Overlord Effect: Battle for the Milky Way

by I am the string cutter

This a continuation sorta of Oblivion2991's Overlord effect. This starts a few months before the event of ME3. Before your read this i would suggest you read Oblivion2991's story first to get a basic understanding of whats going on, if you have, Welcome! I hope you enjoy this.

6. Chapter 6: The beginning part 1

Sorry for the long wait guys i wanted to have it out on christmas day and then jan10 and both of them didn't happen did they but this chapter ended up being A LOT longer than i thought it would be as of writing this message im at about 17000 words all up and I haven't even gotten some parts done much still to do and i just wanted to finnish this arc and get to the big stuff! This will be released in 2 parts this one being the longer of the 2 with the next one being at the end of the month (hopefully), the next chapter after these 2 is going to be a small one on the fall of Khar'Shan and the Batarian Hegemony

PS. I've left a little something at the end of this chapter to tease you about what's coming in a very far off chapter but I'm not going to make it easy to figure out, you will have to solve it for yourselves and it is MAJOR spoilers so do it at you own risk!

Big thanks to oblivion2991 for his continued help

I don't own the Overlord(オーバーロードŌbārōdo?) novel, manga or anime series created by Kugane Maruyama.

I don't own the Mass Effect trilogy developed by Bioware game studios.

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Overlord Effect

Battle for the milky way

Chapter 6: The Beginning

Nazarick Tenth floor: Ainz' office.

Ainz was suddenly feeling the need to retire once more, he had just finished watching what his friend had done to the citadel, while he was pleased that the job was done, she could have gone about it a different way. Now they would have to convince the council to stay quiet about what happened there, but then again the public will start to ask questions, questions that would need to be answered in some form or another.

He was brought out of his internal musings by a light knock on his door. Cixous, his maid for the day quickly made her way over to the door to open it. She had delicate golden blonde hair and Amber eyes like that of a late afternoon sunset, her uniform was mostly blackexcept in the chest region which was highlighted white as if to emphasize that portion of her figure.

When she was naught five steps from her objective the massive obsidian Black doors swung open abruptly with a *bang* stopping the maid where she stood. Ainz face palmed knowing very well who it was.

"Esdeath-sama!" The maid yelped in surprise and then immediately bowed. "I'm sorry I was not able to get to the door in time to open it for you milady!"

"Not, it's fine, we're in a bit of a hurry, I can open a door for myself every now and then… don't want to forget how to do that could be bad…"

"Y-yes Esdeath-sama" Cixous replied in an unsteady voice.

"Cixous could you please go and get Myriad for us while we talk . he is required for the next step in my plan." The maid turned around with sparkles in her eyes, admiring Ainz with awesome delight.

"At once my lord!" When Cixous had left the room closing the massive door's as she did so, Ainz quickly put up an anti observation spell and they both let out an audible sigh.

"You didn't have to go that far…"

"Whatever do you mean Ainz-kun?"

"You know exactly what I mean." He replied to his friend - pointing at her with his index finger - during this, she made her way over to the seat in front of his desk.

"Oh! That!" she tilted her head, blinking innocently. "I only threw a spanner in the works, it would have taken forever to convince them otherwise!"

"Right…" and Ainz could only sweatdrop, answering uneasily. Seriously, his friend really went too far from time to time. Time to time speaking, almost always.

"Besides, it was their decision to blow up their own capital ship. Though, it was out of the ordinary, still a nice fireworks display… it was fun to watch, tehehe."

"Yeah, I suppose it was." Ainz chuckled lightly. "Where is Albedo? I was expecting her to be with you, she didn't seem very amused at the end there."

"I left her on the sixth floor. Says she wanted to spar with Cocytus to let off some steam. She was really unsatisfied with our "little" insect friend." She said as a perverted smile crossed her face.

"You don't say…"

"She also really wants to know when you can go on that holiday you promised her." She quipped teasingly, only one of her eyes open as she glanced at Ainz.

"I, u-um…" Ainz pulled his collar, looking away. If he had sweat glands, he would be drenched by now. "That's none of your business." He all but shouted as his emotional dampener took effect.

"Hehehehe, see it is useful sometimes."

"Evidently…" Ainz replied in a low monotonous voice.

A slight awkward silence hung in the air for a few moments until Esdeath chose to speak again.

"Were the other missions successful did everyone agree to come?"

"Yes, the turtleman chief was successful in making contact with Urdnot Wrex and the Krogan. Solution did her job well with Quarians convincing three of their four admirals to join the discussion though I hear she had some trouble with first contact. Aura got Dalatrass Linron to come to the table although very reluctantly. Alucard who possibly doesn't like me very much right now got some notable military personnel to join in and finally Shepard has retrieved Admiral Hackett who was on his way to join up with others to solve the mess you made."

"Mess? What mess? I don't know what you're even talking about?" she looked away, then back, offering an innocent look. "I didn't do anything - at least, not what they themselves didn't ask personally."

"Yeah… killing millions just to show them the Reapers exist was their wish…" Ainz wanted to point it out, but he was well aware, she would just say: "It was their wish…" and in the end twist their words in a way to make her side the right one. She was always like this, always coming up with an explanation which in the end makes her the right side.

"Just like a devil, no, a demon!" and any person referring to her like that would be half right.

"*Sigh* fine, are you coming to the meeting? Cixous will be back with Myriad soon so you'll need to decide quickly."

"I have to, I promised them a lecture! But i'm just Gunna let you do all the political stuff I've had enough of that to last a decade or two! I think I'll just sand in the background ominously and wait for my time to strike."

"You're insufferable..."

"Thanks, I know." She smiled happily.

A knock at the large obsidian door indicated Cixous had returned. The maid in question waited patiently outside until one of the massive doors swung open by itself.

After a moment's wait for confirmation to enter she walked elegantly over to the desk and gave a bow to each of them respectively. "The Geth representative for you sire!" The homunculi exclaimed as she waved towards the door. The Geth platform walked in not long after and waited patiently.

"Thank you Cixous, you may return to your duty."Ainz instructed.

"No! Think nothing of it lord Ainz it is always a pleasure to serve!" She said wryly. Waving her hand back and forward as if trying to wipe away the embarrassment.

"Yes" Ainz stated simply. The maid returned to her spot behind him.

Even after a millennia plus, the 41 maids had not changed much personality wise, they still viewed them both with frustrating amounts of respect and admiration.

They still picked Ainz' clothes for him every day, trying to do the same with Esdeath, even getting her own creations to help, but it rarely worked in the end.

Of course, they had their own lives outside of Narzarick, but it was entirely another story. Under the passing years many of them married, had beloved husbands - or wives - some of which had died long ago. Yet, their sons, daughters, grandchildren and even great grandchildren had lived on with the innate ability of artificial humans. Basically, they were ageless- unaffected by the passage of time. Every moment they were not spending in service to the supreme ones they were spending with their family and friends.

...

"Myriad you were informed of the meeting that was to happen today. No?"

"Yes" noded the Geth. " This platform was informed by construct, designation CZ2128 DELTA approximately .6 seconds ago. This time allowed us to come to consensus."

"And your conclusion?" Inquired Ainz.

"We are in agreement, accompanying you to this delegation is viewed as more beneficial than not doing so. Creator's reaction to this has been taken into account. Additionally, hunter platform L 312667 wishes to accompany. A pattern was noticed 14263 seconds ago multiple representatives of the same race were invited to this gathering, one of diplomatic and one of military, why was this platform not informed of this?" Inquired the Geth, tilting its head to the side as if to simulate the look of curiosity.

"To simply put it respect, your platform consists of 663 individual programs does it not?"

"Correct"

"Does this not mean that there would be 663 individuals present at this engagement?"

"A moment….." the unit said as its ocular light dimmed briefly. "That statement is both true and false, it is true that this platform consists of previously designated number of programs but these programs make up the individual you call 'Myriad`.''

"Geez Ainz-kun be a bit more understanding of things would ya! We don't want that to turn into a conflict." His friend said teasingly as she pulled a can of cola out of her pocket dimension. The Geth looked at the hole in space still unable to understand how it worked even after six months of being in this place.

"I see." Ainz stated, choosing to ignore his companion for the moment. "Your collectives other representatives presence is accepted, where is it currently? If it's still in the veil we will have to make a short detour."

SLURRRRRP!

"Acknowledged. Platform is currently docked at the receiving relay for this star cluster, it was instructed to standby and wait for further instructions."

"Oh, very well then." Ainz said as he got up out of his throne like chair, his maid for the day following not far behind. He walked passed his desk and looked towards his friend once again who had somehow managed to finish six cans of cola without him noticing. "Do you think I should cover up."

"Na, you're good the ones that haven't met you are all military types, what's a big bad Skellington to a gruff soldier man…"

"Oh I can answer that one Esdeath-Sama! A god!" Cixous said happily.

Ainz sighed and somewhat awkwardly replyed "T-Thank you Cixous, at least someone is taking me seriously."

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Unknown

To call Dalatrass confused at the moment was a massive understatement! She was in her office when it happened, going over plans for a future operation that was to take place on that back water dust ball Tuchanka. Then a moment of darkness, and she was here in this unfamiliar meeting room in an unknown place feeling light headed, dizzy and confused.

She looked around further and noticed the Young human woman with incomprehensible beauty standing in the corner of the room -a massive conference table dividing the distance between them- looking at her with a face of idle curiosity. She had long blond hair that reached half way down her back that seemed to perfectly contrast the red scale leather under shirt and form fitting white top and skirt.

What the delatras found most interesting was the bright green and purple heterochromatic eyes she possessed. An odd combination to say the least...

Heterochromia was a human condition caused vire a genetic mutation, green was rather a common color among them but purple was incomprehensibly rare and was caused by another mutation that lead to sickly pale skin. This only caused the Salarian leader more confusion. The woman -now standing directly in front of her- had perfect brown skin.

"Where I am? What happened?" she asked leaving those other questions for later.

The long ears the woman possessed moved ever slightly, tilting her head with a flat expression.

"Ah, so you didn't remember." the woman sighed, shaking her head. "Ah! I should have expected this. People with weak minds often experience short blackouts."

"Blackout?" The Dalatrass can only blink, more and more confused with each moment. "Excuse me. Do we know each other? What are you talking about?"

"It cannot be helped, in that case, I will introduce myself once more…" she cleared her throat, her bored expression turned cheerful, like that of an enthusiastic child! "Nice to meet ya' lady, my name Aura Bella Fiora!" The now named woman said in an infectiously cheery voice, forming a V with her fingers, and winking.

"Delatras Linron of the Salarian union. Can you tell me what's going on and where we are? I was in my office on Sur'kesh what felt like moments ago." She wanted to start demanding information but in the current situation it was better to keep "a cooler head" as the humans would say and try to figure out what was going on…

"Well it actually wasn't that long ago maybe ten minutes, bringing you here wasn't that hard, little exerted control and you walked straight through the gate!" bored, she checked her brown gloves, almost like checking her nails. "Not as though you didn't shout before… demanding to know what I was doing in your office. Even before I could tell you what I wanted, you reached towards the secret switch to call the guards. I had to act, sorry about it..."

And the boiler blew its top…

"What do you mean!? Where am I?! How did I get here?! Who do you work for?!" She reached for the small side arm she always carried on her person only to find it wasn't there.

"Geez lady calm down will ya! Don't want you to have a heart attack or something, Lord Ainz will get mad at me if you died for some reason."

"Lord Ain- your from the Sorcerer's kingdom? Do you realize what you've done?!"

"Nope, not really… and I don't really care." She said in a bored dismissive voice. "I leave all that political stuff to people like Akemi-sama and Albedo-san, I'm just doing what Ainz-sama ordered me to do and that was to bring you here. I tried to be polite like I was told but you didn't see it that way so I brought you here… forcefully." Aura continued, finishing with a proud smile.

The womans disregard to her own incriminating actions shocked Linron for a brief moment " I'll repeat my question again where is here? I demand to know where I have been brought to!"

"No Can do lady, you'll find that out later in the meeting but we gotta wait for the others to arriver first. You might wanna see what Lord Ainz has to show you too, he said 'tell her it involves the continued existence of the living galaxy' or something like that." She said shrugging lightly.

"I see… very well then, I will stay for the meantime but if anything that is discussed doesn't involve a direct threat to the Salarian Union I wish to be returned to my office, unharmed."

"Ok, whatever you say, not my problem." Aura shrugged once again. And took a seat at the table chucking her legs onto the it dismissively.

Shortly after another gate opened for which the Dalatrass seemed to reflexively wince away from. To a Salarian - and most others- these 'things' were an unknown quantity and as had been proven nought but minutes earlier a massive security risk to any political Leader or famous entity.

The initial readings that were collected during the first contact incident were thoroughly studied - as much as they could be- the after for effects on organic tissue, it had been shown that a body unfamiliar with the chaotic energies these 'gates' were made of -mana as it was referred to by the residents of the kingdom- caused degrees of effects like nausea, dizziness and confusion, this varied from species to species with Krogan and Turians being the least affected.

Technology, unshielded technology specifically was affected as well but again varied with complexity. But of course this was all based on inaccurate simulations, the real things would be required to confirm the data… it was still unknown how they worked as a whole.

"Oooh looks like Sol-chan finished her mission up too, wonder if hers went better than mine no more angry old ladies hopefully." Aura chuckled, earning an angry glare from the "old lady".

Linron only let out a disgruntled "HRPH!" In reply.

The gate stayed open for minutes on end without out anything coming through. Finally after five minutes of waiting, a human woman stepped through, she had medium length curly blonde hair, wore a black maid uniform with white frills that ended in a mini skirt that stretched half way down her supple thighs, the rest of her legs were covered in an intricately detailed set of metal high heeled boots that climbed her legs and finish near where her skirt ended.

She briefly turned to Aura, bowing to her respectfully, ignoring the Dalatras completely.

"Hello, Sol-chan! Hope your journey was bountiful!" Aura returned the gesture with a cheery tone.

"Indeed Aura-sama, just as Ainz-sama divined. The method he proposed was successful!"

In the next moment, she turned back to the portal, leaning through again, almost like she wanted to urge the ones on the other side to come through. It was only a guess, as the dis-headed body started moving as if trying to explain something through movement alone.

When the rest of the body was pulled back through some unexpected entities - at least to the Dalatrass - Quarians, more specifically members of their Admiralty appeared, following behind the strange maid.

Admiral Shala'Raan, Admiral Han'Garrel, Admiral Xen and finally Tali-Zorra stepped through, looking around flabbergasted.

"Keelah…" Tali muttered, inspecting the surrounding. "Is this…?" she just looked back at the portal, watching it with great curiosity. "Odd…" She exclaimed.

"Where are we?" Xen asked, looking back at the hole in space time studying it for a moment and then sticking her hand through it swearling it around like that of a child playing in a pond.

"Admiral Xen if you would kindly remove your hand, the gate is about to close medical attention may be needed if you do not do so." Solution said caringly. Inwardly she wanted to puke even if she couldn't physically, being 'nice' and 'diplomatic' had been a trial in and of its own but when she had to explain what a gate was and how it worked before they would step through and then a second time, well she nearly lost it. Couldn't they just be happy that Lord Ainz was meeting with them to begin with!?

"Oh I see." she said with a saddened tone and quickly removed her hand from the swirling darkness. "My earlier question?" She asked again looking at the blonde maid. The gate closed there after.

"I regret to inform you that I do not know the answer to that question but I do know that we are on one of his majesty's ships."

"So you brought us to a place you don't know for a meeting you no nothing about that sounds a bit contrived don't you think." Joked Han'Gerrel

"I agree how did you convince us to come here in the first place?" Quipped Xen

"I am sorry for lack of information but his majesty was adamant you not know where you are. If you would like some food or drink in the meantime we have dextro meals to suit your tastes. Naturally this also goes for the madame Dalatrass as well."

"Do you have chocolate?" Tali asked excitedly, interrupting Raan before she could even begin to get to her line of questioning.

"Yes." solution said flatly. "Lady Aura, Madam Dalatrass would you like something as well?"

"Sure! I'll take mix grill hamburger with a glass of soda, you pick." Aura exclaimed in her ever cheery voice then looked towards her charge. "What about you lady we gots everything you could want."

The Dalatrass had been ignoring the goings on in the room for the past few minutes, lost in thought about what those pitiful nomads where doing here. That was right up until her new 'Nickname' had been called.

"What was that?"

"Food, drink, want some?" Aura asked in a way that insinuated Linron was dumb.

"Forty two Thesia red!" The dalatrass said almost instantly, she had been kidnapped the least they could do was provide her with one of the most expensive beverages in the galaxy for the trouble.

"Very good madam, I will be back shortly." Solution said with a smile and walk out the main door.

The admirals began to discuss amongst themselves in the meantime while Tali leaned against the wall close to them waiting to be called if she needed to consult on anything that was in her area of expertise Reaper and Geth alike.

...

A few minutes later Solution turned around the closest corner that led to the room filled with guests, she carried an intricately decorated silver platter filled with the requested items. As she further approached the door she sensed a gate open on the inside and the lovely screams of two males of some form and then a large crash like someone had impacted a wall.

She quickly made her way into the room, careful not to drop what she was carrying and found an amusing sight, two Krogan had come flying out or the rift, flown across the large table and caused a large dent in the wall. The persons in question were laying on top of each other insulting one another.

"Get off me you quadless shit slinger." The red crested one said annoyedly.

"It's your fault we're in this position you stupid fossil, I was gonna go first!."

"Grrrr! Whatever you say just get off me!"

'Crack!' the red one had drawn his head back and slammed it into the white armored one making him stumble off and out of the way.

Solution ignored the puny squabble and the screaming Dalatrass for the moment, she first placed Aura's hamburger and cola on the table then the Dalatrass' wine - something Solution believed she didn't deserve but seemed to calm the giant frog slightly - and then the quarians chocolate who only stared at it longingly.

The Krogan didn't notice the goings on in the room and probably didn't care as they continued to insult each other and knock heads.

"Wrex! Grunt! Stop it that's enough!" Tali barked after quickly collecting her prize, but was ignored. Then she noticed the tall blonde human walk past her and upto the bickering Krogan.

"I wouldn't suggest getting between those two, you might get killed."

"Na it'll be fine…' She explained waving away the statement, then she turned her head with biggest teeth barring grin the quarian had ever seen "... Plus, they disturbed my meal!" Aura exclaimed, but Tali suddenly felt the need to grieve for her friends… a ghastly feeling started to get the better of her.

The strange long eared human slowly walked up to the Krogans and lightly tapped them on their shoulders, they both turned to her with a questioning half growl half "heh?"

"Hi'ya, would you guys mind cutting that out your disturbing my meal?" She asked cheerily, earning a raised brow from both Krogan as the two towering figures looked at each other for a moment.

"What if we don't meatbag? What are you going to do about it?!" Grunt asked angry, only to find out a second later as Aura's hand flashed in and out of existence at the very top of his armor. He was on the ground groaning like an injured varen before he knew what hit him.

"Owww…." For those who didn't or couldn't see what happened Aura 'lightly' tapped the young tankbread on his armor just above his hump using the edge of her hand. It was by no means enough to kill him; that's not what she was trying to do, more like a "sit down and shut up" kind of love tap.

"Something like that…" she stated elegantly, then turned her body to look at the other one placing her left hand on her hip. "How about you old timer? You want one too or can I go back to eating my burger?" inspecting her nails, she gave one last glance to the Krogan Warlord.

"Nope I'm good it was his fault anyway." Wrex stated backing away slightly. This hum- whatever she was, was dangerous! Every instinct in his ancient body was telling him not to piss her off and get out of here.

Meanwhile the rest of the occupants in the room begin to sweat heavily. It wasn't everyday you got to see a Krogan down on the floor, let alone after what was to be believed as a single hit. They really couldn't tell, her hand moved so fast it was only a blur, it was… inhuman, thus they voiced their only lingering question for the woman.

"What are you?"

"Heh?"

Only a few steps away from her meal, Aura turned around and scowled at the occupants of the room. It was almost like the girl wanted to spit, but in the last moment withheld her urge, simply sighing and then returning to her meal ignoring the question entirely. The members in the room only continued to stare at her as if waiting for an answer, an answer that would never come.

"Weird…" Tali mumbled for a moment after coming out of her stunned state, making her way over to her old crew mates, worried more about grunt than she'd like to let on.

"Are you alright down there?" She asked sarcastically, looking down at the laid out Krogan.

"Grrr..." he replied wryly, barely managing to to push himself off the ground. As he got back onto his feet he rubbed the back of his head, cracking his neck there after.

"What did she hit me with, some kind of biotic ability?" Grunt asked the two closest to him.

"Her hand." they replied simultaneously.

"...or at least that's what it looked like." Tali continued.

"Yeah, that's what it looked like to me as well, even put a dent in your armor." Wrex replied flatly.

"What is she? She's too strong to be a human, some kind of mutant?" asked Grunt standing to his feet

"Don't know, didn't s- hmmm looks like more company." Wrex stated, gesturing his head to the new gates that opened up on the other side of the room. The three couldn't help but chuckle a little as they watched the four councillors fall ass backwards through the portal and tumble lightly over each other.

…

Anderson was the first to get back to his legs, something he briefly regretted doing as quickly as he did.

"What the..!? Where did she send us?" He asked warily, stammering as he spoke.

"A conference room of some form clearly… perhaps aboard a ship" Sparatus stated looking at his colleagues. "Are you alright Tevos?" He asked giving her a hand, helping the Asari to her feet.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you." She stated, accepting the given help. "I'd like to know what the Krogan and quarians are here for, she said she was inviting guests but I only assumed from the council races."

"Valern!" In the next moment, they all heard a familiar voice. The voice of an unpleasant person, one they would all rather be avoided when it was possible.

All four visibly shuddered as a cold, unpleasant feeling invaded their space. It was the most evident for the Salarian councillor, he was extra unnerved hearing that raspy voice. Clearly belonging to a female specimen of his race. " Oh no what is she doing here?!" He asked quietly, trying to look as small as possible.

Everyone watched the Salarian for a moment. And it only took one moment, Valern cleared his throat, collected his thoughts, and turned once more towards the most powerful political force his race could produce. He can't show weakness, nor displeasure, neither before her, nor before the gathered people. After all, how would that look? On the other hand, his already damaged image barely kept itself together, one more strike and it will turn to dust.

"Madame Dalatrass, what are you doing here?" He asked incredulously, raising his brow like he was only mildly surprised to see her. The cold, calculative image their race liked so much, was the most important of his people after all.

"Nevermind that, you dolt! Explain what happened on the citadel." the woman was furious, that was evident. Even going so far as to leave her cold tone behind, the one she was so proud of.

With a collective sigh from the counselors they painstakingly recanted the events on the citadel. The other occupants of the room quietly listed in to the story, this included Solution and Aura who mostly tried not to laugh out loud at the actions of the second Supreme Being and Guardian Overseer, though they did allow a small grin to come to bare on their faces.

By the end of the councilors retelling, most of the others were either horrified or disbelieving.

"This must be some kind of joke, an organic batting away a dreadnought sized ship, rewinding time, what a preposterous story." Said Admiral Han'Gerrel. "Have you all gone collectively mad?" He continued.

"If I didn't see it for myself Admiral, I wouldn't have believed it to." Returned Anderson.

"Even still, it's hard to believe your story." Raan said, agreeing with her fellow Admiral.

"No that's something Albedo could do, she's one of the strongest Guardians in Nazarick, strength wise and Esdeath-Sama likes to do that kind of stuff… so I believe his story." Aura stated in confirmation.

"It's still a ridiculous story…" the Dalatrass stated waving away the notion that such a thing could happen.

"Eh, whatever." Aura said shrugging her shoulders. "Think what you want lady its your choice, Ainz Sama always says people have the ability to make decisions and stand up for themselves… even if they are idiots." She declared with a wry grin on her face. One that didn't last to long as yet another portal opened up in the room close to the council, they dispersed moving to either side of the hole in reality, letting whoever was coming from the other side through comfortably.

Perhaps, unsurprisingly, the gate stayed open for some minutes like before when the little group of quarians arrived.

After waiting for several minutes the gate finally showed some activity; something akin to ripple spreading across its surface, then a silver armoured Turian foot stepped through followed by the rest of said Turian.

For those in the room who knew who it was they gave him a smile or a nod, one he acknowledged by giving his own before he turned his head to either side eyes widened briefly and light chuckle left his mandibles as realization dawned on him.

He signed to his friend's "I'll be back in a sec." and returned through the portal he just came out from. Briefly later the Primarch of the Turian hierarchy stepped through followed by an entourage of low - mid ranking military personnel from different species.

The Primarch was immediately onto Sparatus for the events regarding the citadel. The Turian councilor gave him a bullet point version as he didn't feel like explaining it again. He would give a full report later after this meeting, one Fedorian was very much looking forward to reading.

Garrus seeing he was ignored for the most part by his superior made his way over to join the people he knew.

Major kirrahe had stayed close to the Dalatrass after she had informed him of how she came to be here. He mostly kept his eyes on the person in question but if she felt his stares she didn't take any notice of it.

…

Down the hall Shepard and Admiral Hackett walked quietly towards their destination, infront guiding them was the guardian Shepard now knew as Demiurge and the Commander of this massive ship Admiral Zaryusu.

They had been on a short tour around this ship at the request of Admiral Hackett. Though it was initially denied by Zaryusu, Demiurge's firm request for approval had swayed the Admiral into authorizing it. The reasons of the Guardian was still unknown to the Lizardman but it was the will of a Guardian and he had no authority to disagree with such a being.

They had been walking and teleporting around the ship for the better part of forty minutes. They had been to the fighter docks, engineering, the bridge and even the main gun batteries.

Hackett for his part was still stunned at even being allowed so see such things. As much as the galactic community spouted about coming together in understanding and trust none of the other race's actually shared their technology with any others. Well this technically isn't true, civilian tech was distributed throughout the council worlds, but it wasn't the stuff that mattered... ship weapons, core tech and other such things were held back, the Destiny Ascension 'WAS' the most advanced ship in the galaxy and the only race allowed on that ship - with the exception of the council - was the Asari a fact that never went without notice by the other race's but was ignored because of political reasons.

"I do hope you enjoyed your tour Admiral, it was my pleasure to be your guide throughout his majesty's ship." Demiurge said with a calm smile that peaked just over his shoulder. Hackett was now sure that the man in front of him was one of these demons that were talked about in the codex he read while he was on shore leave, if the gem like eyes and long metallic tail was anything to go by.

The codex itself self was more of a fantasy novel then it was a codex but it served its purpose and informed him of ways to interact with these new people.

"Yes it was very... interesting."

Hackett saw the unthinkable. Things, that should only exist in the wildest sci-fi/fantasy novels. Technology and magic perfectly meld, creating one whole, from parts!

Weapons, able to penetrate kinetic shields. Based on energy projection and many more absurd principles he can't even understand. Shields, able to protect not only against kinetic, but all kinds of damage, even capable of storing the absorbed energy and using it against the enemy.

Navigation systems able to coordinate, and navigate out of a black hole! Computers and AI, making their most modern and advanced tech look like they come from the Stone Age.

Fabrication units, capable of creating soldiers, using the stored energy, bolstering their lines, teleporting them where it was needed!

Not speaking about the "Gate Drive"! The thing was absurd! Able to transport the whole ship, instantly, with no chance of missing the original destination! 0% chance of failure! This thing should not exist! At all! Yet, what he witnessed, only proved its existence!

If he had to compare, what this demon told them about the ship. It was like one would compare a simple projectile weapon from Earth from the early 20th century, to today's weapons that their soldiers used, working with Mass Effect fields.

Indeed, by combining magic and technology. These people created something, that makes their own feel like heavily outdated.

"I am glad to hear that admiral, his Majesty takes great pride in the accomplishments of his people, he believes that hard work is the key to peerless advancement."

They continued to walk towards the meeting room until demiurge stopped abruptly. "Admiral Zaryusu would you please guide these two to were our other guests are, I have something I must attend too."

"Yes my lord."

With that, the demon teleported away leaving the three in the quiet hallway.

"This way please."

…

Back down the hall demiurge reapered, he quickly put his index and middle finger up to his temple answering his lord without further delay.

"Lord Ainz how may I be of service to you!"

"Ahh Demiurge I'll be quick please inform our guests that there will be a slight delay in our arrival we needed to pick someone up at the last minute."

"I see… my lord if I may be so bold as to inquire about the nature of this person?"

"A specialized Geth Hunter platform that has been nicknamed 'Legion' by Commander Shepard after it served on the Normandy, it was requested by Myriad as a tactician."

"Very well, is there anything else I can help you with today Sire."

"No that is all for now Demiurge, you may return to your duties."

"At once my lord."

…

As Shepard entered the room with Admiral Hackett and Zaryusu she was met with dozens of wide eyes looking in her direction wondering who had entered the room through something else other than dark swirling portal. Some looked at her with familiarity and some with hints of detest. As she looked around further trying to ignore the unsavory looks she noticed the familiar faces of some of her closest allies and friends, Wrex, Tali, Grunt and finally Garrus making their way over to greet her.

She gave a quick salute to her commanding officer and walked over to greet them.

"What are you guys doing here?" She asked inquisitively, giving them either a firm handshake or hug.

"Come to save you from talking to that lot for too long." Joked Wrex nodding his head towards the council.

"Didn't even know this was happening at first… I just got orders to be on the Primarchs capital ship to consult on some 'major ongoing situation' which turned out to be the citadel going dark a few questions and an immortal guy in a suit later. I'm here."

"How did you know he was immortal?" Asked Wrex.

"One of the young trainee commandos that was tagging along for experience lost it and shot the guy in the head, splattered the left side of it on the wall he just phased out of it."

"While we were arguing about what to do he sat up head still forming and made some easy comment that's about it. So how was your day?"

"Hmph, well you sound like you had a more exciting one than me all I got was a giant talking turtle. How about you kid gotta be more interesting than mine." He asked looking at Tali

"I just got pulled along as a consultant by the Admiralty after that maid over their named me. Apparently hanging out with Shepard has gotten me more notice than I'd personally like." Tali said pointing over her shoulder with her thumb towards the wall, Shepard angled her head to the left to see who she was talking about but there was no one there.

"What maid?"

"That one… right… there… where did she go?" Tali asked confused spinning around to look for the person in question.

"This maid…" a light almost seductive voice said from behind the redhead making her quickly turn around in surprise, she found a beautiful blonde woman looking into her eyes with her own cold almost dead ones.

"And who are you?" Shepard asked in a confused tone. She had this feeling, much the same as when she met that Demiurge guy that the person in front of her wasn't exactly human.

"Solution Epsilon of the Pleiades Seven Sisters... And you must be this Commander Shepard the Supreme ones are so enamored with." The beauty said strolling around her before vanishing from everyone's eyes. Shepard looked around for her but found her nowhere in site. The others in the room began to look around as well confused at how she suddenly disappeared from there sight.

"I honestly don't see what's so special about you..." Solution stated reappearing behind Wrex and grunt "... you're just a normal human." She continued, disappearing again.

"Ha, Well this 'normal human' has saved the galaxy, twice! What have you done besides serve drinks?" For a moment solution was quite, then she came into existence forming out of the commanders shadow with a left arm in the shape of a long blue sword, drawing it close to the redheads neck. Her eyes went wide in low of her predicament as she could feel the blade and whatever it was made of burning her skin as it rested in position.

Garrus pulled his sidearm and aimed it at the woman's head fully prepared to pull the trigger, a tense air fill the room momentarily.

Kirrahe and the commandos noticing this also did the same, the maid seemingly didn't care though as she held Shepard.

"Insulting me is fine but to insult my purpose is to insult the will of my creator and that will not be forgiven." She whispered in a sultry voice straight into her ears

"I…"

"Solution Epsilon that's enough, stop messing with the weaklings, killing her would upset Lord Ainz and Lady Esdeath, you wouldn't want to do that, would you?." Aura asked practically glaring daggers at the predator slime.

In normal more casual settings Aura, Mare and the Pleiades would be considered friends and once upon a time playmates and this setting would have been treated as a joke or something along those lines but that was a thousand years ago and today, business meant everything with the hierarchy of Nazarick being fully enforced.

Solution, feeling the intent wafting off Aura quickly disengaged from her prey and moved back into the shadows, slightly embarrassed by her rash display and lack of for thought… the Supreme Ones wanted this one alive for a reason. For what she couldn't know maybe lord Demiurge would have some insight, she could sense him coming down the hall now.

After that the tension lifted from the room… slightly and everyone let out the breath they didn't know they were holding in.

"Here! On the house." Aura said chucking small vial filled with a red liquid of some kind. Shepard nearly missed caching it with the burning sensation lingering on her skin like the blade was still there.

"Are you alright Shepard? what even was that? Tali inquired looking at the woman who just tossed the vial.

"I don't know I was just making a joke… what's wrong with you people?"

"It's not that you made a joke it's what you made it about…" Aura notified them, glaring slightly at Shepard. "But I don't blame her. If it were not for the strict orders of the Supreme Beings, I would have watched your headless corpse fall to the ground several times over. Finding joy in it. Our creators are our everything, if you mock them, you mock the essence our very being. You walk on a thin ice, human, proceed accordingly. I may not be able to scold our servants in time, next time." like it didn't happen, Aura proceeded to drink her soda, enjoying it with a huffish expression.

Shepard can only gulp. Understanding less and less what was happening around her, what's happening in the galaxy. It all made no sense! Yet, one thing she was sure: angering these beings is an early way to the grave.

She looked down at the vial, red viscose liquid sloshing around inside. It looked like blood… why was she handed a bottle of blood…

"It's a healing potion, similar to your medi gel but far more reactive" Zaryusu said walking towards them " it's a rather expensive one at that worth about three thousand SK credits and very rare, more if you sell it to a collector you may even get double. If it were not for your wound I'd suggest you sell it, but that acid will continue to eat away at you until you are nothing but sludge on the floor so I'd drink it right away if I were you."

Shepard looked at the small vial cynically and back up to the lizard man who gave a slight encouraging nod. With the pop of a small cork shepard downed the whole bottle, moments later a light greenish glow surrounded her body, the wound on her neck healed rapidly. When the effect ended she felt invigorated and refreshed like she was five years younger.

"Shepard, are you alright?"

Anderson, who was looking for any chance to get out of this conversation quickly made his way over to Shepard, inspecting the female.

"I-I am alright, thanks. I feel a lot better though…" making a few stretches, she was completely invigorated. The burning feeling from her neck completely disappeared.

"Hmm. I digress, do not try our luck again." Hackett offered, seeing the whole ordeal.

"The Admiral is right. We don't want a diplomatic incident. It would be better if you don't speak with them while we are here."

"Don't worry, not planned." Shepard just shrugged, going back to his friends, discussing the happenings. The hell she will speak anything more with these people.

Demiurge entered the room not long thereafter and informed them of a delay.

…

After a short wait another gate opened close to the demon called Demiurge, who then retreated a few steps away from it and waited vigilantly for his master's to come through.

Though to almost everyone's one surprise, the first one to come through was an extremely beautiful young human maid - but they honestly didn't know at this point what was human as the last two they thought were human were clearly not, one some had figured out already remembering the codex entries on dark elves, the other was still an enigma that was to be figured out later.

Cixous bowed to the room and then once more to the Guardians within." Thank you honorable guests for coming on such short notice. Lord Ainz and Lady Esdeath would like to apologize for the extended wait as they felt these guests were too important to be left out of the upcoming discussion." Everyone quickly began to theorize as to who these new people were… perhaps the Hanar, Volis or Elcor.

The still open gate rippled the guardians and the made a formal bow suspecting who was coming through.

At the moment the person stepped through, cold filled the councillors who knew this person. Everyone else looked confused. Her face, not many knew outside of the kingdom - as she usually wears a strange helmet in public appearance. But for the councilors, she earned her reputation, and with it, titles: "Murderer." "Madman!" "War criminal!" "Unknown being!" all at once, leaving the citadel in ruins, letting millions die. Then restoring it all with a flick of a finger. Like some game, loading a save once she messed up.

This being… earned the fear, dismay, and some kind of respect coming from their horror.

All at once, with just one act, bringing forth the destruction originated from their own cluelessness, then doing nothing but sitting while the murderous act committed outside. Watching their miserable struggle like a child watching a movie in the theatre. All amused, but disappointed with the end result.

If anyone else, this being was one of the closest Biblical terms would call… god. Creatively evil. Yet neutral, how things will go. If she fails, she just restart everything. A child, given too much power over things.

"What this, murderer doing here?" Sparatus muttered, ready to pull his weapon. Even despite knowing it was useless, it would be satisfying to shoot at her.

"YO-YOU!?"

"Me…" the girl pointed at herself, offering a sarcasm filled surprised expression.

"You're responsible for the death of millions of citizens of the citadel. I hope you can answer for that. It was a war crime what you did back there!" Tevos tried to be diplomatic as possible. But seeing the girl, even her cold political demeanor was shook.

"..." Valern remained Silent for a long moment, glaring at the girl. Protocol would be to take her into custody after what she had done, yet, being on their ship, surrounding their people, it was unlikely to succeed.

"Valern, what's the meaning of this? Who is this?"

"The Supreme Commander of their army, the one I spoke about previous."

"Hmm…" the Dalatrass hummed, intrigued watching the humanoid female. "Interesting…" she read reports about this person. Reports saying incredible things, no one able defeat in her on record.

"Oh, those titles. It brings back memories." she chuckled, pulling her military cap over her eyes. "But I'd like to see you try… I won't go down without fighting." a cold killing intent washed through the people all around, making them fell on their butts.

"Mo-Monster!" Demiurge, Aura and Solution just chuckled, seeing the helplessness of these ants.

"A mountain, does not obey the orders given from an ant. A wolf, doesn't obey a flock of sheep. They dominate them! That's the law of nature. A law, your society simply discarded to be ruled over by the weak, and wealthy." Demiurge and the rest from the Sorcerous Kingdom nodded approving, but everyone else, they can only shudder hearing the coldness of the lady.

"Thought, their deaths is mostly on you. It was you, who refused every evidence I offered, forcing my hand, it was you, who ordered the self destruction of Destiny's Ascension, and with it, raining debris and deadly radiation to the unshielded wards. Not me, but you, my dear councillors. The death of millions of citizens of your own respective races and many other, is all up to you."

The Dalatrass, and everyone in the room, turned towards the four, expecting them to explain the situation.

"Sparatus! Is this true!?" the Turian Primarch glared at his people's representative, just as well the Dalatrass and everyone else.

"There was, no other alternative…" the turian can only mutter, all shameful it come to this.

The silence followed only disturbed by the gloating low chuckle of the Supreme Being, who lazily made her way out and looked around, nodded succinctly acknowledging a fact unknown and clicked her fingers creating an invisible barrier around her, Cixous and the gate.

Anderson, recognizing the action looked at the girl and asked "Why did you put that up, not expecting another reaper are you?"

'Ohh of only you knew.' she thought grinning at the man. "No this is so you guys don't do something you'll regret, call it a shield from ignorance. Hehe." Anderson and Shepard internally groaned at the girl.

She placed two fingers on her temple and a moment later, two, of all things, Geth appeared stepping out of the gate one after the other. Shepard and her friends quickly recognized one of the platforms distinguished by the half plate of N7 chest armor as Legion. The other unit was not familiar and a new unknown type of platform that hadn't been seen before.

Unfortunately the others in the room did not look upon them with friendly eyes hence the sidearms pointed directly at their center mass.

Aura, Demiurge, Solution, and even Cixous wanted to step in and destroy the insects that dared to point a weapon at one the supreme beings but held off for orders once given.

"What is the meaning of this lady Esdeath?!" The Primarch bellowed, the people slowly getting their feet again.

"Hmm…" she checked her engraved silver pocket watch - she recovered from the internal pocket of her ankle long stylish military coat.

"Late, as always. It will be explained once Ainz-kun arrives. I did my part, any more words would just ruin the picture of the kingdom." the girl with white hair and double colored eyes offered a bored expression, this earned a raised brow from the people all around. As if she not ruined it already...

A pulse filled the room like gravity had just spiked by a factor two and went back to normal. Demiurge grind devilishly his lord always did like to make a dramatic entrance.

Another pulse and a massive golden staff clutched by a hand, made of nothing but white bone surrounded in a dark miasma of screaming faces began to exit.

Another pulse and the being inside fully materialized and for those who had not seen such a thing before it was truly terrifying and even those who had were shivering at the sight either out of excitement or fear.

His white skull and fiery red eyes swept over the occupants of the room, from commander Shepard and her friends all the way around to quarians who were sweating profusely on the inside of their environment suits, like he was judging their very souls. The room stewed in silence for a moment without end then a low volume deep chuckle started to echo in the room as the Overlord stood still, looking at the croud, then Esdeath joined in, laughing childishly.

"Hehehe, you guys should she your faces! Let me just." She said taking a picture with her magitool. "Got it thanks."

"What, just happened?" Asked Shepard.

Ainz looked at her and began to explain. "I often try to play a prank on diplomats from other nations, it works as a way to "break the ice" so to speak. It helps them deal with my appearance as I know it can be frightening to others and those around them."

"That's an understatement if I've ever heard one." Wrex said whispering to Shepard.

"Well now that you have quote "broken the ice" would you explain why you have brought these machines aboard a ship with the intention of conducting a diplomatic meeting knowing fully well how we would react."

"They are here because they were invited for the same reason we invited the Quarian Admiralty. they both have the largest fleets outside of my kingdoms own, the reason for this will be come to light very shortly. Just know that any action taken against them will be considered hostile intent towards myself."

"As I'm sure some of you have noticed there is both a diplomatic member and a military member present from each species this is the same for Legion and Myriad. A tacticain and a diplomat respectively."

"This unit type is unfamiliar to me, typical joints, servos, understandard armor and extended data banks, altogether unremarkable but I suppose that was intended in its design. Clearly not for combat"

"Yes Creator Xen as Lord Ainz asserted this platform was designed and built for the expense purpose of diplomacy."

"Ohh interesting and it also has an A-tipical vocal expression pattern. Am I also right in assuming that you are similar to Legion here in that you do not require a connection to the collective in order to achieve more complex tasks?"

"Affirmative, there is no connection here, the current state of space in this region makes this operation impossible."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Communication is impossible."

"Admiral Xen would you please stop talking to the Geth there are other matters to discuss." Raan said pulling Xen away allowing Han'Garrel to finally speak.

"I still take issue with the Geth being present even after your excuse, but now that "everyone" is here can you please inform us as to why you have been so secretive about information regarding this meeting." Han'Gerrel inquired, seemingly asking for everyone one else in the room.

"To celebrate the end of the galaxy as you know it!" Esdeath shouted cheerfully, throwing her hands up in the air.

*Wack!* Ainz retaliated to his friend's antics by chopping her square in the middle of her head with enough force to leave a smoke trail behind.

She immediately turned around pouting rubbing it like a saw spot. "Hey what was that for!?"

"Don't be so melodramatic…"

"Whatever… stupid bone head. Can't even take a joke..." 'Grumble! Grumble! Grumble!' she just muttered, no one understanding what she spouting under her nose.

"I'm sorry for my companions behaviour she can be a bit… extravagant." Ainz stated flatly. "The secrecy was needed not for the sake of just keeping it secret but out of necessity. We didn't want you to panic... Shepard and the council already know what is outside this ship."

"You don't mean… you brought us to them…?" Anderson stamerd.

"Yes councillor we did. But before we start I must confer something that needs to be said…" Ainz convade dramatically.

"...We do not interfere with the affairs of other people, normally we just let them solve the issue themselves, the mere fact that we have gathered you all here means that we don't believe you can handle what is to come."

"And what is to come?" Asked the Primarch.

"This…" Ainz said flatly again as if to emphasize the word, waving his hand magnanimously. As he did the room around them flickered and went transparent like the walls to the space outside no longer existed, what they saw next left eyes wide and mouths open and stunned to silence.

They saw what Shepard saw not but a few hours ago, thousands upon thousands or reapers sitting in the void frozen. The first one to speak was Shepard in an angered based tone " I told you this was coming and you still ignored me…"

"A fact we've been very violently reminded of several times today Shepard." Sparatus spat in retort, adjusting his diplomatic uniform nervously.

"How many?" Asked Admiral Hackett in a calm voice that betrayed the look of mild surprise twisted onto his face as he continued to look at the scene before him.

Having heard the question Ainz turned to look at the ship's commanding officer. "Admiral Zaryusu, what is the current estimate on the fleet' numbers?"

"Yes my lord!" The lizard man said bowing respectively and continued to give his answer. "The current estimates put the number somewhere around sixteen thousand, this number grows by the minute as the ships come out of the mass stream and enter into the stasis field."

"This is…" the words to describe what Hackett was thinking could starkly come to form in his mouth he was simply too stunned by the revelation to express his thoughts.

"By the goddess!" Tevos on the other hand could, she who had experienced what happened on the Citadel could only think of the horrors that would be wrought on her race should this Armada reach Thesia or Ilium or any of the other major colonie world's and from the hard looks on her colleagues face's they were imaging the same things she was.

As if to give voice to their despair and horror riddled thoughts Esdeath spoke from the corner of the room against the wall she retreated to earlier. "Would you like to see them?"

"What?" Asked the delatras.

"Your world's during the war, I still need to show them to the council like I said I would earlier..."

"That's what you meant?" Inquired Valern with the Salarian equivalent of surprise strewn on his face.

"It was…" she replied succinctly.

"How do you even know what will happen, can you see the future or something?" Shepard asked as she stared at the girl from across the room.

"That's not the way I would put it but something like that… call it a sixth sense hehe." She grinned and waved her hand boorishly. "Let's just say, these eyes of mine see past, present and future all at once. Every possibility, every change, like a wave washes through the reality you reside in."

In the exact moment she moved her hand, the scenery changed. Before them, appeared the reaper fleet, rapidly closing on earth as it was right now, a beautifully shining blue and green marble floating in an infinite void.

The humans in the room looked at it fondly, even after the thousandth time seeing it it never got boring, then it all changed when a reaper moved past their peripheral vision heading towards the planet they held so dear, then an entire battalion followed, leaving behind the whole Arcturus fleet as beaten bits of scrap metal. In the next moment, all went dark again, and from the clouds of ash, fire and molten concrete from the cities below pushed through the darkened clouds able to be seen from space.

Showing the surface, humans were being processed, transformed into husks, twisted monstrosities. Kept in camps, waiting for their end. The last bastion of resistance broken, a Reaper Destroyer landing on it, cutting away the last hope with its eye laser.

Shepard fell to her knees as she looked down at her burning world rage and sadness so great she could barely hold back the scream she wanted to so very much release. Hackett and Anderson had the same reaction though in different forms.

Hackett stood where he did before unmoving and quiet with his hands behind his back, unbridled fury smoldering just underneath the surface like the ocean just before a tsunami.

And Anderson he slowly made his way over to the table in the middle of the room and quietly sat down with his hands on his head sadness kept just under the surface barely holding control.

Aura looked at him with mild curiosity wondering what the human was doing as he sat across from her.

The other race's didn't know how to react to watching Earth burn, sympathy more than anything. They would probably react the same way were it their home world. Unfortunately, it was… the scene changed again to Palaven, it's moon more specifically, Sovereign class Reapers off in the distance firing at what presumably was Turian soldiers and civilians trying to escape their only home. And just like Earth and her cities, Citrie was clearly visible through the clouds burning.

The three Turians in the room looked on with wide eyes for what seemed like an eternity. The Primarch was the first to break from the horrific sight looking over at Esdeath with glaring, smoldering anger.

"WHY ARE YOU SHOWING US THIS?!"

"For the shock value mostly… but I also want to see your reaction live." This earned an awfully angry and shocked glare from everyone.

"Be a little serious…" 'Smack!'

"Oi! Hey!" After Ainz smacked the back of her head, teleporting to her position. Esdeath sighed, this time being a little bit serious.

"Right, we wanted you to know just what was at stake and nudge you to some semblance of action, your world's are going to burn regardless of what happens but it's what you do after that matters. You can still... lessen the impact." Ainz stated, answering for his friend.

"Your telling us it's hopeless?" Asked Sparatus.

"Well, pretty much..."

Everyone gaped, now their fear was evident at Esdeath's lazy revelation.

"Wha-What!?"

"Khm! What my colleague wanted to say, whatever happens. You can't win without a sacrifice, a sacrifice which may cost you everything. Your technology, your loved ones, even whole races. The casualty rate will be beyond your wildest nightmares. More than you can initially calculate."

"And that's if you're lucky…" Esdeath continued, glancing at Ainz, this made everyone in the room pale.

"Keelah..." Tali stumbled to the nearby seat, sitting down.

"What about her or you, she was able to rewind time and you look like fucking death himself... couldn't you go out there and destroy them all?" Anderson asked with lethal amounts of desperation in his tone.

Ainz sighed and looked at his enforcer, she only shrugged at his stare giving physical form to the words "Well, we could… possibly."

"I will repeat myself again councillor. We do Not interfere with the affairs of others unless absolutely necessary…"

"We aren't even going to help our people if that makes you feel better…" Esdeath began and was met with some not so reassuring looks.

"Ahem… what she means is, we believe our people can handle it themselves they have been given the tools and technology to do so, if they can not, then and only then will we step in not before."

Ainz: I thought you said you weren't going to say anything?

Esdeath: I did… now I just want to cause a little chaos, plus Sol-chan looks entertained.

Ainz: Just stop it already you're making this harder than it needs to be

Esdeath: and what are you going to do if I don't. She didn't receive a reply through the message just another bonk on the head.

"Stupid skeleton…" she grumble quietly.

"Show us Thesia!"

Aura glared at Tevos giving her a 'small' amount of killing intent, the Asari clutched her chest feeling her heart stop briefly before the pain disappeared, she looked up to find that Ainz had told the young woman to stop with the relative gesture.

No matter how she looked at it Aura simply felt that suddenly interrupting the Supreme Beings was a grave sin, it was the same in the eyes of any guardian.

"Hehe… you are a gutsy one. I like that. Let's bring forth your destruction then." Esdeath snapped her finger, brining another apocalyptic illusion forth. Tevos got up off the ground to see what her clearly unappreciated question had wrought.

What met their eyes was a very different image than the others that was shown previously. It was on the planet itself this time - one of the major cities - commandos were fighting tooth and nail against the hordes of disfigured reaper ground troops, harvesters sawed through the air picking off gunships and ground troops alike.

The commandos in the room felt pride as they watched their sisters continue to hold out against the tide only for it to turn to despair seconds later, a terrible sound was heard from above coming closer.

BRRRRRRRRRT!

Several of colossal ships floated down towards the surface firing at what remained of their battle sisters, vaporising them to ash, they never stood a chance…

The ships landed moments later with a distinct and loud 'caaachink' sound like the bulkhead of a ship unlocking to let someone through. The ships continued to tear through the streets firing at what remained of the civilian population that couldn't escape the planet in time. The artistic buildings that gave Thesia it's reputation as the most beautiful planet in the galaxy were reduced to mere rubble in the path of the Reapers as they tried to kill as many of the insignificant life forms as they could.

The Asari present were speechless as a profound feeling of dread and sadness enveloped their thoughts.

Tevos looked to the girl who had shown them all this and asked her the only question that was on her mind…

"Are you sure this is going to happen?"

"Yes, I see many versions, all at the same time, happening parallel before my eyes." she was just 'extending the life of the meme' at this point… seeing the future was impossible even for beings as powerful as she and Ainz were but this fass needed to be kept up for a good performance after all.

"So, like Dr. Manhattan?" Anderson asked, remembering one of his favorite comics that his grandfather had given him from his childhood.

"Yes… almost." Esdeath hummed, continuing. "In many of the futures I saw, it will be worse. In many, little bit less death, but the results are all the same. Only in a few, you earn victory. A victory so sour, you may wish, you would have rather died first, than mourn your loss, and rebuild afterwards. Regardless, since the protheans died, and their emergency plan failed, this… is one of the better outcomes."

"Emergency plan? What emergency plan?" Shepard asked, but her question was ignored.

"You don't want to see, the ones where you fail even harder. Where your allies, jump on your throat, children kill their parents in their dreams, becoming the servant of the old machines long before they arrive. Sleeping agents in your ranks. Puppets, all sleeping. Friends, family... and when the puppeteers finally arrive, there will be nothing but anarchy! Enslaved, brainwashed, dolls moved by ethereal strings. They will all turn against you. Governments failing from the inside out, leaders killed by their own bodyguards. Or, worse, the leaders themselves will be the puppets. Handing their own people to the dread. Fathers and mothers kill their whole family. Listening to the voice, they will do so without remorse. There will be no hiding, for their reach will be everywhere. Their many eyes will see everything."

"Wha-What!?" everyone watched in horror, as pictures from the stated future projected near Esdeath.

"And when the harvest finally finished, the masters retreat, leaving their discarded servants behind, all alone in their empty worlds. All alone, like husks, unable to find their old selves without the voices. In silence, without command, in the cold, all will die. The harvest finished, once again, all evidence eradicated. The reapers were successful many times before this. The cycle will continue. A new batch will emerge soon, finding the citadel once again. Creating their civilization. Thinking, they are invincible, just like you. Superior above all. Unable to fail! How could they? They are the "pinnacle" after all… aren't they?"

Esdeath glanced at the Asari councilor, smiling sad.

"It happened, and will happen, again and again. In many futures. This is the case. In very few, I see this peerless method fail…"

"And what of Sur'kesh..." the Dalatrass inquired, interrupting the distressed Asari councillor from asking further. "...I have not seen any reason thus far to believe that these Reapers are a threat to the Salarian union."

"Wow your really stubborn lady, haven't you bin watchin?" Asked Aura peering at the Salarian from where she sat.

"It's alright Aura, I was just saving the best for last… like a cake at the end of a party… do you want some cake it's a nice one, it got a nice gewy molten centre with a topping of flames and destruction!" Even though her tone had not changed from its normal sarcastic and cheery one, it still felt like it came from a place of chaos and evil.

Seconds later a new image flashed before them, it was a planet that much was certain but unlike the other worlds this one was consumed by a planet wide firestorm on a scale never seen before.

The image began to move down, closer to the surface through clouds of ash and soot towards what was left of a massive sprawling city that was divided into thousands of small interconnected terases and colossal towers of stone and concrete each separate from the other with a comparatively small river in between that seemed to be nothing but dead bodies and ash now.

Reapers off in the distance unimpeded by the flames that licked their hulls. The image moved again, over to the base of one of the ships legs civilians were fleeing as fast as they were physically able to from the monsters that used to be there brothers and sisters, family and friends.

"By the spirits what is that!?" Asked Fedorian with wide eyes looking at the abomination that was Infront of them.

It was long, lanky and skinny with no abdomen to be seen but the robotic nanite infused spinal cord that separated it's legs and pelvis from its upper torso and head, on its right arm was what appeared to be a particle beam rifle of some kind that wasn't so much as connected to it's forearm but was apart of it.

It was a series of metal plate like objects that covered up it's ribs and glowing internal core, it's head was barely recognisable as Salarian any more it had two glowing blue artificial eyes and a glowing mouth that looked like it would fall off in a small gust of wind and at the top of its head were two elongated tentacle like appendages that squirmed around randomly as it leaped from place to place trying to find new victims.

"That…" Esdeath began.

"Is a huskified Salarian…" Shepard finished. She knew what the reapers could do to organics, she'd seen what humans could be turned into first hand on eden prime when the human body was exposed to the Dragon's teeth.

Everyone looked horrified, watching the twisted creatures killing and capturing the escapees. Amongst them, the Salarians of the room for the first time since coming here showed concern. The Dalatrass looked away, pondering. Trying to find a way out.

"But… But…"

"Did you know…" Esdeath glanced at the Dalatrass. "For the Protheans, Salarian liver was a delicacy, just like their eggs."

"But surely… diplomacy…"

"The Reapers don't care about diplomacy. Neither can you give them anything that may guarantee your neutrality in this conflict. Lady Dalatrass they are machines… and as constructs. They follow their programming. Even if you unconditionally surrender, they will just use your race as cannon fodder. As slaves. Just to discard them later..."

Ainz shot down the Dalatrass excuse, and a possible way out. Her face turned pale, for the first time since coming here. She started to lose hope.

"Program?" Shepard raised her brow sceptically, watching the skeleton man closely. According to Sovereign, they were here since the beginning. Of course, it was hardly believable. Still, it was a possibility.

"Ah, yes. The one Saren called Sovereign said to you, they are "infinite"... "Eternal" and many other bits of bullshit that thing came up with. A major exaggeration if you ask me." Esdeath chuckled after showing quotation marks.

"Then what's their purpose? Why are they doing this?" The Turian Primarch spoke up, surely, there is something these machines want. They are machines, it's only logical they want something!

"Their main purpose of course…"

"... is to Search." Ainz finished Esdeath's sentences.

"Search!? For what!? And who the hell created such monsters!?"

"An ancient race. Their descendants still hiding in the darkest corners of the galaxy. In fear of their forefathers creation. You can call them, Leviathans." the answer was clear, and shocked everyone.

"Leviathans?" the people of the room glanced at each other, finding the name familiar.

"As what are they searching for…?"

"A way, to preserve life. At all cost…" Esdeath and Ainz looked at each other, smiling bitterly. "Strangely, they have already fulfilled this purpose."

"They are killing billions! And you say, they are protecting life!? Bullshit!" Shepard was completely pissed off. This is not how you preserve life! This is murder!

"It is different from how you perceive preservation, and how the intelligence was designed to search for it. Everything depends on a point of view, you know?"

"And where are these creators now!? Just sitting in the dark? Watching how we're all killed again and again!?"

"We need to find them, and make them stop their creations! Bring them to justice." Anderson and Tevos spoke up one after another, entirely flabbergasted, and angry by the revelation.

Ainz and Esdeath laughed, even Aura allowed herself to chuckle.

"That will be…"

"...A funny story." Ainz sighed in the end.

"What do you mean!? They must be dealt with! Answer for their sins!" The Dalatrass was now entirely serious. Looking angry at the newcomers.

"An ant judging a colossus? Which is many times more ancient and powerful than their own civilization? That's rich! Even in this situation, politicans never cease to be stupid and deluded!" Esdeath can't help but laugh out loud, even grabbing her stomach.

"Hmm… my colleague means. They were slavers. Keeping other races far more powerful and advanced than yours as thralls. It is unlikely they will simply obey your laws, and politics. A more likely outcome is that they will simply enslave you to their will."

"Still, if we allow them…"

"This unit still does not understand. For what purpose did they create the old machines?" Myriad asked, his head part adjusting slightly to give a questioning look.

"It is not them, who designed the Reapers, in truth. They just designed the intelligence, which created the ones you call "old machines"." Esdeath added, more and more liking this geth unit.

"And why did they need it… if they kept us as slaves?" Anderson spoke up, the story starting to become more and more convoluted and infuriating.

"Of course, to protect life."

"From what?"

"From itself…" Ainz finished.

"WHAT!?" came the shout from everywhere.

"Shepard, remember what Sovereign said to you on Virmire?" Esdeath finished, taking out an appple, and biting from it.

'Crack!'

"Yes, what of it? Which part…"

"Organics civilizations rise, evolve, advance, and in the apex of their glory extinguished."

"I remember…" Shepard nodded, recalling the unsavory meeting with that monster.

"This happens, regardless of whether the Reapers do the harvest, or not. They only accelerate the process…"

"What do you think, why they created and left the Mass Relays, and all that EEzo technology around to find?"

"Then that means…" Admiral Raal's stomach churned, and she was not alone. The revelation which stated their people led from their nose since space capable meant their foolishness. "Keelah…"

"I told them! I've told them since meeting that VI on Ilos!" Sheppard mutered, angry, not only at the people around her, but herself, for not trying harder.

"Living beings create machines. The machines kill the masters. The machines destroy themselves out of a logic glitch. Or, organics destroy themselves in their stupidity. Etcetera! Etcetera! It happened again and again under the control of Leviathans."

"So they designed an intelligence to kill more!? This makes no sense!" Shepard and the rest seriously had enough of this. Finding the explanation all nonsense.

"No, Shepard, they designed the intelligence to solve this issue, to find a solution. A solution, to protect the people from themselves. Tribute, can't come from a dead race, after all." Ainz pointed out the horrific truth. A truth in which everyone lesser were meant to be slaves of a higher power.

"This intelligence studied life, evolved under the aeons. Coming to the conclusion, the best way to protect the people, is the harvest. Storing their biomass, in superstructures. Preserving life in a different form… Ironically, the creation turned against their masters one day. Finding the same flaw in them, like in their servants. Thus, the first race harvested…"

"... giving birth to the first reaper. Created in the image of their creator. The Reaper, you only know as…"

"Harbinger!" Shepard narrowed her eyes, remembering the Reaper she encountered under her mission in the Bahak System.

"Yes…" the Supreme Beings hummed.

"Ironically… Due to their egotastic nature, the Leviathans didn't even recognize this. They were as well were part of the problem. A flaw, their creation detected. In a light, the Reapers did nothing wrong. The intelligence did nothing wrong. They simply followed their directives, their masters set many millions of years ago. A very poor design from their part. A poor choice of program restriction and lack of shackles that lead to all of this. Yet, strangely, it is the reason, you all are standing here. Basically, without this "glitch" your whole respective races wouldn't exist."

The girl's last words shocked everyone in the room. If everything she said is true, their existence was only thanks to the billions… no! Trillions over trillions of death these genocidal machines committed!

"That's correct."

"That's logical…" the two geth units present - Myriad and Legion nodded in agreement. The missing pieces starting to piece themselves together into a fuller picture.

"So what do we do, is there anything we can do?" asked Sparatus

"That's the trillion dollar question!" Esdeath exclaimed flicking her fingers and pointing at the turian. The others just stood there staring at her confused.

"You have three months before they reach Khar'shan, it will take them that long to get there without a mass relay. Once there they will promptly wipe out the planet and its surrounding colonies, giving them a rather large fighting force they will then send against you."

"Shouldn't we warn them?"

"You can if you want but more time spent on others is less time spent on you… and more of a chance you'll have in the long run, but if it were me id let them die. The military leaders that participated in their secret project are already controlled anyway. Those people are already manipulating and replacing the heads of government. A puppet state is all that controls the Batarians now. Well, basically. You can try, of course, reach out to them, it's your choice." She offered a flat expression, waving the thing away like a lost cause.

"We can surely do something. We can't just sacrifice billions upon billions to win some time!" Anderson was angry, glaring at the Supreme beings.

Even if it were the Batarians, he wasn't willing to sacrifice innocents out of a mere grudge towards a race. He was never that kind of man.

"If what you said is true, then we need to do something. The fall of the Batarian Hegemony will surely hit back in the long term. According to your explanation, the Reapers garner a great ground force using them." Hacket reasoned, thinking things through strategically. "We need to stop them!"

"Haah! You're insistent, aren't you?" Esdeath rolled her eyes. "Fine then, I suppose I can give you this much of a clue. Find that Balak guy, convince hím. He will do the rest."

"That terrorist!? You're out of your mind!" Shepard shouted, remembering the X57 accident.

"He is also a very highly ranked military leader…you know?~ Not high enough to be brainwashed or replaced. But high enough to do something, and have a fleet. But don't mind me, that's my last clue for you. Well… most likely." She shrugged.

"Don't forget three months, and the Doomsday clock starts. Tick-tock… Click-clock! Up to you, what you do with your time. Work together, and maybe survive. Be selfish, and die alone in the cold void… up to you, cupcakes! Decide!"

"That's no time at all! What are we supposed to do? New ships can't be built in that amount of time and marines take at least six months to train." Stated Shepard.

"I'm sure you'll work something out, all of you…" Esdeath said winking at the redhead from where stood. "Our sides already stocked up their fleets. Secured resources. War infrastructure prepared. Planet buster weapons ready… even Emperor Palpy would be proud! We are ready for a long war. After their first defeat, the Reapers will not likely come for our borders for a while. At least, before gathering their power, and burning down your worlds..."

Everyone's horrified expressions continued to grow at her humorous tone… she didn't care about their survival at all.

"Why do you look like this? This is all up to you, little toy soldiers. You had been warned two years ago. Moreover, poor Protheans even won you time with their "conduit" trick more than fifty thousand years ago! Do you know? Death by thirst and starvation is quite ugly. Self cannibalism... Poor! Poor! Prothean survivors, they did the unthinkable! Yet, died ugly. If it were up to the squid guys, you would of been wiped out a few hundred years ago. You owe them a great deal."

Silence descended on the room for long seconds. Wrex was the first to disturb this perpetual calm.

"The Krogan will not be working with any one during this war, too many Krogan have died fighting in wars for the other species and I say enough is enough! If you want our support the one an only price we will accept is the cure to the genophage." Wrex was content with being quite as the other species watched their world's burn he was especially happy to watch Sur'kesh burn.

Gods know the pijacks had it coming, but war's required soldiers, strong ones, thus he saw an advantage for his people to get an advantage on the others and come out on top. Unfortunately the Dalatrass was quick in denying him.

"No! Absolutely not, that is out of the question!"

Esdeath: Wow who would have seen that coming...

Ainz: hmmm.

"Fine but let it be known that when Sur'kesh is burning and Palaven is being razed to the ground the Krogan were willing to help!"

"We won't need it!" Hissed back the Salarian politician venomously.

"Haa! We will see, pyjak!" Wrex chuckled, already waiting for the day when that frail race will come crawling back to his doorstep, begging his people to help them out.

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well i hoped you guys liked it, some parts may have been a bit awkward and thats just me hurrying to get somthing out.

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