Reviews:
Alright, although I like to keep my storyline unspoiled. There seems to be some retorts in the reviews talking about the direction I am taking.
First of all, I do NOT like self-insert op characters, though I respect and enjoy stories that actually manage to captivate me. And none of my characters are self-insert! (though because I am writing the story, everything bound to have a touch of how I am thinking.)
Secondly, as I said in chapter 1, Ainz stomping weaklings and OP characters getting god treatment and tea-bagging people concept (or any other supreme being for that matter) is over-used, albeit satisfying to read. That is not what I intend to do.
Thirdly, while I understand some people's frustration, you should check what I have been saying in the writer's section since chapter 1. Blue Planet is not OC, he is not self-insert, he is built around his canon traits and will develop over the information provided by the Overlord universe. Also I don't see how I have made Blue Planet OP, his stats are very realistic for a CC-tank build.
If you can't see how things are going to unfold, good. That is my intention to keep the story more of an exciting read. Since my pen is not the strongest out there, element of surprise is good.
If you want a clue, think about why I brought Blue Planet into the fray and not one of the other Supreme Beings. There is a reason why I brought a romantic nature lover into the world of an undead who is slipping from his humanity.
Stories bound to have some haters, but if you are going to hate, hate for the right reasons people :^)
Without further a due,
Chapter 16
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Gallahad had left for the Nameless Mountains. The orc rejected the proposal of traveling with Edward.
"I have seen the mightiest of all. Now I understand there is no shame in my weakness. I will go back to my people and share my knowledge as I have once done. And this time when the savage orcs spill out of the Nameless Mountains, we won't be forced back in."
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"Umm, shouldn't we have buried her? I mean, I don't know wherever you have put her in would count as a proper burial." Berethur retorted.
"Ah, you have naught to worry about Berethur." The Vanir replied cheerfully. "I guarantee that my pocket dimension is as comfortable as any coffin out there. Plus, I don't remember any floating castles in my days. However, I do recall many from days that are even more ancient. If my guess is correct, bringing her along may turn out to be very fruitful."
All Berethur could do was nod, and firmly hold on to the feathers beneath him. They were currently travelling on a giant eagle; he had mounted on the beast's neck while Blue Planet was sitting further back in a relaxed position. Unlike his experience with the Pegasus, couple spells from Blue Planet had made Berethur's experience similar to an airplane flight, -not that he would know what that would be like-.
Couple meters away, Edward was flying on top of his luggage. 'Only gods know how that works.' Berethur mused. Blue Planet looked at one of the maps Joann had bought while Berethur opened his book to study its content.
Blue Planet looked at the maps in reverie, 'Slain Theocracy, Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharut Empire in the middle of the continent. To the Southeast, Roble Holy Kingdom. To the Northwest presumably the land of the Republic. To the Northeast lies the Agrand City Alliance and to the Southeast lies the Draconic Kingdom…. Since I am gone, humans have monopolized the lands it seems. I guess your wish have come through…' Blue Planet's face was bitter sweet with conflicting feelings about his past.
'That day…' He remembered the surging lands around him, the surface reduced to rubble. 'I could not dodge…' He remembered his descent from the sky onto the sinking lands, consumed by masses of water. A figure most noble stood in the air, his broken sword hanging limply to his side while his blood soaked armor shone through the gaps. Blue Planet's last vision before his consciousness was reduced to a beast's and he became captive inside his own body.
He knew his only escape would have been death. But with the powers of the sword humility given to him by Joann, the Vanir was reborn after his sought after death in the hands of his newest minion, Edward. In a way, Blue Planet owed his life to the dead nymph, and he was determined to repay his debt.
Once again lost in his thoughts, Blue Planet shook his head and returned to inspecting the map. 'And this, is where we are headed, he traced from their approximate location to the southernmost end of the map. The Floating Castle.' He then inspected the red circle drawn on the map. The circle covered some mountain ranges, part of a forest and parts of the plains in between the three large nations of men. The circle was added most recently, spelling out sorcerous kingdom in ink that was foreign to the rest of the map. 'Hm, that seems to be a recent edition… Anyways, I will visit and see them all in due time.' He stretched and looked around. 'This time around I won't be messing with the affairs of the people of this world. In the end, we players are an abnormality. Although I am a Vanir, I am not part of this world's natural balance. I have to remind myself that.'
While Blue Planet was glancing around, his extremely sharp eyes caught on to what Berethur was reading, which nearly made him fell off the eagle. He quickly recomposed himself. 'Can it be…'
"Hey Berethur, would you mind telling me about what you are reading?"
Berethur seemed more apprehensive than ever when he heard Blue Planet's request. After a moment of silence Berethur slumped his shoulders. "Well, it isn't a secret or anything I guess. This," he raised the book proudly in his hand, "Is one of the few books on wild magic. The magic of the ancient times, before the tiered magic came to this world."
Blue Planet listened keenly to his every word. "I see, mind if I take a look?"
Berethur handed the book with badly concealed uneasiness.
"Merlin Monroe…" Blue Planet's eyes widened while skimming over the pages, "This book is written by one of those shitty devs! Moreover, it is a volume of Yggdrasil commands and source codes!" Naturally, all the developers of Yggdrasil had in game accounts. It wasn't a big stretch of imagination that one of the players who ended up in the new world would be a developer. The work seemed to focus on an exit plan from this world back to earth. Though as Blue Planet moved to the latter pages, the developer's desperation became more apparent from the ink stains, scratched over notes and curses to his own faith covered around the actual contents of the book. 'He was looking for a way out of this reality, hence his study of the game's codes…'
"Can you read this?" He asked to Berethur.
The sorcerer moved uncomfortably, "Not really, but I managed to decipher some words and their meanings."
"I can even cast spells using wild magic." Berethur added proudly.
Blue Planet tapped his chin as he thought. "Can you show me?"
Berethur nodded. After a bit of thinking on his part, he decided on showing this god-like being one of his fancier spells. "I used this not a long time ago," He pointed his finger away from the eagle and focused.
"[Explosio]" Couple yards away, air exploded with a loud bang. The blast would have definitely hurt humans and low level monsters.
"Hmm, pretty deadly." Blue Planet said, acknowledging Berethur's hard work. 'Wonder how strong my "explosion" would be as a level 100 player if I were to cast it. Man this is getting me excited! Berethur, let me show you the might of Blue Planet, level 100 master PKer and old member of the once badass guild Ainz Ooal Gown!'
"Let me try." Blue Planet pointed his long elegant finger into the distance with the air of a king, with a booming voice he said the word,
"Explosio!"
…and nothing happened. Berethur couldn't help but smirk. "Blue Planet-san you need to write the runes down first to cast it. It is very impractical so I have written the necessary runes and made it into a booklet."
"Ah…" Blue Planet quickly dropped his finger feeling pretty embarrassed because of his ignorance. His failure must have entertained Berethur, since he tried his best to explain and unchained the small booklet on his hip and give it to him. He moved to the side of the Vanir and opened the necessary page.
'This is coding language?! Just like the stuff within the book. So he deduced the meaning of the coding, and by using his life force he is basically turning commands in to real life actions! This is most likely the result of game becoming reality. This guy is smarter than I have thought!'
"Now Blue Planet-san, focus on the action you wish to happen while touching the paper. You should not focus your energy on your finger tip. It is just a pointer to help your brain direct the necessary action to that certain point. If one cannot set up a plan in his brain first, the spell usually goes off right next to you or right on the paper. Trust me I know" Berethur reminisced his failed attempts. "Instead, pour your energy onto the words and symbols, while imagining what you want to happen."
Encouraged by Berethur's help, Blue Planet pointed his finger into the sky again. With an even louder voice he yelled,
"[Explosio]!"
A tiny flame erupted at the tip off his finger and quickly turned into smoke with a "puff".
Berethur sweat dropped while Blue Planet covered his face in shame. "Fuck, what am I doing wrong again?"
Berethur mused, "Well, you have to vividly imagine what you want to happen, if not the spell won't go off due to insufficient input. I have observed dozens of real life explosion in my church's lab to understand the details of the phenomena. I also studied the chemistry behind it. The more you know, the better is the process of turning your imagination into reality."
The sorcerer paused and made a different suggestion, "Maybe you should try something you have personally seen a lot of times Blue Planet-san? I have other runes in this booklet."
'It is easy for you to ask but I have forgotten most of my human life on earth besides the stuff about Yggdrasil And in my time in this world I have always used tiered spells, which neither requires imagination nor strictly follow the laws of physics. Hell, I don't even remember my own name from back then… Ugh, I don't think I am going to get this before getting to the Floating Castle. Wait…Float!' Blue Planet's eyes widened as he got a new idea.
"Berethur, do you have a float or fly command in there?"
"I think so," Berethur confirmed. "That is a good idea, it is less complicated then creating an explosion." He quickly opened another page and handed the booklet back to Blue Planet, also handing him his quill.
This time Blue Planet had an actual plan. There were presumably many ways one can float something but he thought about the one thing that everyone in the world was quite familiar with. Gravity. He imagined weightlessness, thinking about the invisible force that pulled on ones every particle towards the core of the planet. Then imagined it ceasing to exist.
Seeing the Blue Planet is ready, Berethur gave him an encouraging nod. "The word is Jaana."
Blue Planet focused on the quill on his right hand and poured his energy into the page in his left hand.
"[Jaana]"
When the Vanir moved his hand, the quill simply hung in the air. Like invisible strings held it in its place. Berethur moved his hand above and under it. The movement of his hand made the quill float around in the large bubble Blue Planet had casted around the two.
Blue Planet grinned widely, "That Berethur, is pretty cool."
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They were in a small ten feet to ten feet room. Mura and Nero had tried to let loose from the binds that held them tightly sitting in their respective metal chairs but they have long given up on that happening. In front of them sat a raven haired man in black robes. He was writing something onto the documents on the metal table in between them. Behind them couple more figures were standing while the side of the room a woman wearing the same black robes as the man was leaning against the wall, playing with a small cubic device in her hand. From her agitated movements, one could understand that she had been working on that for a long time, but to no avail.
After some time with only sound coming from the scratch of the quill over the paper, the man spoke again.
"Tell me what happened yesterday night."
"We have fucking told you fifty times already." Mura hissed to the man.
"Uh uh uh, you should watch your language Mura-san. Do you want me to send you two downstairs again?
Both Mura and Nero gasped, "No no no, ok. So it all started wi-"
"Shut up, let Nero tell it this time." The man intervened.
"Aye thir." Nero replied, his face was swollen and it was hard for him to speak normally.
After listening to the two for one more hour, the group exited the small room.
"All this makes no sense to me. I really don't think they were agents of that monstrosity." The raven haired man spoke in an exasperated tone. "Maybe it wasn't them who put that landmark there.
"Do you think it was one of the Dragon Lords then? There is nothing natural about it. It would have taken massive amounts mana and s god-like spell."
"I don't know." The man pressed his fingers over his eyes. And let out a sigh. "And do you know what the best part is. The beans."
"The beans?" The other robed figured responded, slightly appalled.
"It is a fucking beanstalk Lavenus, that is what that hellish plant is." He let out another sigh.
'So much for the experimental "Sunlight Scripture." Moreover, now we got more things to worry about besides Ainz and his undead.'
"We should join the search, according to the intel, none of them from the group could do such a thing. Maybe that person they mentioned in the weird black clothing. There are possibly two different groups in play here." Lavenus interjected.
"Ugh, unlikely. We tracked the hole from the sewers. The the trajectory fits to the arc that ends at the house."
"Were the inhabitants interrogated?"
"Yea."
"So what did they see?"
He gave Lavenus a deadpan stare and spoke. "Someone fell from the sky and stole the man's pajamas while he was still wearing them."
"Oh… makes sense." The raven haired man left Lavenus in his pondering and walked ahead.
The girl in the black robes filled Lavenus's place next to the man. "So, someone flung a man from ten yards underground to a house hundred yards away. Then the guy smashed into the house, stole the owner's pajamas and grew a beanstalk. Did I get the situation right?"
The man sighed but nodded. "Yes."
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Here you go a new short chapter since I am done with most of my labs. Also I wanted to clear thing up. Thank you for both the positive and the negative reviews. It is very fun to read your predictions but I can confidently say none of them are close to what I am planning. See you next (possibly) week!
If you catch any grammar mistakes, let me know and I will fix it.
