thought of this exploration and frankly how many of you already know what happened with Albedo at the end.