Volume 1, Chapter 1 : And so it began...
Arc : Prologue - Arrival
Edited!
Grand Square of Primis, Regnum Dei...
Forty-one Primordials met in the Grand Square of Primis, the capital of Regnum Dei within The First Realm, each accompanied by their two most devoted Retainers, to discuss how to handle a planet that may soon be threatened in its delicate balance.
Without a consensus on the best course of action, hours have passed. Every breath was audible in the quiet square. The fighting between their masters scared and alarmed all of the retainers. debate after debate, lasting for hours on end, produced nothing except more stillness. Four full days of conversation have gone by in this loop.
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"Hmm.. I assume this is the most sensible course of action?".
"Well, it's either this or... 'that'".
"Can't we discuss this further? Surely this is not the only way to solve this problem".
"Oh, come on! We've been through this enough times already! At least with the first option the damage won't be as big as the other option. Sister, you know as well as I do this is the better option for the mortals".
"Many people will die, but many more will live to make the world a better place to live tomorrow and the day after.".
"I concur that, however how horrible it is, we must set them right; else, they will all die by their own hands.".
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A minute of silence was observed. Those in attendance understood that whichever decision they made would influence the fate of countless mortals living in a faraway globe. The fate of these humans would be decided by the 41.
Finally, a voice spoke to the 40, a perfectly impartial mediator, for he alone could carry a burden no one else could. Momonga, the first Primordial of Life and Death, desired an immediate resolution because the crisis had lasted far too long for them.
"Those who are in favor?"
Thirty-seven hands were raised. Those who are not in favor can only sigh and reluctantly agree.
"Then this discussion is settled. Let's have all of our children here at dusk; we shall inform them of the situation and their task."
"Alright, the sooner we get this done the better."
Everyone nodded and sent messengers to gather their respective children
Later that day, messengers were scrambled throughout the city to gather every child of every Supreme Being, without giving much detail, which confused most of them, as the state of the message itself was of utmost importance; the messengers urged each child they were sent to to quit whatever it was that they were doing and come to the Grand Square.
Hall of Worlds, Primis, Regnum Dei...
Every Supreme Being's children gathered were strolling through the Hall of Worlds, a hall that showcased every world the Supreme Beings had visited, ruled, saved, and cared for. The hall was constructed using the most magnificent stone that has ever existed. It had a towering ceiling that was at least a thousand feet tall. Its interior was incredibly large and stocked with items of major worth from all around the world. Paintings, statues of diverse creatures and people, numerous weapons and armors, and even items peculiar to that realm were hung on the walls. Nothing was left out since the Supreme Beings have acquired everything owing to their collector's instinct. They were conversing with one another and going over the reason the Supreme Beings had called them all together today. They began to develop their own hypotheses, some of which were reasonable while the others are, at best, dubious.
"Albedo, do you know why we've been called?" Why, in particular, all of us? Did you hear anything from Lord Tabula? Shalltear and Cocytus both mentioned an emergency." Demiurge inquired.
Demiurge, a supreme demon and the first son of Ulbert Alain Odle, the primordial of Destruction, was among those present today. His lovely face exhibited his brilliance, which he received from his father, while wearing his distinctive orange suit made of the finest silk and his spectacles reflecting the lights, masking his eyes the majority of the time. His short hair brushed back, his metallic tail with three spikes on each side going left to right, left to right, left to right.
He was followed by Albedo, the third child of Tabula Smaragdina, the Primordial of Knowledge. The most alluring succubus to ever grace the universe, she is dressed in a white gown that flatters her delicious hourglass-shaped body. Her long, smooth, shiny black hair has two white horns sprouting from either side of her head. She carries a small stick about the length of a dagger, with an orb floating above its top.
"Demiurge, I never stated that. Just now, I suggested it may be." Shalltear spat.
Shalltear Bloodfallen is the first child of Peroroncino, the Primordial of Sun and Lightning, and she is a short-stretched vampire with her distinctive soft-black evening gown and voluminous heavy skirt. Her upper torso is covered with a short jacket with a fitted fit and a ribbon with lace embellishments. Her hands are covered in lengthy lace gloves, leaving no visible skin on the outside. Her beautiful facial features, crimson-red eyes that are alluring, and pale, shining skin. Shalltear's silver hair is pulled back into a ponytail and secured with a thick ribbon on top of everything.
"Shalltear. Demiurge was only asking; your intrusive demeanor was unnecessary." Albedo argued in favor of Demiurge.
"Yeah, whatever you say, you wormhole-sized gorilla." Rolling her eyes, Shalltear said.
"You lost a lot, Shalltear, and I doubt I need to remind you of that. Don't you dare make it pleasurable for me to beat you again." Albedo chuckled as she spoke.
'THIS BITCH!'
As she shook her head in defeat, Shalltear tried her best to ignore the succubus that were in her line of sight.
"Yes, Demiurge, you are accurate. However, Father stated that he and the others will update us on the entire issue during today's meeting." Albedo responded, sounding almost as befuddled as him.
Demiurge, widely regarded as the most intellectual non-Supreme Being to have ever existed, became disoriented and lost in contemplation. He wondered whether he had been kept in the dark the entire time. Demiurge, on the other hand, thought that whoever began the story about him being the wisest was a rambler with no substance or knowledge behind their words, since he knew he could never compare to the Supreme Beings, not even close.
Looking at Pandora, who was strolling in advance of the majority of the group, Demiurge pondered what could have compelled Pandora, Momonga's first son, to leave the comfort of the Treasury, which none of them had ever visited. They only knew one thing: if he was out, Lord Momonga had commanded it, and they had to obey.
Momonga personally chose Pandora as the Treasury's protector. He strolled down the hall quietly. His long black coat flowed behind him as he wore his typical white shirt with a black vest and black tie. His hands were behind his back as he quietly led the gathering to the Grand Square's entrance.
"Pandora has also arrived; I can already sense the gravity of the situation." If he's here, it must be significant or hazardous... or both. What about you, Aura? Has Lady Bukubukuchagama said anything to you?" Demiurge turned his head to look at Aura and her brother Mare, who was strolling in front of him.
Aura, Mare's older twin sister, is the offspring of Bukubukuchagama, the primordial of Protection and Family. She is clad in a red long-sleeved tunic made of Fire Dragon hide, a white vest, a golden acorn-shaped necklace, and she is toting a giant scroll wrapped with a brown leather. She commands a variety of powerful monsters and is a dark elf who loves creatures. Her golden blonde short hair highlights her elven beauty.
Mare, Aura's younger twin brother, was striding next to her. With his customary white vest, short green cape made of basilisk skin, and blue long-sleeved shirt made of Ice Dragon skin, along with two completely different pairs of gloves—one made of dark brown metal with claws and a glowing red stripe fitting for a demon, the other of shining platinum-like metal suitable for a paladin. Any woman would be drawn to him by his attractive features.
"Eh, Mom didn't say just what she discussed with the other Supreme Beings, but she did mention something about a fresh possible danger. But we'll definitely find out today what it is." Aura responded.
"Yeah. Nothing except that it's urgent." Mare continued, nodding to Aura's reply.
"Pandora?." Pandora turned to face Demiurge when he was requested by him.
"Ich entschuldige mich, Herr Demiurge. I had no revelation from Mein Vater. I understand how you're feeling," says Pandora.
"My feelings?" Demiurge questioned.
"Yes. You know, I'm the only member of my generation who has received the least attention from the general public. Only when the Supreme Beings think it essential do I make appearances. I can play any part that is required, thus it stands to reason that just by existing I may pose a threat to anybody, which is why I am constantly kept in the Vault."
'That does make sense. There must be more than it seems. Lord Momonga is known for his secretive behaviour. Whatever his reasons are, it must be justified' Demiurge thought to himself.
Demiurge inquired inquisitively, "You don't get lonely there?" "Correct me if I'm wrong, but as far as I know, only those with clearance are permitted to walk inside. Even they only sometimes visit there, according to several Doppelgangers and Liches I know."
"It does occasionally, but it's not an issue. I can guarantee you that my father has his justifications, but he never forces himself on me. I made the decision on my own. Maybe I'm just making this up, but I believe he passed on to me the habit of gathering information and reflecting alone. I find it strange, yet I like cataloging and safeguarding everything in our realm's treasure." With a note of pride in his voice, Pandora remarked.
Demiurge pondered at Pandora's answer for a good few second before Pandora snap him out of his thoughts.
"But enough about that, assume nothing, Herr Demiurge," Pandora said, trying to comfort him. "I'm sure Vater and the other Supreme Beings have a very good reason for gathering us all."
"Just calm down, Demiurge," Albedo said. "We'll get answers to all of our questions soon,"
Demiurge was baffled as to why each Supreme Being's offspring had been gathered together by the Supreme Beings. Demiurge could sense something was wrong in their other youngsters as well as in themselves. They all appeared to have the same thought in mind. Why were they picked in particular?
'What exactly is going on here? Surely this is not just some gathering.' Shalltear was likewise perplexed as to why they were being assembled all of a sudden. 'Pandora, I haven't seen him in quite some time. What?! Even that creepy Rubedo and Solution are here too. Hmm, this can't be good. An all-star composition, huh? I think that's what Lord Ulbert said once.'
They completely ceased considering the cause because they realized their knowledge was only the tip of the iceberg in comparison to the tremendous intelligence of the Supreme Beings.
They observed there were many more guardians than normal as they moved down the hallway that led to the Grand Square's entrance. Even bizarre is the presence of the whole Black Sky as well as every senior military official.
Black Sky, Regnum Dei's top-tier special forces chosen by the Supreme Beings themselves, have undergone extensive training to be the finest at everything you can throw at them. Every ten thousand people who applied died during their entrance training, which was so rigorous that only 2 to 3 or occasionally even 5 people made it through. The maximum number of people to graduate and be accepted into the team was 13, which only happened twice in the course of the team's one billion-year history.
Every member of Black Sky was instructed to avoid making public appearances since they were the protectors who did not talk boastfully but rather by their deeds in devotion to their country and fellow citizens. Additionally, all Supreme Beings have expressed their thanks for their service, saying that all slain Black Sky members would be remembered as heroes and that they personally will perform the burial ritual alongside all Black Sky members, active and inactive.
'Could it be?! Are we at war?!' Albedo said in her mind.
"Welcome, my lords and ladies. You've all arrived right on schedule; the meeting is about to start. Follow us here, if you would please." As they were being directed inside toward the Grand Square, the entrance guardians spoke to them.
The pathway leading to the entryway was designed to resemble a garden with various flowers and herbs. With high tier automatons securing the walkway, it stretches for about 300 steps and is 35 steps wide. Each automaton used a distinct sort of weapon and excelled at destroying anybody who dared to disturb the 41 Supreme Beings, who were separated by a 10-step space.
They eventually reached the Grand Square entrance, where a massive archway is waiting for them, after a short distance of walking. Four golems of various colors, each representing a different humanoid figure, stood guard at the entrance. A lovely white golem that resembles a human knight wielding a sword and a shield, its armor glows brightly in the sunshine. A pale white golem with pointed ears like an elf, wielding a compound bow capable of blasting pure elemental energy. A light brown golem, shorter than the other, like a dwarf, wearing electrified armored gloves and wielding a massive magical cannon. And a green bald-headed golem like a goblin wearing a red pointed cap and wielding a short dagger in its left hand and a massive greatsword in its right. The four golems turned their head toward them, scanning them from head to toe before bowing deeply and resuming their duty.
Grand Square of Primis, Regnum Dei...
All eyes in the area were focused on them as they approached the square's center. A circle of forty-one thrones had been set up, each with a unique design that complemented the personalities of the people who sat on it. A total of 72 extraordinarily powerful golems—more powerful than any other golem that has ever existed—were arranged on the ceiling in niches looking below, ready to descend and defend the 41 if invaders ever managed to get past every other defenses. The Supreme Beings individually created these 72 golems, many of which resembled each Supreme Being's desired guardian.
'Our legendary 72 golems, the Lemegetons. They continued to give us the chills even after all these years. They are supposedly more powerful than us and have consciousness, making them far more deadly. A sentient, immensely strong golem will almost certainly ruin anyone's day.' Demiurge and the others had similar thoughts.
A throne made of incredible white marble with a scale and a gavel decorated it. Sitting upon this throne was an embodiment of pure justice - a knight wearing shimmering armor, and a red cape. His sword and shield lay beside him on the floor.
'Lord Touch. He is justice incarnate.'
Upon an ever-burning throne, a goat-like demon in a suit of the finest silk sat, its claws so sharp they could cut through anything.
'Lord Ulbert Alain Odle. True master of destruction.'
A grey marble throne with elaborately ornamented wings projecting from the rear. It was occupied by a bird-human hybrid. His crimson long curving bow hung over the handrest of his seat. His bow is so strong that it can erase an entire universe with a single uncharged shot and uses the sun as its ammo.
'Lord Peroroncino. He commands every star in the universe.'
A slime sat on a throne made of exceedingly magnificent wood. On the ground in front of its stairs was a pair of enormous tower shields.
'Lady Bukubukuchagama. She breathes life into all living beings.'
A modest throne made of black bricks. A rock-faced monster resembling a golem who was wearing a mask sat still, almost as if he were invisible. On his handrest was a pair of twin daggers made of gold and platinum.
'Lord Nishikienrai. God of stealth and invisibility.'
A throne made of various majestic trees stood, surrounded by beautiful plants. Sitting upon it was a treant, whose branch-like arms moved gracefully with every motion he made, emanating a soft creaking sound for all to hear.
'Lord Blue. Creator of nature itself.'
A throne made from various pieces of armor and weapons sat atop a hill. A giant, wearing intricately designed armor, held two swords beside him - one a curved single-edged sword, and the other, a heavier, beefier long sword, which could only be wielded by someone of his size.
'Lord Takemikazuchi. He is the embodiment of what every warrior aspires to be.'
A throne made of glass with numerous glass tubes housing its concoctions, various scents wafting through the air, sat a terrifying creature with tentacles and a bloated head.
'Lord Tabula Smaragdina. The first to bestow knowledge on mortals.'
There were plenty more, all of which had a gorgeous creature sitting atop them save for one.
A creature that resembled a human skeleton and was dressed in purple-black hooded robes, holding a golden staff with seven snakes' heads intertwined, each of which appeared to be holding a different colored gem in its mouth, was sitting on a black stone throne that is so dark and heavy that it does not reflect light, even when the sun is directly overhead.
'Lord Momonga. Master of life and death. He decide who has the right to live and who doesn't.'
Then the person sat on the black throne in the middle got up, and the others quickly followed.
"Welcome, dear children, please gather around," Momonga said as he welcomed his children.
"My Lord!" everyone gathered immediately knelt down and gave their undivided attention.
"Rise, there is no need for formalities at this time; we want to inform everyone of an urgent matter." Momonga said with obvious intent.
Momonga announced, "What I am about to tell you will be made public after this meeting concludes." He looked across at his friend, who was occupying the seat four seats to his right.
"Thank you, Momonga. We've collected you all here so that we may allocate each of you to a different campaign. The operation is totally unusual, extremely hazardous, and has the potential to bring down one or more worlds. We have already evaluated the danger level, and we regret to notify you that this campaign will likely be classified as Category 6 Extra." Punitto Moe elaborates thoroughly.
They looked different as soon as they heard the number 6. The potential harm and devastation that a Category 6 may bring about were already in their minds. When a danger is categorized as Category 6, it signifies that, if other factors are taken into account, it also has the potential to affect any bordering worlds.
'Shit! Six and extra?! This is worse than I expected.' Albedo muttered to herself.
"Category 6, huh? I suppose that does justify for great care just when I thought my day was going south. Demiurge thought.
"Now that that is out of the way, allow me to quickly summarize the campaign." Punitto Moe spoke while creating a holographic projection with a wave of his hand.
The projection initially depicts a planet in a far-off galaxy before gradually zooming in.
"This planet comes from the galaxy 79K16PL. Since it still lacks a name, we just refer to it as 6G. It includes a wide variety of living and non-living creatures, including humans, humanoids like elves, dwarfs, dryads, goblins, and fairies, as well as heteromorphs of every type. It also includes a variety of animals, including reptiles, mammals, aquatic creatures, and many more, all of which come in a variety of shapes and sizes. everybody coexisting peacefully. This realm is a near-exact replica of our own, yet it has terrible magic power. Our religion has already been established there, where it has endured for thousands of years and been fully embraced by the local population."
"About 600 years ago, when six people founded their separate religions, the issue first emerged. This misguided religion promotes human dominance and labels anything intelligent that is not human as impure. They think that only humans should be allowed to dwell on this lovely world, and that they should be the sole race doing so. Things went from mild racism to prejudice towards non-human animals to blatant mass murder. The "Slane Theocracy" was founded by those who worship these "Six Great Gods" as a human supremacist nation. They started several conflicts, upsetting the delicate equilibrium of this universe and killing innumerable humans, demi-humans, and heteromorphs." The explanation was delivered to them by Punitto Moe in a mournful tone.
"We've determined that it's better for us to interfere since we need to put everything back in order to restore equilibrium." Ulbert continued, gesturing for Peroroncino to go on.
"The dominion of the Six Great Gods ended roughly 200 years ago. Only one remained to rule their devoted followers and devotees after five died in old age. He eventually succumbed as well, having been vanquished by a gang of men known as the "Eight Greed Kings" by the mortals. The Eight Greed Kings succeeded him and gained control of the globe. They were able to defeat the dragons, who were the world's greatest natives, at their own game, and nearly wiped them off."
'Gods?!' Gods don't perish, right? The term "God" should only be applied to our Supreme Beings. They are not gods, these idiots. They are liars with a tiny bit more strength than the normal mortal.' To herself, Shalltear said. She was so enraged by the idea that beings that are not Supreme Beings are called "gods" that she was on the verge of throwing up. The Supreme Beings are Gods, and these six would be the clowns doing their best to amuse them. Of course, this would have the exact opposite effect and make them wish they had never been created.
'I see, dragons. This danger should thus be classified as 6 and Extra, which makes perfect sense. These people managed to outperform them at their own game even though the weakest dragon we are aware of is capable of leveling an entire forest. It's best to move slowly.' To herself, Aura thought.
'So these eight people not only defeated a dragon that was fully grown, but also nearly wiped them off. They've done something extremely cruel. The bravery displayed by these sad individuals will not go forgotten, and their passing will not be in vain; may they find peace in the hereafter. Yes, Lord Momonga would bring them and their family peace.' Sebas thought to himself, feeling like he was losing a family member because he is half dragon. He struggled to maintain his composure as a sudden wave of wrath and sadness overcame him. pledging to carry out a lengthy and unfair justice.
All the children paid close attention to the briefing and immediately understood the situation. With each explanation, their hatred for these 'Gods' and 'Kings' grew even stronger.
"Thankfully, these Kings were vanquished by a band of honorable and selfless mortals who are now known as the "Thirteen Heroes," albeit there were more than thirteen of them. Numerous lives were saved by these heroes, and many more were spared. With two of them still wandering the globe, they died quietly. The other one merely sleeps the entire day, so technically there is only one." In his dismissal, Punitto Moe added with a hint of humor, which led to a small giggle from him and a few of the other 41.
"But let's get back to the subject. The Six's danger has subsided, but their offspring have come forward and assumed the Six's banner. What was the point? to purge the planet of these blemishes and remove all worthless offenders. Following their coronation, they have carried out a series of massive genocides against any and all non-humans they come across."
"This Slane Theocracy has been at war with every other nation in the globe, including the Roble Holy Kingdom, the Argland Council State, the Re-Estize Kingdom, the Baharuth Empire, the Dwarven Kingdom, the Elven Country, and the Draconic Kingdom. Their influence has expanded around the world and has succeeded in putting every nation in a deadlock. Since their onslaught on everything non-human has caused the demi-humans to seek refuge in other places, they have gone back to their animalistic nature and have killed numerous people out of fear or hunger, sometimes even resorting to banditry."
"We must do all in our power to put an end to this brutal deed. To satisfy their irrational and self-centered beliefs, too many innocent people have died at their hands. It is imperative to get rid of the descendants and their adherents because, as long as any of them are alive, this planet can never live in true peace."
Then Momonga's eye socket began to blaze crimson. Everyone is aware that this is when he will end this. He struck the throne's handrest with his right fist.
"It is your mission, should you choose to accept it, to bring peace to this world, lead the mortals back to the right path once more, destroy every single one of those wretches and their followers, and restore the balance of this world." Momonga said.
Everyone at once yelled, "We accept it, Lord Momonga!"
"Excellent! Since this will be your most challenging campaign to yet, we have made the decision to provide you complete access to everything you require for the task. Any base, any number of troops, and whatever weapons, equipment, and items you choose. On this one, all bets are off!" Momonga stretched his arms and yelled.
Everyone was engaged in a conversation of their own, but Pandora's was absent. He remained silent for a moment before moving a few steps closer to his father's throne.
"My Lords and Ladies, may I be allowed to speak freely?" Pandora asked the Supreme Beings.
"Granted. For this objective, any advise would be beneficial. Please express your thoughts." Momonga replied while gesturing for Pandora to continue.
"Thank you, Father. Then I'd like to request the usage of The Great Tomb of Nazarick for this assignment."
"Nazarick? Why would you want to utilize Nazarick? It's considerably older than any of you. Its systems and features are woefully out of date by our realm's current standards. It couldn't possible accommodate you for this assignment, especially since it's a Category 6. Pandora, we have several far superior bases accessible, such as the Gamaroth. Or the impregnable castle, The Regalia. And I'm sure you've heard about our most recent breakthrough, The Zenith. Which has a capability that exceeds any base we've ever built. The Zenith could do whatever Nazarick could and do it a million times better. So, please explain why you'd want to utilize Nazarick." Momonga inquired, interested.
Everyone in the room was perplexed. Pandora himself is humiliated since he is reluctant to look his father in the eyes. The Supreme Beings were speaking to one another about Pandora's unusual request. After a few seconds of stillness, Peroroncino broke out a loud chuckle, hitting the armrest of his throne, and was quickly followed by his colleague Supreme Being.
"He is, indeed, Momonga's son." They both have nostalgic weirdness.
"To be honest, we already knew you'd want to utilize Nazarick, Pandora. So we've already planned for it." Amanomahitotsu explained, which startled their children even more. Pandora was at a loss for words. How did the Supreme Beings know he'd ask for it? How long have they been aware?
"Indeed, yes. We, all of us, have expected it. To tell you the truth, when The Zenith Project was completed, we intended to rebuild Nazarick from the ground up. If you will, consider it a retrofit. We have allocated the required resources, and the rebuilding process has been completed for some time. We knew Nazarick would be utilized again one day. After all, it is the location where you all were born, grew up together, trained together, and triumphed together. So we thought it was only appropriate to let Nazarick shine once more. We made our own changes, and it now not only competes with Zenith, but outperforms it. Even for us, this was a long-awaited occasion."
Everyone was so surprised by what the Supreme Beings had just told them that they all began to cry. Crying with joy since their birthplace and house have been rebuilt. A location where they were reared, where they learned what they now know, and where they discovered the genuine meaning of family. Since they reach maturity, they haven't seen each other very much, but they were recently brought back together to work on a campaign as a family once again. This time, they were stronger and more experienced than before. Together, they hugged and knelt. Then, all Supreme Beings command them to stand up.
"Your task will start in a week, and Pandora is going to lead you all. At that time, get ready for your toughest campaign to yet. Nazarick is in the Five Colored Grass forests and is fully prepared, so assemble there with everything and everyone you believe will be able to help you. You might want to speak with each parent separately and ask for any advice they can provide you as you prepare for your upcoming journey. When you're ready, report to Pandora after finishing your preparation. We anticipate your safe return. Make us happy." Finished with the briefing was Momonga.
They all yelled in unison, "Understood, Lord Momonga!"
Everyone made their way to the thrones of their parents to seek any guidance and knowledge that might aid in their success. Without realizing it, they spoke for hours. After saying goodbye to their parents, they parted ways and went in to seek their most reliable agents and lieutenants. They also prepared all the weapons, armor, and other items they would require, making sure to triple-check each step of the process. Finally, they submitted their report to Pandora. Everyone was psyching themselves up for the following several days. Their current mission will be their most challenging one yet; danger awaits in the shadows. They were once terrified, but now they are prepared.
To be continued...
Author's note :
And that is a wrap! I got the idea to write this fic from the Primordials by CypherTails so credits goes to him. I personally like his idea to make Ainz Ooal Gown not as a player but as an actual primordial gods, and I think it's a really interesting change despite the fact that he took too many things from Warhammer and Dark Souls which doesn't really sat well with me since it make some of the scenes really weird maybe even out of place but that's just my opinion I still respect him and I think he still did really well and it's his fic he can do whatever he wants with it.
I plan to follow the canon story line but with slight changes so I will definitely made arcs. I've aged both Aura and Mare to better fit the story. And before you ask, yes, I made Pandora's Actor's apparel black and white, if you know you know, but no I don't support the group so no pitchfork please. While I have planned to make various OCs from different fic such as Galadriel by PauThide, Taylar by Ashkar, or Tiamat by Iamweeaboo to make cameo appearance (well duhh many of the guild's member are still unknown to us might as well.. damn it, Maruyama) in this fic, I haven't been able to get the permission from their respective authors.
Also regarding wether I'd make my own OC, I haven't decided yet so for now I'll just include the tag. As for rating, absolute M! I plan to make this as "not family safe" as possible, all fight scene will be bloody, and I already have some ideas on ships so there might be a "hot coffee" though no promises.
This is my first ever fanfic, my debut, my virginity is no more.. so please review, hate, whatever you want. I was raised in a dysfunctional family so critic are but a second nature to me. And I'm quoting a rather funny line quipped by a stand up comedian I once saw on Instagram than coincidentally fitting for me..
"There's nothing that you can say to me that I haven't said to myself six inches from the mirror..."
But in all seriousness, I'm just a beginner, and your review and pointers will help me to grow as a writer I always aspire to be. Thank you.
Extra note:
I was working on chapter 4 until my sister snooped around my room and decided it would be fun to read whatever nightmarish fic I were writing. Being a fellow Overlord enjoyer that she is, told me to revise all three chapter because apparently I suck at writing stories. She actually gave me a good pointers to redo everything from the first chapter so the pacing wouldn't be a total mess. She also read the first draft of Volume 1 and advise me to not rush things and make sure "the whole damn thing actually turned into actual well-written story". Shout out to my sister, Lulu, who lectured me for an entire hour on how to write better story.
So yeah, there you go. Volume 1 will have 7 chapters I think, if all goes well and I'm not dead by then. I intend to make this into a 13 Volume story probably spanning about 100-120 chapters of at least 5000-6000 per chapter if possible. I will apologize in advance for my mistakes in writing this fic. I changed my release schedule from "everyday if possible" to "IT WILL COME WHEN I SAY IT WILL", that means 4-5 days per chapter for those who don't speak stupid.
My first time writing a fic will not be an excuse for me to reduce the quality of my work. I will strive to be better! So your reviews and suggestions both positive and negative will be appreciated.
Also someone PM'd me asking to why do I keep putting the "no beta" tags in every chapter. My one and only answer is because I don't have a beta reader and because I'm not evil enough to put someone to revise so many grammar and spelling mistake for free. I said I'm weird, not evil.
Chapter 2 and 3 will be edited and extended to at least 5000 word to adjust to my desired pacing. Release date will be somewhere on Sunday August 20 2023 in the afternoon for chapter 2 and Tuesday August 22 2023 in the afternoon for chapter 3 at best. I work night shift next week so again I apologize for the new schedule. Quality Quantity.
Thank you for your understanding and thanks for reading.
Stay hydrated, you beautiful people.
In the immortal word of AO3 tags..
"NO BETA, WE DIE LIKE EVERYONE..."
Outro song :
Nostalgia by Superman Is Dead