Satoru closed his fist around the illusionary heart and to his fortune the raider dropped dead. ...No, that was not the only thing that dropped dead. Colors were muted, the wind carrying the scents of death, blood, and human waste halted. Even Albedo who had Time Resist had frozen like someone pressed pause on her AI Scripts. There were only two things that had color and could move. Satoru himself…
And the blue ball of flickering flame rising from the raider's body. The wisp-like existence had a strange and strong pull on Satoru, urging him to grab it and bring it to his chest. Satoru clasped his bony fingers on the semi-solid flame.
"Is this what a cloud feels like?" Satoru wondered.
Then he felt another set of bony fingers on the wisp, another giant skeleton appeared across from Satoru. Clad in pure black with gold seams. Their offhand was entangled with a human plushie via multiple strings of different shades of blue, slowly repairing the plush. The other Overlord's eye sockets gained their flames when Satoru didn't release the wisp. The repair hand vanished into a golden disk and returned empty handed.
The empty hand filled with light that forced Satoru back and caused him to release the wisp. Satoru was propelled through several trees and lost a few thousand HP.
"Okay this is a combat zone." Satoru thought after he had his fill of mental cursing.
Satoru sat up and gripped the air, pulling down to unleash a [Reality Slash]. ...or at least he tried to. He felt the absence of his newly acquired mana and its warmth. But something deeper could be spent in its place. There was his ...HP for lack of a better term and another that tasted gold and felt like trust spanning over a chasm.
"Of course You had World Items." The Overlord clad in black said with an odd mixture of spite and disdain. While pushing the wisp towards his chest.
The sound of coins clinking together rushed towards the Overlords. A wolf made out of coins tackled the Unknown Overlord causing him to drop the wisp.
"Lord Surshana!" The wisp flicker-shouted.
Satoru saw another coin-wolf dive for the wisp only for a scythe to stab itself through the wolf's skull. A third coin-wolf also dove for the soul-wisp but was intercepted by a fourth and fifth of its kind. Satoru felt a 'possibility' of a funnel connected to him for the soul-wisp. Surshana spun around and bisected the wolf that tackled him. Unfortunately for Surshana and the observing Satoru, both wounded wolves instantly healed with fresh coins appearing out of thin air.
Greed was one of the few and many things that united all races after all.
"Tch. A Slaine Soul." A young girl in red said coming from the left and bombarded the coin wolves with energy blasts. "About time someone killed this raiding party. Well at least one of them anyways."
Brilliant gold flames blossomed around Surshana which spiked into the wolves. The flames faded to reveal Archangel Flames… though they felt strange, like there were three of them per body.
"OI!" The girl shouted. "You really think you can take him on right now?"
Satoru was flattened by enormous pressure. A shadow darkened the sky.
"Oh no." Satoru thought as he recognized the shadow's shape.
The platinum-scaled dragon landed tossing everyone into the air and the soul free from anyone's clutches. The Dragon leaned over to eat the soul-
"NOPE! Not letting a dragon eat a soul!" Satoru thought before he pulled on the wisp-
The soul's life flashed before Satoru's eyes in an incoherent mess as it passed through his Eclipse.
-and dropped back into a normal colored reality with everything moving again. ...but disturbingly Satoru was displaced, in the wrecked trees and his HP bar still healing.
"That zone can affect reality?" Satoru thought as Albedo teleported over and spread her wings to block her last remaining God from the invisible attacker.
Shalltear blinked as she sensed a burst of power spawn in the First Floor. She teleported next to the power and saw a translucent knight in imperial colors. She tried swiping at the weird ghost, attacking clad in mana to make the ghost damageable. But still her attack passed through the ghost like she was a level 1 noob. Luckily for her the knight's retaliatory attack also phased through her.
"Okay. No poltergeist levels just yet. No connection to it directly or through Lord Momonga, so we don't control it." Shalltear mentally frowned.
Shalltear teleported, grabbed a free Lich, and returned to the weird ghost. The Lich obediently tried to usurp control of the ghost but the spell failed.
[Claimed by Surshana] read the textbox upon failure.
"If I'm only a soul right now, then wouldn't an Angel (whose only a soul) be helpful right now?" The Slaine Theocracy raider thought. "I should have learned how to Summon Angels."
The raider sprinted vertically upwards and phased through the roof. Emerging to see a Dark Elf girl putting the finishing touches on a disguise for the Great Tomb of Nazarick. The raider orientated himself towards Kami Miyako, the capital of Slane Theocracy. Desperate to give his side of the report of a new Player's Arrival and one that can already access Limbo to boot. But alas to his and the Slane Theocracy's misfortune, the raider bounced off the insides of Nazarick's defenses.
Trapping him inside the tomb. Forever.
"No, not forever." The raider glanced down.
In his mind's eye sat a large Throne. He knew that if he just reached the throne he would go to his proper afterlife ruled by Surshana. The raider dived back into the tomb and successfully phased through all matter. Passing through a room filled with cockroaches, another full of Vampire Brides. But again he was stopped by an invisible wall on the Third Floor.
"Of course this Purgatory wouldn't be so easy for me to do that." The Raider thought.
The raider flew back up to the ground level and started to map the Tomb of Nazarick, or at least the bit he has access to. Ignoring Shalltear's attempts to stop him… or at least tried to ignore.
an:This spawned from "What if Eclipse Over All Life functioned like Yog-shottogh (the living Gate and Key of Spacetime)"/be an Actual Psycopomp (personification of Death) and "What if Nazarick was infested with uncontrollable (possibly hostile) ghosts" and my history of consuming Soul Eater by Atsushi Ōkubo/Atsushi Ohkubo/various fanfics where the characters become living afterlives like Imperium Ascendant by Jayfiction19 and The Queen of the Moon (Sailor Moon x Overlord) by Ryuugi.
I stopped there because I haven't decided on if it will continue as in canon power levels or adjusting them in light of the gods/players still being active. And how that could affect the angels. Or if i should sub in other angels like Adult Tanya who lost and/or had a mutual victory with Being X. or NGE Angels. That and I haven't prepped for the Gods still being active culture wise.
Which would include why they are on this mission in the first place. And coming up for qualifications to get to the next Floor Guardian/the Throne itself. While I could do boss fights as the qualifications, that is the backup plan. If I can't come up with something better like 'Become a better person' but definitely not 'to access the Throne you must become truly loyal to Nazarick' or some bullshit like that.