Sorry for the wait on all my stories! *Bows in apology* I had finals coming up, Wrestling practice every day until 6, then up to 3 hours of homework. And on the weekends I often had to do some Boy Scout stuff. I have been working on some stiff as we got closer to Christmas, so there should be/should have been a mass update of some stuff around the New Year. Anyway, here's the Remake!. I combined this chapter with the next one for added length. Still the same as before the remake, just with fixed details here and there. Let me know if you notice any errors, as I had some issues when saving and uploading the chapter. (It's also way harder than you'd think, because I try to be as factually correct as I can, and I try to keep all the stats and levels and spells consistent with Overlord's Standards.

Disclaimer: I own nothing besides ideas. I wish I owned something.

"I am dialogue! I have the right of free speech!"

'I am thoughts! Begone thot!'

Terminal Commands. Beep Boop.

'F'- Flashback start/end marker

'B' - Break marker sometimes, no other use

Intro Song: From Shadows [Black RWBY Trailer]

(Voices: Abaddon and Shalltear)

Command: Run Terminal

Server Terminal Running:

~Unknown Source attempting to access server

~Unknown Source loading New Dimension

Added: Dimension Earth M-1

~Unknown Source attempting to add new skill trees and aspects to the server

~New Skill Trees and Aspects successfully added to server

Added: 12 New Skill Trees and 20 Minor Classes and Abilities, and 89 New Races and Entities

Note: All Added Magic is unavailable on current server due to lack of proper source of magic in already made entities. Improper placement of Ley Lines.

~Unknown Source attempting to Add Unknown Entity to server

~Unknown Entity successfully Joined Server

ERROR! Entity Acknowledged as player. Added Player: Hªrr¥ ¶0tt£r

(Ràč£ Human/Uñk0Wn)

(Level 15 Human)

(Karma: -50)

(ßtats UñknwN)

In the middle of a group of rolling hills, hidden by magic and disguised as one of the many hills, exists an entrance to the most well defended locations known to exist in all of the world. This location consists of 10 underground floors. 8 of which are defended by creatures known as the floor guardians. At the deepest depths of this Tomb, there lies a throne room. And upon this throne is a skeletal figure that is the strongest, and the last, of the 41 Supreme Beings which used to rule there. This entity was known as Lord Momonga, Anti-Hero, Lich, Overlord, Leader, Necromancer, but is now known as Lord Ainz Ooal Gown. He was sitting on the throne with the leader of the floor Guardians and his personal assistant, Albedo, who is a succubus, and in love with Lord Ainz. She has smooth black hair, and horns the length of her hand on her head. She wears a white flowing dress that fits her voluptuous figure well, and has thin gold chain necklaces across her chest and front that seems to be in the shape of a spiderweb. To his other side waited the Pleiades, the Combat maids of Ainz Ooal Gown. Finally, there was Sebas, the butler, and one of the final defenses for Nazarick. He had one eye in shadow due to his hairstyle, and was almost always serious. And what exactly was the strongest being in the known lands doing on this day? Weeeelll...

"I'm sooooo bored." the great and mighty Lord Ainz Ooal Gown was thinking to himself. "Man, I should have some other hobbies on the side instead of being a necromancer and head of the most powerful creatures in existence. I wish something would happen."

You would think that people would learn to tempt fate, lest it reciprocate.

To everyone in the world, everything around them appeared to go dark, then reappear, slightly flickering for a few moments, then stopped. Ainz looked around in confusion, having never seem that effect before. "Albedo, did you feel that?" he asked.

Albedo turned to him. "What do you mean? Oh! Are you referring to the love I feel for you in my heart?!" she gasped, blushing. "I never knew you felt that way, darling!" she said, moving towards him.

Ainz glanced at it, and saw it was the list of players. He opened it up and then *cue spit take*

Players Online (2/100000)

Players:

Lord Momonga

Hªrr¥ ¶0tt£r

"What?!" 'How is there a player online? This shouldn't be possible! Is it one of the Guild members? I can't make out who it is though, the text is too garbled.'

Suddenly, there was an VERITABLE TSUNAMI of magical power washing over the structure he was in. It was strong enough to rival nearly Rival at least Aura and Mare combined! The source seemed to be coming from the forest next to Carne Village, to the Southwest. Ainz instinctively flared his own magic to prevent himself from the unknown magic.

As Ainz is the head of the guild, he has direct connection to the building, which is supposed to prevent access to the guild through portals or spells unless one had one of the rings that only he could give out. None of the known World-Tier items could breach Nazarick either.

The result of someone attempting to break through the enchantment, is the spell being denied by the wards 'gently' depositing them (read: throwing violently) somewhere in the surrounding area with injuries proportionate to how hard the person had been attempting to gain access. Ainz could tell the entity would be severely injured from that attempt.

"Albedo! Did you sense that?" Ainz asked earnestly.

"Yes my Lord! Are you alright? You flared your magic, and we were worried!" exclaimed Albedo. "It seems that someone dares attempt to enter Nazarick." she snarled, protective of the structure and its inhabitants. "Who dares attempt to defile the Great and Glorious Tomb of Nazarick with their presence? I shall destroy them for you my Lord!" Albedo shouted, already moving to go after the source.

"Albedo! Calm yourself! We don't have enough information yet to know what caused it!" Ainz cautioned. 'That magic felt strange, it was not something I have felt in this world so far. It could be someone or something from YGGDRASIL! I should go check it out.' Ainz thought.

"I did not make that surge, I have no idea what could have done that. Now, the surge of energy came from the area near Carne village, in the forest. I am personally going to investigate it." The two Guardians moved to insist he shouldn't. "No, that is an order. We Supreme beings made you. If something happened to you because of an unknown, I wouldn't forgive myself." Albdeo opened her mouth, and Ainz could already see the determination in their eyes to prevent him from going.

He quickly added to the end of his sentence. "-However, I will send Sebas instead. Satisfied?" She nodded, relieved.

Ainz quickly contacted Sebas through a {Message}. 'Sebas.' Ainz called.

'Yes my lord? What do you need of me?'

Ainz began talking. "I would like you to venture out of Nazarick to where the source came from. If the source is a living being, please safely bring it back with minimum violence. Be cautious though, I have no idea what it is that caused it. I am currently using the Far-Sight Mirror."

'Of course, My Lord.'

(At the Forest near Carne Village)

Sebas was walking through the forest, often doubling back to his previous position, essentially playing hot and cold with the source of the magic. He was worried for Nazarick if whatever caused the power is dangerous. He began feeling the source become stronger, and paused.

A groan sounded out from a nearby clearing. 'What was that?' Sebas looked in the direction of the sound, readying himself for combat. There was a crater in the clearing, about twenty feet across, and there was a ten foot diameter circle in to center of it that was perfectly flat and level. There was a young human male standing in the crater. His black hair was extremely windblown, and out of control.

The first emotion Sebas got from the boy was pain, and the pain came from deepest color green eyes he had ever seen, only rivaled by the one green eye each of the Dark Elves had on the sixth floor. The young man's eyes were filled with suffering. The young man looked at Sebas and spoke in a strange accent. "What the bloody hell?" he mumbled, before stumbling forward and falling to the ground. Sebas cautiously checked the area for any traps that might lead to an ambush, but found none. The only thing he found was the residue of an immensely strong magic around the figure, but even from that far away, he could tell the magical strength of the young man was unnaturally low, to the point where it would not be harmful.

Sebas used the communication spell to contact Ainz. "My Lord, I have located him. May I use {Gate} to transport him? He is not in the most... stable, of conditions."

"Who is it my lord? Is it one of the Supreme Beings?" Ainz asked.

"No my Lord, he appears to be a human." Sebas replied tonelessly. Ainz paused on the other end.

"Is he injured?" Ainz asked.

"Severely, my lord."

"Meet me back at Nazarick. I will interrogate the human myself once we stabilize him. I will explain the situation when you get there. Make sure none of the other Guardians see you or the outsider."

(At Nazarick)

Ainz observed Sebas approaching with a form in his arms. He walked closer with the figure, and Ainz was startled to see what appeared it be a human teenager, around 16 years old. He had black hair, was around five feet, and had a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. This wouldn't be very surprising except for the fact that his clothes were not of this world. He seemed to be wearing a robe of some kind over blue jeans and an oversized t-shirt from Old Navy.

'Those clothes shouldn't be able to exist in this world! This is a game, or at least a world based off of one. Unless he came from another server or something that had them equipable. There aren't any customization options for that. No! This isn't a game anymore, it is real. I need to remember that.' Ainz thought, trying to figure out how this was possible. Ainz walked up to the young man who was now on the ground and checked his stats.

Name: (Default: Harry Potter)

Race: Human [Wizard]/(None)
Hybrid Locked (Active)

Ainz chilled at the sight of a menu he had only seen in the dev updates. 'That's not good, I remember hearing about this on the forums back when Dive Immersive Gaming was still being tested. Some developers tried to make races that were impossible to code, an amalgamation of races if you will, and in the end gave up on the race, dubbed half-breeds by the community. That option was never removed, at least until someone nearly died for real from having it activated with only one race selected. Because it was cleared from the character select, but still existed, the game didn't know the threshold for the health of the player, and he was stuck in an infinite loop of pain until they force quit the game and had the admins change his race through commands. On the upside, with the amount of items we have in the vault back at Nazarick, I should be able to change his class properly and heal him fully. Also, if his magical power is being drained by four times, then if I break the seals, his magical power could rival Shalltear in the future, at least in amount of power!' Ainz thought. 'If we can properly help him, I will interrogate him, I want to make sure that he is an ally, and not a foe.'

Accessing Entity...

Loading Data...

ERROR! DATA MISSING

Name: (Default: Harry Potter)

(Race: Human/Uñk0Wn Ràč£)

(Level: 15 Human)

(ßtats UñknwN)

(Alignment: Chaotic Good (Karma: -50)

(Status Conditions: Horcrux Container, 1 level 28 seal and 1 level 40 seal on Magical Core)

Effects: x4 Drain on Magical Core

Race (Capable of Being Mixed) Half 1: Human [Wizard], Half 2: (Optional)

Class (1 Class per Race Unless Specified otherwise)

Ainz cursed. Being stuck in a state of half existence must hurt, he thought absently. He realized what he could do, and called for Sebas. He explained what Item he needed, and Sebas bowed, moving quickly to retrieve it. In a few minutes, Sebas returned with the item. It was a {Player Editor}, commonly used to change one's appearance, but also change their race and skills if one was willing to give up their levels and progress.

Suddenly he noticed the sleep spell on Harry from earlier wearing off, so he realized that he should hurry up before Harry woke up and the 'Data' missing from his 'files' would start hurting him because of his magic being in disarray and would be able to heal him. Ainz prepared to connect to the players profile and fix his errors.

'Time to get to work.'

Harry woke up in what he recognized as his mindscape, which he had created when researching a way to change his blood or magic. He had hoped changing his mind enough would trick is magic in some way, but that was a dead end.

His mindscape was a beach, one of the only ones he had ever been to, before he had gone to Hogwarts besides the rock in the ocean his Uncle tried escaping to. The beach was lined with palm trees, and there was a calm breeze going through his hair. On the island, there is a volcano, with smoke coming out of it, and a high security base, shaped like a castle. Harry hid his worst memories in the depths of the building, and his good memories were hidden among the clouds, where many people wouldn't think to look. He was bad at Occlumency, complete rubbish, really. The mindscape was the minimum he had set up at all. But Legilimency, however, was different. Harry was very advanced at it, practically a master. He had been able to read the mind of an animal, which wasn't theoretically possible! Their minds were too different, but somehow Harry had done it.

After creating his mindscape, he found what seemed to be oil, slowly flooding in from a hole in the rocks on the beach. He knew it wasn't coming from his mind, so Harry blocked it up as best he could, but every now and then Harry had to plug it up again. The mess of oil would twist his memories so he felt negative emotions, and made him feel sick if it wasn't blocked soon enough. The 'oil' was unnatural, but he couldn't do anything about it. He put it up to his weakness at Occlumency, but then also noted it could have been something Voldemort had done to him, but he couldn't figure out what it was. The only sentient figure he had in his mind was Intelligence, who looked like him, but wore a Ravenclaw robe, with better looking glasses, as well as blue eyes. It represented his Intelligence, not to be mistaken for Wisdom. There is a definite difference between the two, something Intelligence pointed out often. It was able to advise him on his plans, which helped him come up with the ritual. There is a difference between Wisdom and Intelligence. One is knowledge, the other is the ability to act upon said knowledge.

The reason Harry had only an aspect of intelligence was because he was relatively new to Occlumency, and also, he was much smarter than he looked. All throughout his life he had to lower his score in school so he wouldn't be beaten by his Aunt and Uncle. He was still extremely intelligent, just didn't show it in public.

But something was wrong now, his mindscape, usually peaceful, now was stormy, and there were unnaturally white spaces here and there, gradually growing larger. The spaces almost seemed to be, consuming the mindscape slowly, leaving a white void behind. He tried locating some memories to remember what happened, but they were blurry, as if they had been written in the sand and washed away by an errant wave.

Now, Harry found himself standing in his mindscape, and was confused with what had happened. He accessed his memories, but was unable to find what had happened after he went through the portal. 'Intelligence, what happened?' Harry asked to the aspect.

'I don't know Harry, I only know as much as you do. But your mindscape seems to have grown in size, but it shouldn't have these strange spots of emptiness.' They looked around the mindscape, being careful to stay away from the unnaturally white spaces. Harry was growing nervous as the white patches gradually grew larger, starting to grow closer to covering almost 1/4th of his mindscape. It had already consumed the location where the black oil had been coming from, which was nice, but now it was moving towards his long term memories. As it spread, he felt weaker.

'Intelligence, what is happening?' he cried, exasperated. 'Harry, it seems to be destroying your mindscape! If it spreads too far, it will overwhelm your mind, and you will most likely die!' he cried, almost panicking, which shouldn't have been possible as he is made up of knowledge, but even almost non-sentient beings have a fear of being ended.

In a strange crackling sound, a door appeared on the beach. It was black, darker than ink, and seemed to let off darkness. Images of Death and Destruction adorned its mantle, and the images seemed to almost be moving. Harry stared at it, apprehensive, as it slowly opened.

[Ainz POV]

Instead of a menu popping up to edit a character like he was used to, he appeared outside of a near perfect copy of Nazarick. 'What the hell? Where am I?' he wondered.

'You are in your mind, or at least the representation of it.' a voice said behind him. Ainz whirled around to see Sebas standing there. 'In my mind you say? Well, this is new, but I can't say this is more surprising than going into another world. Why are you here Sebas?' Ainz inquired.

'I am the aspect that represents your ruthlessness and cunning. An apt description, wouldn't you say?' Sebas said, a small smirk adorning his face for a brief moment.

'And why am I here Sebas? I thought I was going to be helping the young human. And are there anymore aspects here?' he mused. 'Please refer to me as Intelligence, I prefer it. replied the now named Intelligence. 'And as to your questions, yes there is one other aspect so far, it takes the face of Pandora's Actor. Pandora's Actor was created as a librarian of sorts and to trick any invaders who try to enter your mind. Of course, you being undead makes any mind reading spells redundant, but with the new update, all sentient creatures with any mind protection have one that protects them from the new mind magic from the update. The reason you are here and not editing the character, is because to edit a character you didn't create you need permission from them usually. But with the new update you can also force them to let you, as the mind magics are more diverse and if you have access to one's mind you can force them to let you edit them. Breaking into someone's mind however, will mentally harm them. Fortunately, this human's mind is currently weak trying to stabilize his body, so you can practically walk in.'

'Enough with this information! As you know, because you are my intelligence, I need to save this human, so tell me how I can access his mind!' Ainz said, as his emotion suppressant kicked in.

'Simple, this is your mind, just think about it, and it will happen.' replied Sebas smugly. 'What? You thought it would be difficult?'

Ainz turned his gaze away from Sebas (muttering 'goddamn it Sebas') and imagined a door appearing that would connect himself to the human's mind. A door appeared, and it had a crest, like one you would see on a Lord's insignia back on earth. The crest had a Griffon-like creature with a snake around the border, and a faint skull in the background. Overall, it looked like a Chimera. But this door was missing parts. Some of the parts were faded, and the edges were crumbling. Fearing that if he waits that it will be too late, Ainz opened the door and crossed the threshold.

[Harry POV]

The door creaked open ominously, and Harry paled when he saw what came through. The first thing to cross over from the other side was a skeletal hand, carrying a large golden staff, adorned with seven snakes symmetrically located on the staff, each a different color. The staff was about 5'5" and seemed to give off a sense of power. The rest of the creature followed through, wearing a black robe with yellow trim, and purple inside. It appeared to be a skeleton, with ethereal burning red eyes, and rings on its fingers. Harry was speechless, and was thinking 'I need something to defend my mind if things like this are appearing in here!'

'Who are you, and what are you doing entering this mind?!' shouted Intelligence at the creature. The skeleton stared at Intelligence, them seemed to ignore her and move his gaze over to Harry before speaking. 'I am Ainz Ooal Gown, of the Forty One Supreme Beings and head of the Great Tomb of Nazarick! I am here to assist you, but we must act fast if you want to live.'

'Harry's eyes widened. 'Am I dead?!'

'I can explain all of it later, but what exactly did you try to do with the ritual you speak of?' inquired Ainz.

'My intentions in the ritual were to change my blood and magic enough so these binding contracts I was put into against my will would fail, as they are locked to my blood and magic.' Harry replied.

'I see,' thought Ainz. 'I don't know if I can trust this kid yet, and I have no understanding whatsoever of his abilities. I also am apprehensive about this mind magic It sounds like my high level spells'.

He continued. 'Harry, we don't have much time to explain where you are at the moment, only that you will be safe, and I need to help you. Your 'ritual' appears to have backfired, and now your body has accidentally wiped half of your Soul. That is the simplest I can explain it at the moment. What I need from you, is permission to replace the other half of your Soul with something else, to stabilize your form. Is that okay with you? You will no longer be human.' Ainz questioned seriously.

Harry pondered the request for a few moments and then conferred with Intelligence. He considered the side effects if he ever got out of this, and realized, this would help him break the contract, and it wasn't like he cared about Dumbledore's opinion. Then he turned to the skeletal mage. 'I accept' he declared, green eyes blazing.

'Very well, you will not be able to go back.' He saw the determination in Harry's eyes, and nodded. 'Here are your stats.' gestured Ainz, as a menu appeared out of nowhere.

~Name: Harry Potter (Can Be Changed)

~Race 1: (Level 12/100) Human

~Race 2: ERROR DATA MISSING

~Locked in: Hybrid (In beta)

~Age: 16

~Karma: Chaotic Neutral (-50)

~Class 1: Wizard (Magical Core Type)

~Class 2: ERROR DATA MISSING

~Status Effects: Magical Core Seal level 28 at 15% integrity, and Magical Core Seal level 40 integrity 80%

Magical Deprivation (cause: Horcrux)

~Abilities: Immune to venom (cause: basilisk venom), faster healing (cause: phoenix tears), Parsletongue (cause: genetics)

~Skill Trees: Herbology (Level 5), Potion (Level 2), Transfiguration (Level 10), Charms (Level 11), Defense Against the Dark Arts (Level 15), Divination (Level 2), Occlumency (Level 8), Wandless Magic (10), Arithmancy (Level 6), Runes (Level 11)

'What do these mean?' Intelligence inquired, looking interested.

'This shows your abilities as of this moment. in this world there are many magical races, all of which have different abilities. Druids work well with nature, Vampires are strong but can lose control and go on rampages, Demons are powerful, but extremely weak to Holy based attacks, but have strong physical and magical attacks, you have dwarfs, Elves, Dark Elves, and many different variants of each. You can learn new abilities through training. It's a complex system. Essentially, you performing the ritual allows you to be both human and another race simultaneously, giving you both the bonuses and negatives of each race simultaneously.' lectured Ainz. 'So, I need you to tell me a race to choose, and then I can use the required magical item to do so.'

'Alright, let's see.' Harry mumbled to himself. 'Well, I wouldn't really want a vampire, as it is weakened by sunlight, but a demon sounds cool, and its features are hidable, so that would be nice, but any holy weapon such as phoenix cries would suck. Dragon kin is also cool, because I could have scales at will, but they are probably more brute force than magical. I've decided. Demon's have strong skin and magical resistance, so that would be nice, especially with Voldemort on my ass.'

'I'll be a demon!' he announced. Ainz studied Harry for a few seconds 'Yes, I can see it, it fits you well. Brave, a little too much so, yet cunning. When you wake up, please try to stay in your demon form, the inhabitants of my home are rather prejudiced against humans. If you wish to tell them, you may do so, but I cannot stop their reactions. Finally, can you promise to not harm anyone here without being attacked first, and treat them as your allies?'

'I will do my best!' Harry exclaimed. He selected an option that led to another menu and selected one of the fewer option that were there.

Race Selection - Demon - Imp - Select Variant: Draconian/Vampiric/Angelic - Chosen: Draconian

'In the meantime, this may hurt a bit.' Ainz announced cheerfully (as cheerfully as an undead could) as he walked out.

Harry stared after him for a few seconds, and as the door closed, 'Wha-' And then he started feeling immense pain. His body felt like is was on fire, filling his veins, and it gradually grew cooler until it was tolerable.

He looked around, and saw his mindscape had drastically changed. He saw that the ocean now had a volcano by it, and that the lava had covered where the oil spill was from before. There was fire all over the volcano peak, but not really spreading yet, and the ocean had changed to be more deadly, the rocks seeming sharper, and having deadlier fish, although if you hadn't seen it before you wouldn't notice the little dangerous additions before it was too late.

Harry looked around, then looked at himself.

'Oh' The first thing Harry saw were his claws. He looked down at his body and grinned. 'Oh ho!' His arms looked to be covered with a glistening black glove of scales that were similar to to be dragon scales. He looked down, and noticed he was covered with them, literally all of his body was covered with it. The scales seemed to have grown into armor, so it was practically like he was wearing clothes. He had a barbed tail, and it was about 2 and a half feet long. His eyes, which he could make out in his reflection in the water, had a red ring around his pupil, and his eyes seemed to have a slight glow to them. He felt something press against his back, and looked behind him to see an impressive pair of dragon-like wings that had a nearly 5 foot wingspan. He realized it would be bad if he could not change back to his human form, and focused on becoming human. The results were... interesting. Harry could turn back into a human, but it hurt like a very mild Crucio to do so, and he could only stay in his human form for around ten minutes at a time before he was forced back into his demon form. However, he could successfully sustain a half human half demon form for longer periods of time, but he was unsure of how long. In his half form, he had armor over his human body, attached to him, which was made of the same scales on his full form. His skin was a bit darker, like a light tan, and he has pointier fingernails and canines. His eyes were green and had gold flecks around them, and his ears were pointier than before. His hair was longer, around his shoulder level, and he realized quite liked it that way.

'It's time to get to work' Harry thought mischievously as he turned to face his mindscape again.

- Time Skip - 1 Hour Real Time -

Harry took a look at his completed mindscape. He had gotten a lot of work done in that time, because the speed in the mindscape was at least quadruple the time in the real world, maybe even 7x faster. He had a black fortress built around the volcano with imps and smaller demons flying around it, consisting of his worst memories in physical form. This would cause anyone attacked by them to feel the emotions as well as mentally have to fight them. As he didn't have enough mental control yet to strengthen it and summon any larger demons, he managed manage to fit in two or three medium sized magical creatures from his world for more defense. One of which was a few grindylow, the saltwater variant, in the water to grab trespassers. The gate was manned by two worker level imps, not meant for combat. He had taken his time to make them able to conceal themselves, or at least blend in to escape and warn the guards if anything were to happen.

The guards consisted of about a dozen flying imps with swords, and two predatory slimes that were disguised as puddles when defending, but would move around the structure using pipes made specifically for them to traverse. There were also dark dwarves as a building crew that could create structures and maintain them, but at the moment there were only four. It was due to their help that he was able to finish that much mental construction in time. Even though he had the ability to create things in his mindscape relatively quickly, it used up a lot of energy, and he needed to work on it. It was also more taxing since his transformation since he had to focus harder, due to the larger mindscape. There was a door in his castle that was locked up tight that had his animagus form on the other side, but he hadn't even started the meditative exercises that would strengthen his connection and give him an animagus form yet. He looked around the mindscape and nodded to himself, and prepared to leave. 'Intelligence, you are in charge here. Alert me if anything happens, and keep the place defended. I will work on more defenses later.'

'Of course Harry.' he replied as Harry left the mindscape.

Harry awoke to see himself lying in a bed that was enormous! It was like a very king-sized Gryffindor dormitory bed. The room had walls that was made of white marble, exquisitely chiseled on pillars and doorways. There was very little decoration, and the only source of decor was the red curtains with a gold trim, and a bedside table by him. His trunk was at the foot of the bed. He was amazed though to see that he no longer required glasses, and put them back down. He blushed when he realized he was wearing no clothing other than his undergarments, and saw some clothes on the end of the bed. The clothes were a simple set of clothes that look like they were from medieval times. (1) After putting on the clothes, which fit rather well, he went to reach for his wand. He groped around, but could not locate it. He turned and saw it on his desk, in multiple pieces, and paled. His wand was his lifeline, literally the thing that separated him in his mind from a normal muggle, and the Boy-Who-Lived. For all the hate he had for that title, he much preferred it to not being able to use magic. After blocking out that thought, he focused on what he did have. 'At least I can use wandless magic, but it isn't that powerful.' he considered. 'Maybe it would be more powerful if I was in my human form, but that would mean it wouldn't work at all in my demon form. I don't have time for that now, I should meet with that skeleton guy. I think his name was Ainz All Goon?'

Harry despondently checked through his trunk, and noted all the things he had purchased were there safely. He remembered Ainz mentioning that the inhabitants of Nazarick not liking humans, but he assumed his half form was good enough for now, and he could always change it or pass it off as an infiltration ability or something.

Someone knocked hesitantly on his door, and he turned to it, slightly startled.

"Come in!" he called, curious to see who it is. A woman in a maid outfit walked into the room. The maid was wearing a common maid outfit, intelligent looking, wearing glasses and a wide blue necklace. She wears her hair tied into a low-cropped bun at the back of her head. Lacking a metal plate in front of her skirt, her dress emphasizes mobility rather than defense. She is equipped with spiked gauntlets. "Ah, I see you are awake! I am Yuri Alpha. Lord Ainz would like to speak with you when you are ready." she relayed to Harry. "Well, I guess I'm ready now, I don't really have anything I own with me other than my glasses and trunk." Harry said.

"Of course. Follow me then." Harry followed her through the doorway through more marble halls with red carpet that seemed like velvet. They walked down many halls until they came to a small room on the side. "Lord Ainz is waiting here, and will explain the situation."

"Thank you Yuri!" Harry said. She looked at him in surprise and smiled as she walked away.

Harry went into the room and took a look at it. It was a small room, and it had a decorative table with some chairs, and some nice potted plants on the side. Ainz was sitting at the table facing the door. As Harry entered Ainz looked at him with his red ethereal eyes, that seemed to look into your soul. "Sit down Harry, I would like to ask you some questions. Mostly about where you came from and what you can do to see if we should trust you or not." Harry noticed that Ainz was in a cautious position, as if expecting something.

"Sure, but then I want to ask you some questions as well." Harry replied. "Very well. You are currently in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, home to the Guild of Ainz Ooal Gown, which is also my name. Let's start simple. Where did you come from? Near E-Rantel? Carne? The Slane Theocracy?"

"I have no clue where any of those are. I come from England, in Europe." Harry offered. Ainz's eyes' glow brightened, and then he looked away for a second, thinking. Harry tried to hear what Ainz was saying but only heard snippets of the one sided conversation, like 'Impossible', 'Earth', and something that sounded like 'yig-drasil'? "Are you okay Ainz?" asked Harry.

Ainz turned back to him. "We have much to speak about. The first of which is that you are no longer on Earth, you are on another planet, or most likely another dimension." informed Ainz.

'What?! Another world? I mean, it isn't the strangest thing that's happened to me, but that is still really unusual." Harry mused. He was thinking through all the reasons why the ritual had gone wrong, but couldn't figure it out. 'The only thing I can think of is that my magic was trying to help me and knew the easiest way would be to send me here.' he thought. 'But why?'

"What is this world then? And what was all that stuff about stats and such?"

"Well it is a type of... magic that categorizes abilities, skills, and strengths into what is called 'stats'. Your stats were higher than average for a beginning demon, but I assume it will grow over time. It Would you like to ask any questions?

"Yes, I would. What kind of magic do you use? I've never seen a spell like that. Also, why are you a skeleton? And could you tell me about some of the other races here?" Harry asked, extremely curious.

"Of course." Ainz nodded. "The type of magic here must be different than what you use, and I wouldn't know as I've never met a magic caster from there, I only have known your world's existence. The magic here can be cast silently and without foci, such as wands, but although foci aren't necessary, they are extremely helpful. I use the {Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown} when I actually get serious in fights. I had it with me when I entered your mind earlier. The races here are extremely varied. There are Orcs, Trolls, Goblins, Lizardmen, Slimes, Undead, and Angels, to name a few. There are also peaceful humanoids such as elves and dwarfs, druids, and dragon-kin. Personally, I am an undead Lich. An Overlord to be exact. It gives me more powerful magic than usual, and the ability to summon more undead than usual. Yes, undead often do bad things, but they are often to help themselves, not necessarily only to harm others. In fact, this location has ten floors, and each are defended by one powerful heteromorphic race. For example the first through third floors are guarded by undead, and have a true vampire guarding it. And the sixth floor has a pair of dark elves, twins to be exact. I can't tell you all the specifics because I wouldn't want to tell just anyone all of the defenses. Not even the commander of the floor guardians knows all of my defenses."

"Wow!" Harry said with stars in his eyes. "That sounds amazing!"

"Really?" Ainz said, taken by surprise that Harry thought that undead creatures are cool. Then he remembered Harry was half Demon, and nearly shivered when he recalled how Demiurge was also a demon, and enjoyed things way worse than some rotting bodies. "I mean, O-of course it is! This guild was and still is the strongest guild to have ever existed. No one has ever managed to fight their way all the way to the end! There was even once a group of fifteen hundred people attacked here at once, and only made it to the 8th floor!" Ainz announced proudly.

"I would like to invite you to stay here for a while, as you have no way of getting back home at the moment. However, I cannot trust you too well without a way to prove your loyalty, and I am worried they may be prejudiced against your race as a human."

"Well it's not like prejudiced opinions are new. And that place is no longer my home." muttered Harry to himself. Ainz heard his mutter and raised a nonexistent eyebrow, but didn't inquire further. "Thank you Ainz! I would be happy to stay here! You know what, I have an idea." Ainz would have raised an eyebrow at him if he could. Harry continued. "If you write up a contract, I can make it into a magically binding one." Harry proclaimed. 'I am really good with runes and enchantments, so it shouldn't be too hard.'

"What exactly does a contract do? I'm afraid we don't have such magic.' Ainz asked, recalling how the closest thing to contracts was written spells and cantrips.

"Well, here, let me show you.' Harry said. He reached for a piece of paper on the desk. "A contract will list what both parties are doing or promise to do to the other, and vice versa, and they decide upon what happens if the contract is broken, which can be anything besides something impossible for either side to complete. Some examples are pain, money, loss of their magic, and death.'

Ainz's eyes glowed brighter. "Why would you do such a thing? It puts you at a disadvantage." he explained.

"Because, both sides have to agree upon the contract, I have been betrayed before, and I want to put some clauses in the agreement, of course. I want to be able to trust you as well, and not be stabbed in the back by someone who I trust. First, if you or anyone has signs of attacking me or turning on me with the intent to kill, and I find out they are acting on your orders, then you have broken the contract. Same goes for me. We can only do so if provoked first, even if you have 100% proof. The punishment is the loss of their powers. If you are not okay with that, I can change it to simply severely hurt them for a while."

Ainz looked at him. Harry was serious. He nodded cautiously. "Very well, I agree to your terms."

Harry smiled. "Thank you Ainz! If you write up a contract that we both agree to, I will make it magical."

"Of course. Also, please refer to me as Lord Ainz in public. I wouldn't want you being disrespectful, as it is frowned upon. I shall go gather the floor guardians and introduce you to them. Also, if you would like a new name for a new world, you may change that as well. It won't hurt at all. Also, there are a few minor facts you should know about so as to not be rude to the floor guardians. All of the Guardians and most other creatures here were created by the 41 Supreme Beings. I am one of those beings. Do you have a way to hide your human form, so you can stay in it?"

"Of course Ainz. I mean Lord Ainz, I would be happy to! I would like you to know that I don't trust easily, and I do not have a good past. Please do not try to learn it until I am ready. Also, I would like to change my name. It would be nice for no one to know who I am for once!"

Ainz watched Harry, amused at his childish enthusiasm, but was worried about how he may have been treated in his home on Earth.

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Throne Room, A Little While later, Present Time
Third Person POV

Shalltear waited outside of the Throne Room with the other Guardians, and Albedo, who would normally be with Ainz inside. Shalltear frowned as she took note of it. Not many things required even Albedo to not be in the know about it. The others were just as curious as she was, and Aura and Albedo both were shaking, both in different types of suspense. All she knew was that Lord Ainz had said that he had something to tell them, which could either be a punishment or reward. 'I hope he is going to reward us for all we have done for Nazarick!' she thought enthusiastically. Then she frowned. 'Or we will be punished for something. But I certainly haven't done anything wrong. Ah, at least in the end I can see my powerful Lord Ainz!' she sighed. The door opened, and Sebas stepped out.

"Lord Ainz is ready for us now." he said gracefully, holding the door open for them. Shalltear walked in carefully, being the last one to enter. She was both not wanting to look bad in front of Ainz, and also trying not to ruin her padding in her bra, especially since Aura was being especially annoying about the padding lately. The first thing that she looked at was the throne, and gazed upon Lord Ainz. However, her gaze was caught by a young figure animatedly speaking with her Lord that she had not seen before. The teen was male, and appeared to be around her body's apparent age, fourteen, which surprised Shalltear. He turned to look at the door as they entered with piercing red eyes, similar to hers, and with a peculiar green ring around them. He had a human appearance, but slightly pointed ears and a strange type of armor, made of some kind of scales, and appeared familiar somehow. Something about him radiated experience. Not necessarily powerful experience, but the feel of people who have been through wars, and are used to what life throws at them. His magic had a familiar feel to it, but she could say with certainty that they had not met before.

He looked over the group, and took them in. His expression changed as he looked over them. The teen's gaze moved on to the twins, and he was surprised and a shocked look appeared on his face, then confusion. Shalltear safely assumed that he doesn't know how old Aura and Mare are, which is understandable. Next was Albedo. He looked over and his eyes went to her, and she gazed back unflinchingly. He took in her appearance, blinked a few times, but mostly ignored her. As he moved on, Albedo's face twitched, obviously outraged Shalltear smirked. 'Albedo will be pissed that she was overlooked so easily.' Shalltear giggled internally. The boy grinned, clearly hearing her.

The teen glanced at Cocytus, and looked as if he wanted to inspect the Insectoid, but simple smiled at the frozen guardian. He nodded respectfully when he saw the blades on Cocytus' back and how confidently Cocytus carried himself. Cocytus, recognizing the nod as a sign of respect, nodded back.

Then when he saw Demiurge, he seemed to become agitated. Demiurge's arms shook for a moment, as if he was holding himself back, and actually growled at the young adult. The teen's eyes flashed, the red growing, and the green shrinking, and his teeth lengthened as he bared them. Shalltear felt a large amount of power flow off of them. The teens amount of power leaking out was as much as Demiurge's, but simply much less controlled. They looked like they were ready to rip out each other's throats, and Ainz stepped forward, putting an arm in front of the teen. Demiurge stopped immediately as he saw his Lord stepping in the way. 'As he should.' Shalltear mused. The teen shook his head, and shot one last look at Demiurge, and muttered something to Ainz, who nodded. He sighed, and his eyes landed on Shalltear, the last one to enter.

As he looked into her eyes, she felt strange, like something pulled at her soul, and she blinked in surprise. His eyes flickered, the Green and Red in them switching positions, and both of them seemed to relax slightly.

All this happened in ten seconds, and Shalltear found herself staring into the eyes of the stranger, entranced by his gaze. He finally blinked and looked away, causing Shalltear to snap out of it. She glanced around, thankful that no one had appeared to notice the awkward pause. She turned her gaze back to Ainz as he stood. She bowed in his presence.

When Harry, now going by Abaddon Noire, saw the Guardians of Nazarick enter the room, he put on a facade that would impress even Draco Malfoy. He hid his excitement and nervousness below a cool mask of Occlumency. To his surprise, there were what appeared to be two children in the group, but mentally passed it on. He had read about many magical creatures that are older than they look, such as vampires.

The older woman with wings was a bother though. Even though she was beautiful, he could feel a pull, not unlike a Veela's, try to grab his attention, and he nearly glared at her in response. He had bad experiences with Voldemort trying to Imperius him, as well as Moody. Instead, he simply ignored her, and the look on her face was priceless. One of the other beings in the back of the group giggled, and he let a grin slip through.

He glanced at the large bug-like creature, and eyed the katanas on its back curiously. He recognized the way it walked as that of a trained warrior, reminding him of Moody if the auror was not paranoid. He nodded respectfully, and the being nodded back.

Then he saw a man in a red striped suit, and he felt a force, like a threat was coming from the man, and he felt his demonic form show a little, his teeth growing, and bared at the man. It was as if Malfoy was antagonizing him, but much worse. This was the man's home, his instincts told him, and he realized it was like animal instinct, when a bear or other predator infringes on another's territory. He saw something like that once on Dudley's nature shows on the telly. The man's ears grew longer, and his arms shook slightly, as he was clearly holding himself back. Abaddon defensively let forth a wave of his magical power, and it clashed against the man's and they glared at each other. Ainz put an arm in front of Abaddon, and both demons forcefully reigned in their instinctive reactions. "What's wrong?" asked Ainz quietly.

"An instinctive thing with demons, putting out dominance to see who is the alpha. We seem to be evenly matched in amount of magical strength, if not in skill. It shouldn't be too much of a problem for now." Ainz nodded and sat back down.

Sighing at how he let his new demon side take control, Abaddon hardened his new Occlumency barriers and turned to the last Guardian in the room, the one that giggled at his ignoring of the one with the Veela pull. She appeared to be his age, which was surprising, and he felt his magic, click with hers. It wasn't a forced Veela pull, no, it was more like someone he knew for a while, but different. He noticed the two sharpened fangs that showed on her face, and realized she was a vampire, and a very powerful one at that. She looked into his eyes, and he felt calm flow through him. He was at ease, more so than he had ever been. Then he realized that he nearly slipped back to his human form. Whoops. He glanced away blushing, and she shook her head slightly, both of them clearly feeling the same thing.

Ainz stood, and the Guardians bowed.

"Lord Ainz! You requested us?" Albedo said, carefully controlling her expression, although clearly confused at the interaction between the stranger and Demiurge only moments before, as well as frustrated at Abaddon's clear dismissal of her earlier.

"Yes. You may not know this, but earlier today there was a pulse of power that came from nearby." Pulse was an understatement. Abaddon winced, realizing it was probably felt for miles by any magic casters. He hoped that he hadn't caused too much trouble for Ainz in accidentally releasing his magic.

"I had Sebas go check out the source, and there we found this young man. He is a draconic demon, similar to Demiurge," The Guardians gaped for a moment, then collected themselves as they realized that wave of power came from the Green eyed man before them. "And he has devoted himself to Nazarick and shall be staying here from now on." That was news. No one had moved into Nazarick in a long time, as the Supreme Beings had stopped making new servants and Guardians long ago. Shalltear observed the newcomer much more carefully, taking in his stance, possible combat ability as an ally, and found herself drawn to his eyes, like green emeralds from the treasury of Nazarick- Shalltear quickly looked away as she found her attention being drawn by that inexplicable pull of his magic.

"Of course my Lord." Albedo responded. Shalltear stepped forward, and the demon by Ainz turned to face her.

"Yes?" he asked in a foreign accent. She blushed as he turned his gaze on her. She realized she was nearly staring at him (Stop it Shalltear! she told herself) and spoke her question. "What is your name?" she asked gracefully. His grin reappeared as he pulled something out of his pocket.

"I am Abaddon Noire." he stated cheerfully, bowing slightly. He tossed what he was holding into the air, and a loud crack sounded. The members of Nazarick tensed as if it was an attack, but in sparkling letters, his name appeared, shimmering. Smaller fireworks went off, and be bowed. "Wizard, Demon, Quidditch Seeker, and Prankster extraordinaire, at your service. I wanted a bigger entrance, but I didn't want to break anything or piss off Ainz." he said. "And you are?" he asked with a grin.

"Shalltear Bloodfallen." she curtsied, blushing at his roguish attitude. The other Floor Guardians flinched at how familiar he was being with Ainz, and were surprised (yet again) when their lord did nothing at the impoliteness of this newcomer.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." she said, blushing as he still looked at her. He nodded "No, the pleasure's all mine."

Ainz coughed, startling the two. "If you are done, you may speak with each other after this, but I would like to also introduce the others, as well as some more details of how Abaddon will be staying here." They stepped back.

"Of course my Lord." "Sure thing." they said respectively.

He turned to the assembled group. "Abaddon will be staying here for the foreseeable future. It does not necessarily mean forever. He will be assigned under each one of you, and you will train him accordingly. Then we will find a more permanent station or job for him. He has as much power as you, and has his own quarters currently on the 9th floor."

Demiurge motioned to speak, causing Abaddon to growl slightly in distaste. That got an exasperated look from Ainz. "My Lord, I don't trust him. He could easily be a spy attempting to infiltrate Nazarick, and stationing him on the 9th floor is rather rash. You should place him closer to the entrance instead."

He immediately covered his mouth, realizing his wording. Ainz glared slightly. "You forget your place, Demiurge. I trust Abaddon, and we plan to place a magical contract in place that will prevent him from spilling secrets or betraying Nazarick in any way. He is also placed near the 9th floor so we can keep an eye on him more. Speaking of the contract, I would like you to come up with a written contract we can both sign that will prevent him from acting against Nazarick of his free will, and that prevents me from treating him badly of my free will?" Ainz worded his request in a way that would test Demiurge to see if he would take initiative and change the contract to benefit himself or not.

"Of course my Lord. It will be done." he replied.

"Is there anything else?" Ainz asked the group.

Abaddon raised his hand, then stopped himself. "Sorry, old habits. I have some potion ingredients, plants to be exact, that could be planted here. I was wondering if someone could help me with that so I have a stable supply of the products?" he asked.

There was a shuffling from the group, the male looking elf twin pushed the other one forward. "I-I'm Mare. I'm in charge of plant magic on the sixth floor. I-I think I can help grow the plants you have."

Abaddon grinned at the elf twin. "That'd be great! I don't know if the potions would help you guys, but they are useful on humans."

Mare blushed. "O-of course, Abaddon."

"I also have some items and spells I would like to try out, but unfortunately upon my arrival here, I was injured, and cannot use the spells. I am working on a way to use them successfully, so that will be important later." He wracked his brain for anything else, but he couldn't think of much else.

"I think that's pretty much it." He nodded.

Ainz turned to the group. "For now, return to your duties. I will alert each one of you when it will be your turn to work with Abaddon."

They bowed, turning to leave. Shalltear walked out hesitantly, but not before looking back one more time.

A Mini Omake of Sorts:

Ainz watched the interaction between Abaddon and Shalltear, and smiled to himself. "I'm happy, it seems Shalltear is attracted to him, even if she is not fully aware of it yet. Now she won't he obsessing with me, at least." he sighed. The frowned. "But then, who is distracting Albedo from me..."

Suddenly he felt a chill go down his spine. "My loooove..." he heard a whisper from behind him.

"Oh no. Not like this." he whispered as Albedo leapt at him from the shadows. "Not like this..."

Read the bottom description fully, I have more information there.

~Name: Abaddon Noire (aka Harry Potter)

~Race 1: (Level 22/40) Human

~Race 2: (Level 20/100) Demon (Draconian Imp)

~Locked in: Hybrid (In beta)

~Age: 16

~Karma: Chaotic (-200)

~Class 1: Human Wizard (Mage: Magical Core Type)

~Class 2: Draconic Lesser Demon (Mage: Glyph Type)

~Status Effects: Healthy, Increased Magical Core (No longer held at half power by Horcrux and Seals)

~Abilities: Immune to venom (cause: basilisk venom), faster healing (cause: phoenix tears), Parsletongue (cause: genetics), Enhanced senses, intelligence, durability, and strength; light protection against Holy magic (Phoenix tears), Petrifying Gaze (cause: basilisk venom), immunity to fire created by anything lower than a [4th Tier Spell] and Not-Holy (cause: phoenix tears). Any fire from 5th to 7th tier has lesser damage based on the effects caused by spell. Natural Occlumency (Demonic mind protection raises defenses. Not impenetrable, but very strong against mental attacks), Trained in Legilimency to nearly Maximum level. Natural Tier 4 scale armor attached to body, part of skin. Battle Rage: Will be more inclined to become enraged in battle over time, and can possibly lose control. Also has an increased enjoyment for blood and torture. Iron Stomach: Can eat anything living, including allies if required. Flight (60 MPH): Wings

~Skill Trees (Out of 15):
Wizard: Level 10
Demon Mage: Level 5
Enchanter and Runes: Level 11
Legilimens: Level 13
Natural Occlumens

~Spells/Attacks:

Fireball [Tier I]

~[Active Natural Trait] Petrifying Gaze [Tier I]

(If held in gaze for 6 seconds): Slowness (Duration: 600 seconds)/Poison (Duration 200 seconds)

~Burning Blades [Tier I]

~Slash and Bite (Equivalent to [Tier 3] Blades)

~Fire whip [Tier I]

~[Active Natural Trait] Flaming Aura

(Deal 5 burning damage and set enemies within 5 feet on fire over time when activated)

Next up, we see our hero attempting to make friends among the Floor Guardians. How will he react to the cute vampire, or a jealous Demon? Why does Shalltear feel calmer around Abaddon? Find out next time in the newly redone chapters! (Please also vote on the poll I have up)

Edits: Extended chapter. This chapter definitely gave me trouble to write. I combined chapter 3 with this one. I also felt he should start out stronger so it isn't completely unfair, and more spells, since 3 spells isn't nearly enough for someone of his skill. It appears a bond is between Shalltear and Harry. Interesting... I also unintentionally made their meeting like the characters in the movie 'Hotel Transylvania' (Personally I thought Mavis was hot). I am using the basis of Soul Bonds to establish their instant attraction. Soul bonds are extremely rare, nearly one in one billion pairs on people, and now even higher since the worlds are connected, so some people may have soul bonds in the other world as well.

Spells from the wizarding world are... unique. They don't follow a number system to do with attacks or stats, but rather are physics based (for lack of a better word) they do what they do, with no real level limit, and are affected by protections against specific attacks. They do not do a set amount of damage, but are situational based on the amount of energy and intent behind the spell rather than dealing a set amount of damage every time. For example, a resistance to stun will prevent Stupefy from working, but it will still do something. There isn't a set thing like 'A tier 4 armor stops a diffindo spell because diffindo is like a tier 2 blade.' Understand?

I only released the first chapter today because it's Christmas, and I need to see how the feedback is before I publish the following chapters, so please review!