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Holding onto the silk sheets, I didn't have the energy to get up, but I lay here awake. 'Great even here I get this way' I thought to myself. I hate that there are some days that I feel nothing and want to do nothing. It takes a great deal of strength to even get out of bed sometimes. Then the same magic that made me calm in front of my floor guardians, encourages me to get up. I sigh, knowing I have a long day ahead of me. Slowly, I get up, sliding the sheets away from my body. My wings cover my naked body as I step on to the rug. I raise my hands up high,stretching a bit. I hear some bones pop.
"Lady Micah, the bath is ready," a tiny voice calls me from the bathroom. I walk as a little fairy start to fly around me. Her wings glitter in the light, as little silver fairy dust fall behind her as she flies. The fairy has a green blouse with a green capris to match it. She ties the ensemble together with a white belt. I yawn a bit, walking towards the tub.
"Thank you, Diana," I said, getting into my bubble bath. I take a deep breath in and notice she puts in my favorite scent, orange zest, into the bath.
"Is the bath to your liking, Lady Micah?" Diana inquires, coming back with a small jar. Even though all my fairies are only six inches tall, they can carry up to fifty pounds. Diana pours the mysterious liquid to my bath and feels so good. It must be my creation, Sparkle Smash. When it is used, evasiveness is increase ten percent and boosts health regeneration.
"It is wonderful. Thank you, Diana," I tell her, soaking in the bath. She smiles and sets the jar on the counter.
"I am glad to hear that. Should I go over your list to do today?" she said, getting her notepad. I glance at her and nod. She clears her throat and starts.
"You have a meeting with Victim to discuss the defense tactics for the floor. Then you would be in your workshop for six hours, brunch and dinner would be served there," Diana said, while I am observing my surrounding. I have a simple bed chambers, with a white canopy bed. I don't remember getting black silk sheets in there though. The bathroom is something new. It is huge room with a tub that can fit four people in, with white marble everywhere. The counters are white marble with gold sinks. Also, I'm glad that we have workable toilets here. I wonder if I could poop and pee here, yet I got my answer at night when I had to use it.
"Is there anything else I can do, Lady Micah?" Diana asks, snapping me back to reality. I look at her. I shake my head and rise to get up from the bath. Diana quickly gets me a towel. I grab and wrap it around me.
"Not that I can think of right now," I said, going back to my room. I already see a maid, waiting for me. She is a maid whose outer appearance is that of a beautiful lady but has the head of a Shetland Sheepdog instead of a human's and a vertical scar on her face running down the center with signs of stitching.
"Hello, Pestonya," I said, knowing this maid. I can't remember who created her, but I love her design and remember her name. She is also the head of Homunculus Maids of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. She bows down and helps me dress in my garbs. Today, I will wear a simple one, a brown dress with short sleeves. I have a simple red slash to define my waist, and have a place to hide my black satchel. Diana quietly hovers around me.
"Diana, why don't you assist me with making potions today. I still need to make some potions for Demiurge and Momonga," I said, getting a smile from her. Once Pestonya ties my sash, I stretch out my wings letting her dry them. Pestonya is a quiet one, all right.
"Thank you, Lady-"
"Please call me Micah. I am slowly getting tired of being called Lady Micah," I said, lowering myself a bit so Pestonya can get my high wings. Diana gasps.
"I could never disrespect you like that, Lady Micah," she said, getting fluster. I sigh as Pestonya finishes drying my wings. I guess I need to get use to being called Lady Micah.
"Alright, Diana. Now, come let's see Victim," I said, opening my door to leave. I quickly turn to see Pestonya beginning to clean my room.
"Thank you, Pestonya for your help," I said, and left. Diana flies behind me at a respectable distance. As I go around the eighth floor, I see my creation, patrolling the area. Most of them are beings with wings, yet I still have some that don't. I know I created angels,harpies,hellhounds,centaurs,satyrs, minotaurs,nagas, a sphinx and my huge army of fairies.
Finally, I see Victim floating towards me. Once he saw me, he quickly come at me faster. He stops to float in front of me. He is just how I created him, a small pink fetus with a halo above him and stick-like featherless wings.
"Lady Micah, is there anything I can help you?" Victim said in enochian. I am surprise that I could understand the language of angels.
"Yes. Did you send some fairies down to the other level as healers? I don't want unnecessary deaths if we are attack," I said. Victim nods.
"Yes I did, Lady Micah. I sent at least one hundred fairies to assign groups throughout Nazarick, have fifty others on standby to switch them out, and thirty who would do night shifts," Victim tells me. I am impressed on how he organize such a thing with in hours.
"Good work, Victim. I would like a paper report daily and meeting with you weekly. If you need any potions or items please take some from my workshop or have Diana get them for you," I said. Victim nods, getting a bit more pinker in his face.
"Thank you, Lady Micah," he said. I give him a curt nod and turn to Diana.
"Diana, come here," I said, holding out my hand. She lands on my hand, where I decide to transport us to my workshop. Once we appear in my workshop, I look around. It is just how I left it. I open my closet to see the amount of raw materials here. I make a mental note to do an inventory. I know I was hoarding an abundance of raw materials from the game. Maybe I can make some items I can sell here, or make some new items to be used here. I grab some empty bottles, with raw nether warts. I turn around to see Diana going gaga at my equipment with such excitement.
"I see you like my workshop," I said, putting my supplies on the empty counter. I went to my brewer and start it up. It takes a few minutes for it to start and be ready.
"Yes. It is amazing. This is the place where most of the items are made here….The Workshop," Diana said, going around my test tubes and beakers. I laugh at the name.
"I do make some great items, but for today we are just doing some potions and maybe if we have enough time a potion for swiftness," I mutter the last part.
"Yes. I am at your service," Diana said, organizing my materials. I went to work, letting my brewer heat up the nether wart to a liquid form. Making potion is an easy task, but making a higher quality potion, that is like God's blood is difficult. If I don't cast the spell Purification at the highest temperature peak where nether wart, and glistering melon water are one, it will be ruin and I need to start all over. By the time I am done, I have at least fifty potions to give and five for Momonga to use.
"Diana, please let Victim know how many potions we made and deliver these five potions to Momonga's quarters," I pant out in exhaustion. I guess getting low in magic power takes a toll on the physical body. It is mentally draining.
"Yes, Lady Micah," Diana said, carrying the basket with the five potions. I open the door for her and close it behind her. I don't need to lock it. No one is going to steal anything from me. I wipe my forehead of sweat and wonder what did the outside world look like.
"Let's find out," I said, transporting myself to the first level. I look around to see no one around. Before I even take a step outside, I was stop by a voice.
"Lady Micah, what are you unguarded?"
Slowly, I turn my head to see Albedo walking towards this way. I curse my luck. I can see how she truly feels and she is annoyed by the fact I'm unguard.
"Albedo, I just want to see how Mare is doing. Would you like to accompany so I am not unguarded then?" I simply asks her. She stand near me and nods.
"Yes. It seems I cannot find Lord Momonga and serve him right now," she said. I roll my eyes and take flight. It feels natural to be in the air versus walking on the ground. I look around to see the vast grasslands Sebas is talking about. Everything I can see is so beautiful. The stars, skies, and the landscape are all beautiful.
"I just want to have it all," I mumble to myself. I look around the walls to see Mare talking to Momonga in black armor and gasp and goes ahead of me. I fly faster to catch up. What the hell did Momonga do to her programming that she would just do this? I gracefully land behind Demiurge, only to catch half of their discussion.
"How How very like you to perceive my every intention, Albedo," Momonga said, praising her. He looks very nervous to see her, yet once he sees me and my look of bitch-the-fuck face, he starts to slightly visibly shake. What does he think he is doing?
"As the Captain of the Floor Guardians, it's only natural. Although I'm confident that I would know your heart no matter what, even if I didn't have this title " she said, looking away. I silently scoffs. I shift my wings a bit, wanting more than enough to fly away from here. Somehow I have some pent up energy.
"I see," Mare said, grabbing onto his staff tightly. Something glistens on his finger. Suddenly, Albedo tenses up as well as her wings. Momonga slightly jumps up.
"Is there something the matter?" she asks politely as she turns to him. When she did, I swear I thought I saw flowers around her. I rub my eyes to make sure.
"No, its nothing. Right. Then Mare, sorry for interrupting you. Return to your work" Momonga orders him.
"Yes. Then, excuse me Lord Momonga and Lady Micah, everyone," Mare said, bowing. Momonga turns to Albedo as usual.
"That's right. Albedo, I should give you one too," he said.
"Giving me one of what?" she asks him.
"I should give you one of these too. You need one too as Captain of Floor Guardians," Momonga states, giving her the ring. I get a good look at it and it was the ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, a ring that lets any user to roam all the level of Nazarick. I would agree that she need that ring to make sure all the floor are up to par.
"Thank you my lord." Albedo said, clutching the ring tight. She bows, not getting up. Momonga notices something is up.
"Work diligently for me," he said. He turns to Demiurge who is right beside me.
"Demiurge...I'll have one for you in another time," Momonga said. Demiurge bows.
"I understand. I will work hard so I am worthy for such a ring," he said, bowing. Momonga looks at me now.
""Micah, I will see you tomorrow to discuss our plans," Momonga said, hoping to appease me. I scoff.
"Bright and early," I state to him.
"Well I guess I'll head back to the ninth floor before I get scolded by Sebas," Momonga said, but it is too late! BWHAHAHAHA! I am talking to Sebas now through message. 'Sebas' I message through thought. 'Yes, Lady Micah,' he thought back. 'Please make sure to lecture Lord Momonga about safety. It seems he went out without any guards with him and only took Demiurge' I thought to him. ' I understand' he thought back. Yet, I can feel his rage from his thought.
When Momonga transport himself back inside, I transport myself away from Mare, Albedo, and Demiurge and up into the skies. If Momonga had the chance to see past this place, I should too! I fly above the clouds, to see the most beautiful sight ever. I can't even start to describe it. How can I not want to preserve this beautiful world? If only my sister can see this. I continue to fly without direction until I see forest. I land in a clearing and look around the area. I don't see nor sense anyone or monster around. Looking back, I highly doubt anyone notice me gone. They might think that I would ga back to my level and head to bed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" I scream at the top of my lungs. I really want to punch something, but in the end I throw all the magic spells to ruin the clearing around me. I can't believe this bull shit. Am I getting upset because I never get that type of reaction from the others? Am I really jealous of the amount of loyalty and love Momonga is getting?! I'm a supreme one too. I'm stuck here with them. Why don't they love me like they love Momonga? Maybe that's it.
I am focusing on moving forward, that I didn't have time to actual grieve of the loss. The loss of not going back to my real life, even though it was never as interesting as this. I had family, a job, and friends. With one last shout, I fall to my knees. I can feel the amount of magic that tried to calm me, trying to suppress my feelings, but I broke down crying. In the middle of this destroyed clearing, I try my best to wipe my tears fast. I hate being this weak. I look around to see the amount of damage I have done. The ground is burn to a black ash, and some of holes in the ground. Some trees didn't make it through all my attacks. I am physically exhausted, not have the energy to fly back. Hell I can't even lift my wings up at all.
I sigh, knowing I don't have enough magic to repair this area. I went to the closest tree, it was cut horizontally and the rest of the tree is laying on its right side.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't take my anger on you, Mother Nature," I said, laying my hand on it. My hand glows a solid lavender, giving this tree some life. I know this small spell is the least I can do.
"Apois tuberosa," I mumble. Many vines comes from the ground, wrapping itself around the tree. Leaves start to grow, and purple and pink flowers start to bloom in abundance. This plant would serve only as a ward, giving me a destination tomorrow to repair this area. I look around again.
"I might take this area to grow some herbs," I whisper to myself. Looking up, I know that I need to go back before anyone notice I'm not there. I use the ring to transport myself back to Nazarick, in my level.
I walk around, not seeing any night patrol. It is too quiet for my liking. I open my bedroom and froze. Not because it was physically cold, not the fact that the lights are still on. No, the reason I stand frozen in the doorway, and my blood runs cold, is because I see Sebas sitting down, drinking tea, and apparently waiting for me. I hope he doesn't see that I was crying.
"Lady Micah, I am glad to see you. I have some tea ready for you from the long journey that you took," he said, staring at me. Man, I feel I should be six feet under the ground. I knew I was caught. Am I going to lie to him? I turn around and see his face. My body stand strong, but my wings are visibly shaking. I see behind the mask he is wearing, he is very angry.
"Yes, it was very chilly," I said, sitting down across from him. He pours me some tea.
"Sugar, Lady Micah," Sebas asks. I shake my head.
"No thank you, Sebas," I said, ready for the verbal abuse I know he is going to lash out.
"Lady Micah, May I speak freely?" Sebas asks politely, but I highly doubt I have a choice in this matter.
"Yes, you may," I said, after taking a small sip of this tea. I hear him take a deep breathe.
"I humbly insist that you refrain from going out alone, especially away from Nazarick. How can we protect you if we don't know where you are. We are here to be your shields," he demands. I look down, knowing he is glaring at me. I take the last bit of courage and look up. I see that behind this facade that he really does care about me. I scare him, tonight. Damn why didn't I see it before. They only have Momonga and I to serve. They are scared that we will go with the rest of supremes ones.
"I apologize. I will let you know if I need to venture outside of Nazarick and get the proper guards," I said, setting down my tea. I see Sebas's tense shoulders relax for a bit.
"Thank you, Lady Micah. Would you want me to get a bath ready for you?" he said, gathering the tea cups. I yawn a bit.
"No thank you. I am going to sleep for the rest of the night," I said, watching him. He bows, and leaves my room. I start to breathe normal.
"Oh god. Note to self: NEVER GET HIM PISSED OFF," I said, outloud. I take off my clothes, walking towards my dresser. I grab a simple long shirt and put it on. I crawl on my bed and cover myself with its silk sheets. I use magic to turn off the lights.
"Tomorrow is going to be a big day," I mumble. I snuggle into the soft bed. How right I am going to be tomorrow.
