Chapter 6: The Golden Throne
Ainz sat on his throne in the Capital of Nazarick in deep contemplation, the Inquisitors had brought him news from both the fronts that 3 new world items had been discovered in the both areas of war. One in the Republic and the other two WCI's had been discovered in the Great Red Dragon Temple in the central Republic, luckily they had no idea what they were and considered them holy relics. The first was the necklace of immortality, it made the user resistant to physical harm as long as he had it on, of course it would be easy to rip off in a battle so it did not assure the wearer was invulnerable. The second item was what interested him, it was the All Seeing Eye of Odin, it was a device that one would put over their eye andit would allow the user to go wherever they wanted, in a type of out of body experience. It was of great use for information gathering, the downside and all WCI's had downsides was that he would be completely vulnerable while using it.
Then there was the floating city that he had finally surrounded with his Dark army and sent in inquisitors to investigate. It turned out to be the Guild headquarters of one of the player groups that came before, but the Platinum Dragon lord was protecting the items as he had taken a sworn duty and was the last obstacle to taking the city. When he heard the WCI that was contained there he realized why the dragon protected the treasure, it was the called the Throne of Thrones. It was a simple throne but when sit upon the user could see, and manipulate all mana flow and distribution in the entire world, or even universe for that matter it was for those who excelled in dungeon building. The original reason why it was made was so anyone could make a dungeon anywhere they wanted thus breaking the rules of the game. Ainz thought about how Guilds would use it to build a dungeon right in the middle of an enemy base to start the attack spawning enemies in their own Guild halls even.
When Ainz had heard about how these two WCI's were in play he could not help but think that since the usage rule was no longer applicable in this world he could combine these two items and make the Golden Throne. He could be all knowing, all seeing, move at the speed of thought, he could slow down time for himself and get 100 years work done in a second, he could be anywhere at anytime. The main reason he wanted to do this was because he knew he was not the man his Guardians thought he was but with this Golden throne he would be, all knowing, all seeing, everywhere and would be able to make decisions in a second.
There was an ultimate price to pay though, if he were to sit on his Golden Throne he would have to be encased in it and guarded at all times as his physical body would be completely vulnerable. Then there was Albedo, would she join him to be encased in a prison of metal for hundred if not thousands of years at a time. He had to do it, one upside was that he could inhabit the body of a stronger being for a time before he burnt out the body, it was a type of avatar so to speak. The downside is the person taking Ainz's consciences would only last a day. All these question swirled around his head but he had already made his mind.
Looking out at everything he would have to admit missing the material universe, although he was undead he still took pleasure of having a corporeal body. He sighed or tried to, all of this to make his friends, children happy but he knew it must be done. He walked over to his current throne that held the most important secret in the Imperium, it was the entrance to Nazarick and directly below where he was sitting, covered with a huge amount of magic seals that would take an army of skilled magicians to get half way through if they were lucky. That was not even counting the castle and town defences, it was impenetrable as he looked down contemplating how many guardians would follow him into his sleep to arise only to serve him as he was deep in thought he heard someone clear his throat.
Ainz looked up and said, "Ah yes my son Momonga I am sorry about the short timing but I wanted to meet with you."
Momonga smiled and said, "Anytime father I live to serve you, now tell me what is troubling you?"
"Umu, yes I would like to know what can you see about my future?" Ainz asked.
"As you know father I can see most people's futures through theirs deaths and since you as far as I know do not die in the future I am sorry to tell you I cannot see anything." Momonga replied.
"That is what I needed to know, as you know two WCI's have appeared and apart they are not very strong, but once we obtain them one lets me see everything, travel anywhere, the other let me manipulate events, influence people, through mana flow and external influence" Ainz said.
"That is fantastic father we should have them within the month!" Momonga said with excitement.
"Well, there is a problem, as long as I am using them by body is completely vulnerable, so I would be encased in a golden throne surrounded by our guards and magic seals. I would be able to manifest through a vessel but only for a day and that would only be once in a very great while to give guidance to the Imperium." Ainz said slowly.
"I see that is a problem, mother would not like this one bit infact she would want to be with you the entire time." Momonga said.
"There is no talking your mother out of anything, I was hoping you could try but the more I think the more I feel it will be useless, so I wanted to tell you my intentions, I will always be watching and guiding you and everyone in the Imperium, but if I do this I will need people that I can use as a vessel before they burn out. Can I trust you with Terra and the protection of the Golden Throne my son?" Ainz asked knowing what the answer was.
"Yes I will watching after you, mother and Terra in your absence!" Momonga beamed.
"I will still manifest and give orders you would be in charge of Terra but the universe will be for my new conquest, I think I should spend time looking for lands far away in the heavens, for our Imperium to grow and I will still be Emperor you shall be the first Highlord of Terra, how does that sound? Ainz said tapping his finger on his throne.
"Father you are to gracious, first my own nation then the entire planet, I shall do you proud" Momonga bowed.
"What of War Master are you willing to give up the crusade into the heavens?" Ainz asked.
"We will always have capable Generals but being the Highlord of Terra would be perfect for me and Alabaster to start a family and I can be around for our children instead of gallivanting about the Galaxy, I am content father" Momonga gushed.
"Good, good, it will be done, now remember we still have a ways to go but when the planet is ours then our plan will go into action." Ainz replied.
"Yes first we must collect these world items and take the planet and then heaven's!" Momonga replied.
"Good then lest us begin!" Ainz said as he stood up and discussed the finer points of the plan.
2
Martellus looked out of the Kastral Class ship as they flew to Akuma island to pick up a new group of Terran Marines that were going to fortress monastery Tempest. After the tragic occurrence in Restrall, the war came to a grinding halt. The Imperial Guard and Marines occupied one third of the Republic and the next major offensive needed the new Marine unit and so he was going to pick them up and train the new Primarch and get them battle ready.
Meanwhile St. Nemu was gathering women who were strong enough to become sisters of battle, most of them were strong ex-adventurers but the hardest part was going to be training them in the new battle suits. Unlike the Marines that the suits were built for the sisters of battle would only have normal being from around the Imperium with no gene seed and that would make things more difficult. He was glad he was only overseeing and assisting her with that matter as her first batch of aspirants were completely out of control.
"Grand Primarch we are only five minutes out!" A Magos said to him and walked on.
"Akuma Island, what a total hellhole but I guess anything ran by a demon should be called that,"Martellus thought. The hum of the ship began to slow and the ship flew down to land on the new port the island created especially for these types of huge flying ships. He like the Kastral much more that the thunderhawks and they seemed safer, he felt the Thunderhawks would fall out of the sky anytime when he rode in those, by the way they shook in flight.
Martellus looked out the window in time to see Akuma Island, the flying island that was in charge of all sky travel regulations and taxing, it was also the home to the biggest psychopath in the Imperium, Demiurge was on the island, and Martellus was not did not like him one bit. He could not tolerate him and he had a pretty good idea that Demiurge did not like him either, in fact he did not think Demiurge liked anyone but the Emperor and maybe some of the other guardians but anyone else not from holy Nazarick were trash. The Kastral class ship came in and landed at one of the many new port stations that had been built in the last six months to handle all the the ships. The ship docked and extended its landing gear and extended its ramp, Martellus got up and with every ounce of self control he acted like he was happy to be there.
As Martellus walked of the ship he was flanked by Zane and Julia, he had warned them of what they were about to see and also to never talk about what they saw either, when they agreed he took them. As he strode down the ramp Martellus stomach dropped, standing right in front of the ramp was Demiurge and a few of his acolytes, Demiurge had his hands out like he wanted to give him a hug. Martellus new better this was the posture of a being that was mocking him as a weaker being, it was totally open for attack almost asking him to strike but he knew there was no way he could scratch him.
Martellus strode forward and then bowed and said, "Lord Demiurge, it is always a pleasure!"
He walked forward and started to inspect him, then he took his hands and looked at Martellus's teeth, "Very good, you are coming right along on schedule." Demiurge said.
"What!" Martellus said.
"Well nothing's written in stone but walk with me in private." Demiurge said.
Martellus nodded to his retinue and then started to walk with Demiurge toward what he had to guess was the new Marine unit in sparring in pits.
"Martellus you are my crowning achievement, ever since I have gotten here I have been trying to make hybrids but failed but with the God Emperor's knowledge of DNA and other scientific and magic marvels we were able to crack the gene code and create you along with the others, but change is in the air, I do not expect you to understand this but when the Emperor takes the golden throne four of the guardians will be picked and elevated to the Guardians of Chaos, I will be one of those four, you will have to choose which one you will serve. Whether you chose me or not I care not but you are my creation." Demiurge said with a smiled as he adjusted his glasses,
"Why Lord Guardian are you telling me this?" Martellus asked.
"Because you dull creature, you seem to be the only one in the entire court that does not know that after the War there will be a power struggle for you, as all the Chaos Guardians feel the quickest way to power is through you and nothing more." Demiurge said.
"What is a daemon prince," Martellus asked.
"A champion of sorts of the Chaos Guardian they will imbue you with their power and in return you will conquer nations and worlds in the name of the Imperium and bring honor to the Guardian and the Imperium, each world the guardian conquered is his to rule. These are the rules set before us by the God Emperor but enough of this talk I have a new primarch to introduce you to." Demigure said.
They walked forward and to Martellus surprise he did not see regular Terran Marines but men like looked sort of like wolves, they had long canines and were much more hairy than a normal Terran Marine.
"These are my newest creation there unit name for now are the Terran Wolves, I spliced them with a modified version of the lythro-virus, they have an acute sense of smell, pack mentality without any drawbacks of being a werewolf. They will make excellent fighters due to their abilities, make sure you use full use of them Primarch Russ come here!" Demiurge shouted.
A tall muscular man ran up to him and saluted, "Primarch Russ reporting for duty Sir!"
Demiurge smiled and said, "Good, this is Grand Primarch Martellus the Red, I know you have read about him, it is his job for now to train all the new Primarchs until they are ready to lead their Chapter on their own, so I will leave you, they are already loading the Kastral with the Marine unit you can leave within the hour, now I have work to do we have a new batch that I must get ready, so goodbye and Martellus remember what I said." Demiurge said in a voice that would send shivers up anyone's back and turned around and began to bark orders to his retinue behind him.
Martellus was looking at Russ, his first impression seemed he was a capable fellow a few years younger than him, but you would not mistake him for being human or at least as human as any of the hybrids were with the gene-seed.
"Primarch Russ, I have trained Primarch Rogal and Dorn and they were very fast learners, they have been approved to lead their Chapters and are battle field ready what about you? Martellus asked.
"Sir I have studied all of your military and battle history, I will not fail you" Russ barked back.
"Good, do you have any sort of code or creed you live by." Martellus asked.
"Why yes, nothing to underhanded, or wrong as long as victory is obtained for the Emperor and Imperium." Russ replied
Martellus was shocked a little the first two primarchs had no personality but is seemed Demiurge was doing more into shaping them before they left.
"That is quite the philosophy but I don't think that is a good creed for your Chapter so think about that one for awhile." Martellus said.
"Yes Sir! I will do that." Russ replied.
"Go get in your armour and meet me at the ship in 15 minutes, the less time I spend here the better." Martellus said walking over to the ship to speak with Zane and Julia.
When he finally got over there Zane had his multi-pad checking inventory and personnel as they boarded the ship and Julia was sitting on a fallen column listening to the latest show broadcast of The Forbidden Love on her vox set. She was spacing out so he had to walk in front of her to get her attention, when she did finally notice him she jumped up and paused the show on her device.
"Sorry Grand Primarch what can I do for you." Julia said as she brushed off her priestly robe.
"I just had a very strange talk with Demiurge, he told me that 4 Chaos guardians will be chosen when the God Emperor takes the Golden Throne and I shall have to pick one to serve, what does that mean?" Martellus said.
Julia sighed, and thought that this man was so clueless, "In the Necroteuch that is exactly what is said, that you will become champions of the Guardians of Chaos of the Imperium to tame the stars of heaven."
"Yes but what does that mean?" Martellus asked.
"Grand Primarch the God Emperor proclaimed that the Chaos Guardians will be his agents but mortals shall be their agents in the world, he proclaimed that they are to conquer the Universe and bring glory to his name. One rule that must never be broken is that there shall be no fighting within the Imperium especially between the Guardians, so logically you are the one to lead the armies, so when the Chaos Guardians arise they shall do all in their power to recruit you. Before the God Emperor takes the Throne you shall announce your allegiance and go into the stars, and become the daemon prince of the Imperium" Julia said.
"That sounds ghastly I am no daemon, nor would I pledge loyalty to none other than the Emperor." Martellus said.
"Well, much of the prose in the Necroteuch is poetic and could just be in name only but you are part daemon because of the Holy gene-seed in your chest contains demon you have to remember, also I found that it also states "the daemon prince" not one of four so it could be that you are the only one." Julia said with a shrug.
"What is the Golden Throne?" Martellus asked.
"Oh, it is an actual throne that the God Emperor will encase his holy visage and enable him to go out into the stars and guide the Imperium everywhere at once, for he is omnipotent and omnipresent, or so says the scripture. Rumours say he is creating it right now with fearsome magic." Julia said.
"Whaaa..?" Martellus was lost.
"Martellus you are a good man but sometimes the Emperor be praised! Look, think of it like this right now he is the God of this world but after he ascends to the Golden Throne he will be a God of all the stars. Do you get it?" Julia said rubbing her temples as she knew Martellus did not have much more of a capacity than fighting and killing and it seemed like he was getting duller due to what they did to him.
"Yes that makes perfect sense, why did you not just say that to start with, well you better get on the ship and give a benediction to the new chapter as we fly to Tempest." He said as he began to walk away.
Julia followed behind him worrying about Martellus as he seemed to be changing in his mind as his body changed with the procedures that he had received in the Holy city of Carne but it could just be stress. Afterall he had more responsibility than any other man in the Empire except for the crown. She would still grind her body to dust and follow him to the end of the stars it was just that he was such a good man but he had no idea the machinations that wanted to use him and she did not want him to be a puppet.
3
There were 20 Thunderhawks in the fleet that was flying low and fast, it had been one week since the new Chapter the Terran Wolfs had taken their Monastery post at Tempest when the orders came in. The Grand Primarch was to lead a the incursion into the Central Republic and take the Temple of the Red Dragon then await further instructions. Martellus was less than happy as he would rather have Dorn or Rogal in this mission since it was a high value target. The upside was that all the Wolf's were fully trained and equipped with the new Bolt gun so he was sure that they could take the larger no problem, holding it would be the tough part.
The part of the plan that made him nervous was that they would be ten kilometres behind enemy lines and would have to do a snatch and grab or else they were stuck if anything went wrong. The estimated time was twenty four hours if it did and if that was not bad enough he had four Inquisitors breathing down his neck about the treasure room and the recovery of artifacts but would not tell him anything more.
They would land five miles outside the town the temple was in, north on the mountain tops, then they would one hour to get into position and then take the town and the temple. The temple was at the middle and was a large Ziggurat with a ten foot exterior wall around it, so it would be easy to protect. The problem was the townspeople because once they took the Temple they would have to stay on premises until they were relieved. That meant that any townspeople could call local Militias or Armies to their location and a pitch battle would begin. The idea to kill all the townspeople was floated but Martellus overruled the idea, the killing of the entire Gillscale town still haunted him, he did it when he was angry and swore to never act like that again.
"Ten minutes to drop" one of the pilots said over the vox.
Martellus looked at his armour and almost had to laugh, he looked like a walking charm, he had so many trophies given to him to wear: skulls of his enemies, teeth from dragons, and a wolf pelt on given to him by Russ to wear on his back. It had gotten to the point where he had Zane rotate the gifts given to him from the different chapters. The good news was that the Emperor drew back the total number to 10 chapters for now so he only had six more Primarch to train before he was given his own Chapter. Plus he thought by the time we had ten Primarchs the others could train the next ten while he got ready to assault the stars.
"One minute to drop" the co-pilot voxed.
Russ was right beside him he could tell because all of the Terran Wolf's did not wear helmets so they could use their keen senses. He looked over to Russ and said, "Are you ready?"
Russ looked over at him and said, "Yes sir, we cannot wait to see some action!"
"Great, I must admit I am looking forward to see what these bolt guns can do, remind all your men to carry as many cartridges as possible we might be there for awhile." Martellus said.
"Yes Sir, we also have gotten a flamers for every company for a total of ten." Russ replied.
"Really, I heard they were still not battle ready well they will need plenty of promethium, I was surprised we got these Krack grenades, only ten a man but when I used them on the range I was impressed." Martellus replied.
"Landing in ten seconds" the voxed voice said.
The Thunderhawk started to rattle and shake, Martellus did not want to look afraid but he hated not being in control of his own fate. The Thunderhawk shuddered and landed the back ramp came down.
"Go, go, go!" Martellus screamed as all the Wolves ran out the back of the of the Thunderhawk, then as quickly that the ship landed it took off. Then the next ship came down and the processes repeated. Martellus looked around and saw that they were dropped at the top of a Mountain Range that overlooked the town. It was the dead of night and they had to get down infiltrate the town and take the Temple by dawn. After the last Thunderhawk landed the entire chapter plus Martellus were standing around on top of a snow covered peak.
"Listen we have four hours to get down the mountain, the town had around 100 to 500 guards, we will blow the wall with a metacharge and then rush through the town and then secure the temple." Martellus said to Russ.
"Roger that Grand Primarch, we will proceed now if you desire" Russ said.
"Good, have your men split into their companies and have the commanders make sure no one gets left behind, let's send your best scouts ahead" Martellus replied.
Russ ran over and got his men into formation, then with the help of the scouts they found a mountain trail that helped speed up the trek down the mountain. The troop movement down the mountain went as planned, a few units ran into a great bear and a snow fiend but they made quick work of them with chainswords. Then as then they all formed up by the south wall, there was only one way in and that was through the east gate but that was not a problem.
"Russ I don't think a metacharge is a good idea, let's scale the wall," Martellus said,
"Ahead of you sure a few of the boys made these ladders out of vellum from the bear and a few trees." Russ said with a smile.
"Good man, you know you are much quicker study than the others." Martellus said.
"Yes Sir, thank you sir." Russ said.
So a thousand Marines went over the wall in the cover of night, when all of them were over they fanned out and made their way to the Temple.
Russ was excited he was with his group of top men, he smelt the air he could smell his battle brothers to the left and right, he could also smell the Grand Primarch and how he smelled like his brothers but many other things, he could not help but when he did the hackles on his neck stood up. He could tell the Primarch was much stronger than he was but something about him made his wolf instincts told him to be aware of him. They carefully stalked through the town, he could hear every sound, smell every being, he could tell this was a demihuman town.
As they rounded a corner they ran into a patrol of five city guards, for a split second they paused in fear, he grabbed his chainsword and thumbed the activation rune and lunged forward. He cut the first man in half and then punched the second man in the stomach, blood spewed out of his mouth and he fell to the ground in a crumpled to the ground in a dead heap.
The third guard tried to swing his sword but he beheaded but Russ's second guard, the last two guards tried to run, Russ without thinking took out his bolt pistol and snapped two shots off as the two guards heads blew up like ripe melons. Then all hell broke loose as the sound alerted the guards in town and lights started to turn on all over the place.
"Quick everyone run to the Temple before the vaults are closed!" Martellus yelled. He looked over at the inquisitor who was completely pissed and shot him a displeased look. Russ might have been quicker but he acted way more rashly.
They were only a few hundred feet away from the front gate of the Temple so the group ran as fast as they could through the main road. As they approached the square, Russ realized they must have ran right into one of the staging points for the city guards, there were about twenty getting into formation. Russ while running took up his bolt gun and started to take shots. His first ripped through the torso of the first guard and punched a hole through the man behind him. His two other men and Martellus started to shoot and the group of guard heads and bodies started to explode. The guards began to panic but the last man fell before they even knew what was happening.
They all ran to the front gate where two guards were standing, Russ snapped of two quick shots that blew the chest out of both men, they ran through the temple, Martellus told everyone to take out their chainswords. In the courtyard there were random guards standing around fires, the wolves started to pour through the front gate and mow down anyone who was unfortunate to be there. Martellus instructed two companies to man each wall, as they were thick enough for a man to stand on them. Three companies were to secure the wall with the gate and Russ and Martellus company would take the Temple. As everyone ran into position Russ could hear the sound of random shots as the Wolves took out the guards on the walls and secured the compound. Martellus and Russ ran up the stairs and took out another two guards with well placed head shots.
Martellus said over the vox, "Everyone take out your swords there are sensitive artifacts in here we so do not shoot unless you have to."
Russ could hear the humming of a hundred or so chain swords so he knew his men heard the command. They ran down a large stone hallway lit by magic crystals, the walls were covered with mosaics in tapestries, when they turned the corner they ran into a group of what he thought might be priest due to their clothes.
"What are you.." The man said with wide eyes before his head was severed from his shoulders. The other two men tried to run but were cut down, they stopped at a junction with two ways to go the Inquisitor looked at the map and pointed the way to go, everyone ran to the right hallway and made it to the treasure room.
The Inquisitor was looking at a sheet while looking at artifacts that were behind glass cases, he came to a strange looking thing that looked like half a metal mask with a smooth red glass eye, he smiled and broke the glass and carefully placed it in a box that he found.
"This is it Gentlemen this is what we were looking for, orders directly from the God-Emperor himself, we cannot lose this at all cost the fate of the Imperium depends on it." He said with a serious but happy look on his face.
Then he walked over and found a necklace and placed it in the box as well, "This is the secondary, as long as we get this back the mission is a success." He said.
It was dawn when they obtained the two WCI's and the mission was a success so far now they had to fight their way back to extraction and go or stay there until the front made it to them.
"I say we go back to extraction since the items are so important, do you agree? Martellus said.
Both Russ and the Inquisitor nodded in agreement but then there was a message on the vox.
"Grand Primarch this is the Captain of company 6 on the south wall you need to come and see this." Martellus knew that was not a good.
Russ, Martellus and the Inquisitor all ran outside to the south wall, they climbed up the stairs and looked into the distance and all the colour ran out of the inquisitor's face, well what colour he did have. Only about fifty feet away were tents as far as the eye could see, from every regiment in the Republic's Army.
"We are not behind enemy lines we raided a temple in the middle of the entire Republic Army, there must be 150,000 men out there!" Martellus said.
Boom cliffhanger! Anyways thanks for the ideas I will use some of them except for the hentai ones. Keep the comments coming, I like to hear anything you have to say it keeps me motivated and lets me know what you guys want. I am glad to see there are so many WH4k fans that are Overlord fans to, next chapter is going to be a total bloodbath so I am looking forward to it. So, my big question to you are there any WH4K characters that you want to see?