Demiurge was in an especially good mood as he teleported to the base he had recently constructed in the Baharuth Empire.
In fact, such was his joy that it did not bother him when he learned that four of the elves had died from shock, or that there had been no progress with the mating experiments.
This was because he had just witnessed the might of his master. The last Supreme Being whose abilities were far beyond his reach.
"Demiurge-sama." A cheerful voice interrupted Demiurge from his thoughts.
"You may speak."
"Yes, my lord. Three humans have recently been found wandering around here. It seems that our position has been compromised."
The last thing Demiurge needed was for vermin to disrupt his work. "That is troubling, indeed. I trust that the intruders have been contained?"
"Yes! They were crying tears of joy when I took their skin! Ooh they must have been so happy, when they saw how fortunate they were compared to the elves!"
"That is only to be expected. Excellent work, Pulcinella."
Pulcinella swayed from side to side, an expression of pure bliss forming underneath his black mask. "Ahh. To be able to make so many happy…but how should I make the elves happy? Should I chop up the humans and give it to them as a treat? And…oh! The demihumans! What do you think of removing their stomachs so that they would never have to feel the burden of hunger again?"
"Ah, that's right. Since this place has been discovered…perhaps they would like to see a little more of the world? Would you mind transporting everyone here to the northern bases for me?"
"Demiurge-sama is too generous! I will abide at once!"
"Although, it seems the elves are too fragile to be useful." Demiurge suspected that the elves had been biologically tampered with magic, thus the failed impregnation attempts and the limitations of healing scrolls on them. Furthermore, while their skin had been slightly more efficient than a typical human's, the elves themselves were not very durable. "I'm sure a nice, long rest will suffice. Leave them behind."
"Understood, Demiurge-sama! Ooh I can't wait I can't wait!" Pulcinella hummed to himself as he set out to follow the orders.
Once he was gone, Demiurge studied the elves that had been brought before him. They were barely holding on to life, with chunks of flesh still missing from their recent skinning and their empty eyes seeing nothing. It was a shame to see life go to waste like this but…
"As I thought, there is nothing of worth remaining. [Hellfire Wall]."
The elves fell like puppets whose strings have been cut.
Author's Note: My goal was 10000 words for Ainz's 10000 year plan. I made it to ~5000. I've realize that there are still many gaps to fill but...too many words. I'm burnt out. Maruyama is truly amazing for lasting so long.