Volume 1, Chapter 2 : Preparation...

Arc : Prologue-Arrival

Edited!


Intro song :

Hayloft II (SMASHUP) by Mother Mother


Primis Treasury, unknown location in Regnum Dei...


After three days had passed, everyone had submitted their reports to Pandora. In their reports, they listed all of the personnel they would be bringing with them, including personal secretaries, fighters who could engage in close-quarters and long-range combat, individuals skilled in stealth reconnaissance, and people who could cross enemy lines to infiltrate enemy positions and sabotage necessary targets from the inside. There were no information gaps. Each and every piece of equipment, including specially crafted close- and long-range weapons, armour, ammunition for every conceivable circumstance, medications for minor and major injuries, and special items, including backup and ration supplies for everyone for the duration of the campaign, was also included in the report.

In order to allocate everyone to different positions based on their strengths, Pandora considered creating a chain of command. From those who are dispatched into the field for data collection, direct confrontation, assassination, and diplomatic connection development. The leaders of their separate roles and teams will undoubtedly be each Supreme Being's children as they possess the necessary skills and abilities inherited from their divine parents. This hierarchical structure will ensure efficient coordination and maximise the chances of success for each mission. Additionally, Pandora plans to provide specialised training to enhance the capabilities of each team member, further increasing their effectiveness in fulfilling their assigned tasks.

For the purpose of discussing the line of command and allocating each person to the position that best suits them, he sent word to summon everyone to the Treasury. He had the strangest feeling that the upcoming meeting would be extremely taxing on his mental state, possibly even psychologically damaging, given some of the more obnoxious, insufferable, or downright annoying attendees—some of whom he had the misfortune to call his cousins—although there were some of them he liked because they were actually taking things seriously and had valuable insights to contribute. As he walks around the Treasury, he couldn't help but hope that the productive and dedicated individuals would outnumber the troublesome ones, making the meeting more bearable and fruitful. He made an effort to restrain his thoughts and avoid making biassed assumptions. Still, he couldn't help but guess how the meeting would go given the loud yelling, heated arguments, and clear disregard for their fellow attendees that they displayed.

'Our mission will greatly benefit from this conference. To assign each person to their function and provide them with the teams they must lead, we must have a defined organisational structure. That would imply a vice leader, and I'm considering Albedo or Aureole. As they are both capable leaders with proven track records of success in their respective departments. Additionally, their ability to remain calm and composed under pressure will be crucial in managing the potential conflicts that may arise during the conference. Ultimately, the decision should be based on their qualifications and experience rather than personal preferences or biases. Albedo has the advantage when it comes to administration, making her ideal for a second in command. Aureole, on the other hand, while she is undoubtedly a capable leader, is best suited for reconnaissance. With her skills in scrying, we could unravel much more in less time. Albedo is then the person who should be chosen as the second in command for managing potential conflicts during the conference. Her strong administrative skills will ensure efficient coordination and smooth execution of tasks. Additionally, Albedo's experience in handling complex situations will be invaluable in resolving any conflicts that may arise, allowing the conference to proceed successfully.'

'Demiurge and Entoma could be defence commanders for sure. Demiurge is a cunning gentleman; his mind could develop a way out of any tricky situation in a minute. He also commands a large army of demons of all kinds and strength; their sheer numbers alone could deter any group that tries to attack us, which in itself makes him a highly valuable individual. Entoma herself has the same capabilities as Demiurge, though she is less strategic when it comes to her way of thinking. She would nonetheless help us strengthen Nazarick, therefore increasing our chances of successfully defending Nazarick. Yes, they would be the ideal candidate. In addition to their individual strengths, Demiurge and Entoma possess unique abilities that complement each other perfectly. Demiurge's strategic thinking and leadership skills would greatly enhance our defensive strategies, while Entoma's exceptional combat abilities would provide a formidable line of defence against any potential threats. With their combined powers, we can ensure the safety and prosperity of Nazarick like never before.'

'Now, Cocytus loves combat. He has the most experience when it comes to direct confrontation. He could perfectly lead our army to victory once we established ourselves in that world. He could get the assignment of field marshal. Additionally, Cocytus's tactical prowess and ability to adapt to different battle scenarios make him an ideal candidate for the role of field marshal. His leadership skills and strategic thinking would undoubtedly contribute to our success in establishing dominance in the new world. With Entoma's combat abilities and Cocytus's expertise, our forces would be unstoppable, ensuring a swift and decisive victory.'

'Nigredo may function as the head of special intelligence. Her abilities in reconnaissance rivalled Aureole's. Yes. I think they would accept the position given her exceptional skills in gathering information and analysing data. Additionally, her experience in covert operations would greatly enhance our ability to gather intelligence and stay one step ahead of our enemies. With Nigredo leading our special intelligence division, we can be confident in our ability to make informed decisions and outmanoeuvre any opposition. So that only leaves the...'At that thought, Pandora was cringing, just thinking about them disrupting his blood flow.

'The Black Ops Head may be taken by Shalltear and Solution, and maybe CZ could help too. I almost feel bad for them; that's the only thing they excel at.' *COUGH COUGH*'Nevermind. On second thought, I don't feel bad; I won't. It doesn't matter if they're my cousins. If that's the only thing they could do, then contribute in those fields they shall.' Pandora contemplated the potential success of Shalltear, Solution, and CZ in taking over the Black Ops head position. Despite their limited abilities, Pandora acknowledged that they could still contribute in their respective fields. However, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern for the potential consequences of their involvement.

'Narberal and I will then take charge of the field agents. Our job will be to infiltrate the mortal's settlement and gather any relevant intel on these descendants.' Pandora knew that Narberal and himself were skilled enough to handle the task of infiltrating the mortal's settlement. However, he couldn't shake off the worry that their involvement might attract unwanted attention or jeopardise their ultimate objective. Nevertheless, Pandora remained confident in their abilities and believed that with careful planning, they could successfully gather valuable information on the descendants without raising suspicion.

'Finally, someone to manage diplomacy; perhaps Sebas and Yuri; they are ideal for the job. Lupus regina could help them as well. Her overly friendly nature may ease up the locals, endeavours. Walking back and forth in the Treasury, Pandora pondered.

'Always think of every possibility that will happen. Prepare for everything and get caught off guard. Consider the opinions of others. They may see something you do not; as the old saying goes, two minds are better than one.' Those were the words of his father. Those words keep repeating in his head.

'No. The father is right. Just because I'm the leader doesn't mean I shouldn't listen to their opinions.' Pandora thought to himself. Having decided it would be best for everyone to discuss it together, he called for one of his daily assistants to call for everyone.

"Aya. Come here for a moment, my dear." Pandora called for Aya, his assistant scheduled for every Wednesday.

Aya is a young high elf and a recent graduate of Regnum Dei's most prestigious Advanced Study Academy, the I.A.S.R. She applied for a job in the Majestic Library but was recommended to try her luck for the position of Assistant Treasury Guardian by a friend who worked in the Treasury Department. Intrigued by the opportunity to work closely with Pandora and gain valuable experience, Aya eagerly accepted the recommendation and started her new role with enthusiasm. She started working at the Treasury just a little over five months ago. She broke the record for the "Most Mistake Made in the First Week" by a landslide when she misplaced almost an entire rack of historical artefacts scheduled for maintenance that day, numbering an amazing and "so unbelieveable you had to see it yourself" 16.379 artefacts. She still has a long way to go, but she has improved a lot since her first day.

"Coming, Sir." Aya said, stopping her current task to label every trophy delivered just a few hours ago from planet Thesant by the Liches under Captain Gla's order. Aya had learned her lesson from the mishap in her first week and was now extra careful with the valuable artefacts. Despite the challenging workload, she remained focused and determined to excel in her role.

"Good. Listen, I need you to go to each residence of my relatives and have them come here for a little conference regarding our upcoming mission." Pandora said to Aya

"Did I make any mistakes today, sir? Is that why you're sending me out?" Aya asked with almost teary eyes.

"Dear Gods, no.. No no no no.. Those days have passed; you've improved so much since then. No, I just need all of them here; it's kind of classified, so I'm sorry I can't tell you anything else." Pandora explained to Aya, nodding to his explanation. Aya's teary eyes began to glisten with relief as she realised that her past mistakes were not the reason for her assignment. She trusted Pandora's judgement and knew that whatever the upcoming mission entailed, it was important enough to require the presence his relatives.

"Then why not just use the communication channel, sir?" Aya asked, wondering why Pandora didn't use it.

"I thought of it just a while back, but knowing them, they won't even realise their messenger is ringing. What they need is a kick to the front door and the message delivered right to their ears." Pandora said, finding his own explanation hilarious Aya nodded, understanding Pandora's reasoning. She knew that his relatives could be quite oblivious at times, and a direct, in-person approach would ensure the message was received loud and clear. Plus, it added an element of surprise that might make the mission even more effective. "No, just ask them nicely. And don't say anything else except that it's urgent and important. That'll be all."

"I understand, sir. I will be back momentarily." Aya said before activating her ring, teleporting her to her destinations. As Pandora watched Aya disappear, he couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence in her decision. He knew that Aya's persuasive skills combined with the element of surprise would surely make their message impossible to ignore.

It only took a while for everyone to arrive at the Treasury. A place none of them have ever visited. They were in awe of the amount of wealth their realm actually possessed, to the point of dropping their jaws completely and stopping dead in their tracks. Precious metals of all kinds, grades, rarities, and worth, from weapons and armours of different qualities to historically important objects, were just scattered everywhere as if they were worth nothing, which is clearly not the case considering they are some of the rarest and most valuable highly sought items they ever knew, which could easily fetch a ridiculous amount of wealth for anyone fortunate enough to possess them. The sight was overwhelming, leaving the onlookers in awe of the sheer magnitude of wealth before them. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that they knew they couldn't let slip away, and Pandora is the sole guardian of their entire wealth.

The Treasury was designed to look like a sort of storage area, with shelves and racks placed all throughout. It is extremely enormous—so large that its precise dimensions are unknown—and has a ceiling that is so high that it has its own artificial atmospheric sky , complete with clouds and stars. The onlookers marvelled at the intricate details of the ceiling, as if they were standing in a celestial wonderland. The grandeur of the Treasury was a testament to Pandora's dedication to preserving their wealth in the most awe-inspiring manner possible. It is composed of what looks to be concrete. A glass box made of a material unknown to Pandora contained some of the more priceless objects; the glass was repeatedly demonstrated to be indestructible , as it withstood multiple attempts to break it. The intricate carvings on the walls depicted scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures, adding to the overall sense of wonder within the Treasury. The air inside was cool and still, creating a serene atmosphere that enhanced the feeling of stepping into a hidden realm of treasures. The majority of its less expensive contents were simply left on the ground, stacked nearly as high as an average man. The gold ingots, bars, and coins were just heaped, appearing to be worthless.

'Oh, dear...'

'By the 41...'

'Wha-What is all this?!

'This is our Treasury?'

'Illusion. This must be a dream.

'FUCKING 'ELL...'

Those were the thoughts of everyone who had just visited the Treasury for the first time. They twisted their heads left and right, taking in the entire scene and almost passing out at what they saw. Demiurge was so taken aback that he began to tear his hair out with his hands , unable to comprehend the sheer amount of wealth before him. As the shock subsided, a sense of awe and disbelief settled over the crowd, realising that they were in the presence of unimaginable riches. The realisation of the true value of what lay before them slowly sank in, leaving them speechless and humbled.

'So this is our fabled Treasury, and all those stories didn't do it justice; this place is truly breathtaking. I was wondering how many historical items from our billion years of history are preserved here because there are so many things here that I only knew from history lectures and textbooks. It's awe-inspiring to see them up close, with each artefact holding a piece of our past. I can't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for those who have dedicated their lives to preserving our heritage in this magnificent place. The Supreme Beings are too far ahead of us, and their wisdom is unfathomable to us. If only we could comprehend a fraction of their boundless knowledge.' Demiurge's hands stretched for a brown leather thick book on the mound of gold beside him, as he was astounded by the contents of the Treasury.

Everyone starts to become lost in their own thoughts, scrutinising and touching every object that takes their attention, testing every weapon that is spread out, and reading every book. Some even get so lost in their own thoughts that they just stand there motionless and mumble to themselves. The sheer magnitude of the Treasury's treasures overwhelms them as they try to absorb as much information and power as possible.

"Ah, good to see you all here at the Treasury. I must kindly ask you to give back whatever it is you are holding since it is not a toy but a precious artefact with historical significance," a voice echoes through the grand hall. The group of explorers turned to see a stern-looking curator standing at the entrance, his eyes filled with concern. "These treasures are meant to be preserved and studied, not used for personal gain or amusement. Even though I'm happy you've finally arrived so we can start our meeting, I must ask that you refrain from touching anything without my permission or supervision." Pandora enquired.

"Of course, we apologise for our offensive behaviour. It's only that this is our first visit, and I must say, it's breathtaking. How long has this been in our possession?" Albedo asked Pandora and apologised.

"Longer than we've been alive, Fräulein Albedo. I have the privilege of protecting everything here from danger, keeping things pristine, and preserving all you see here for future generations to enjoy," Pandora explained. "Every artefact and treasure in this place holds immense historical and cultural significance, and it is our duty to ensure their preservation." Pandora answered, then turned to Aya. "Thank you very much, Aya. You can continue your previous task. I'll take it from here."

"Of course. Excuse me, sir. Have a good day, my lords and ladies." Aya said, bowing her head as she bid them farewell and returned to her previous post.

"Cute girl. Who is she, by the way? Can't be your girlfriend; you're too bland for someone of her quality." Shaltear asked with a slight insult.

"That would be Aya, my Wednesday assistant. My other three assistants are in the back documenting our newest arrivals, if you want to make yourself acquainted. But who am I kidding? You didn't even try to remember the names of everyone who works under you." Pandora threw back the insult at Shalltear, not bothered by her comment. He knew that Shalltear often made snide remarks to assert her superiority, but Pandora had learned to brush them off. Besides, he had more important things to focus on than engaging in petty arguments with his co-worker.

"VERY FUNNY, PANDORA!" Shalltear hissed through gritted teeth. She couldn't stand Pandora's nonchalant attitude and refusal to engage in their usual power struggles. But deep down, Shalltear knew that Pandora's ability to rise above the pettiness was a strength she secretly admired.

Now red as a tomato, triggering her enough to conjure her lance. As a reflex, Pandora also conjured his armour to protect himself from Shalltear's potential attack. The tension between them was palpable, but both knew that escalating the situation would only lead to more unnecessary conflict. Both were having a staredown, anticipating the first attack. Both were ready to tear each other apart. She summons her scarlet complete suit of armour, an armoured knee-high skirt, a pair of bird-like white wings, and a half-face helmet. Her lance now has a hose behind the grip that is attached to the rear of her armour between her wings.

"You're talking mad shit for someone in striking range, Mini!" Pandora continued with his insult.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!" Shalltear became so enraged that she unconsciously conjured both her full Valkyrie armour and her Spuit Lance.

"You heard me, MI.". NI." Pandora said, grabbing a nearby sword from the pile.

"SHALLTEAR! We are not here to fight! Calm yourself down!" Albedo said angrily at Shalltear, now also equipping her jet black bardiche with a menacing aura. "Pandora, enough with the provocation. Let's focus on the task at hand," Albedo added, her voice filled with authority.

Feeling the tension continue to grow, Demiurge also extends the sharp, long claws from his hands, ready to defend himself if necessary. "Everyone, please, let's remember our purpose here," Demiurge said calmly, trying to diffuse the escalating situation. The room fell silent as the group reluctantly shifted their attention back to the mission ahead, their weapons still at the ready in case of any unforeseen threats.

"Look, guys. Our enemy is in that world, not in front of us. Our chances of succeeding will get slimmer if you both continue to tear each other apart. What would Lord Momonga and Lord Peroroncino think when their kids killed each other?" Aura said, sounding almost bored with the unnecessary standoff. Her words hung in the air, causing a momentary pause as the tension slowly dissipated. The group exchanged glances, realising the truth in Aura's statement and the importance of unity in their mission. With a collective nod, they reluctantly sheathed their weapons and refocused their attention on the task at hand, determined to put aside their differences for the sake of their leaders' expectations.

'Vater and Lord Peroroncino will only lose their faces if we keep doing this.

'DAMMIT. But this short stack is right. I can't embarrass Father any further.'

They both calmed down as they started to think of the long term consequences of their actions. They realised that their personal grievances could jeopardise the success of their mission and ultimately undermine the trust placed in them by their leaders. With this realisation, they made a silent pact to set aside their differences and work together towards a common goal, understanding that unity was crucial for achieving victory and upholding the honour of their fathers. Both deactivate their respective equipment, and Pandora puts the sword back on the pile.

"You're right. I'm sorry for that. Time is of the essence, so kindly follow me right now. Let's start this meeting now." Then, as instructed by Pandora, he led them to a big circular table in the Treasury's centre. Everyone sat down in their chairs, and Pandora waved his hand to start the meeting today with a hologram projection.

"I want to start by saying a big thank you to everyone for voluntarily giving up their time to attend the meeting today. Your dedication and commitment to our cause are truly appreciated. Now, let's dive right into the agenda and discuss the important matters at hand. I'll simply get to the point. The purpose of today's discussion is to talk about the chain of command for our future expedition because, aside from me leading this mission, we don't clearly comprehend our ranks. I would like to change that since, as you all recall, we will also be bringing our own reliable agents with a variety of abilities and expertise. Because it would be impossible for one person to effectively manage multiple teams with varying levels of capability at once, I want to group together people with the same level of skill and expertise into one division. This way, everyone will be able to focus on what they do best and collaborate, allowing us to accomplish much more with less effort and stress. I want each department to have a leader who possesses the same skill and strength to oversee one or two teams. Each department will only have one function based on the strengths of its members. To reduce the risk to our objective, people who are excellent at reconnaissance, for example, will solely be tasked with information gathering." Upon Pandora's explanation, everyone nodded in agreement. It makes perfect sense in a way; it will be better for them to sort individuals based on their respective skills; after all , it ensures that each team is led by someone who has the necessary expertise and knowledge to effectively guide their members. This approach also minimises the chances of any crucial tasks being overlooked or mishandled, as each individual will be assigned to a role that aligns with their strengths. Ultimately, this strategy maximises efficiency and productivity within the organisation.

'Pandora made a quite sensible decision. Dividing everyone and sorting everyone into a specific division based on their capabilities will lessen the stress on our whole group and ensure that each person can focus on their area of expertise. This will not only improve the quality of work produced but also foster a sense of fulfilment and job satisfaction among team members. Additionally, by leveraging individual strengths, the organisation can tap into a diverse range of skills and perspectives, leading to more innovative and creative solutions to challenges that may arise. Therefore, everyone can focus on what they do best and nothing else. Very intriguing, indeed.'Demiurge thought, agreeing to Pandora's idea.

"The Special Intelligence Division will be our first stop. The main goal of it is to acquire any information we can. From the fundamental understanding of this world through its geography, geology, history, politics, military, and so on. Given that we still lacked knowledge of this planet, this division would not be restricted to a certain region or range. Therefore, as soon as we get there, we must establish a footing right away to ensure our mission's safety. The more we understand about this world, the better, since we won't get into any uncomfortable situations. I was wondering whether you would like to assume this post, Nigredo, as the Head of Operation of the Special Intelligence Division. After all, you have a lifetime of experience gathering intelligence." After turning to face Nigredo, Pandora offered her the role.

"I believe that because I will be in charge of ensuring everyone under my command's safety, the position comes with a whole new set of responsibilities. I will take the role, Pandora, since Father is depending on us to save the mortals." Nigredo replied, taking up the offer.

"But I'll need help; therefore, I'd like to request Aureole's assistance, who has the same level of knowledge as I do." She is exactly as capable as I am, and I could use her assistance a lot." Pandora heard Nigredo say

'Indeed. Aureole has proven herself to be the best at information gathering, just like Nigredo. They're both on a whole other level when it comes to acquiring knowledge. With their combined skills, we have a better chance of successfully completing this mission and fulfilling Father's expectations.'

"Undoubtedly, that made sense. I see, Aureole. I would like to ask for your help in assisting Nigredo with the Special Intelligence Division." Pandora addressed Aureole.

"Of course, I would assist in any way I could. I'll accept the Vice Leader post, Pandora." Aureole stated

"Great. Then the Base Defence Division will come next. Although less complicated than the Special Intelligence Division, it will nonetheless be quite significant. This division's major goal is to safeguard our base from any attack, whether internal or foreign. Our boundary radius should grow the longer our mission lasts, in my opinion. The mortals will undoubtedly find safety inside our boundaries once our influence has sufficiently extended. The Supreme Beings declared that we would safeguard everyone who was within our jurisdiction. Additionally, the more land we purchase, the farther we must travel. It will be the responsibility of this division to keep everyone secure. And I suppose that as long as we live on this planet, the duty will only increase." Everyone nodded to his explanation.

"The first two that come to mind are Demiurge and Entoma. Rather than engaging in one-on-one battle, they are commander-style fighters, in charge of a large army of demons and insects, respectively. Making them capable of traversing more land and overwhelming our opponents with a large number of incredibly powerful demons and insects, increasing our chances of winning. Also, Demiurge is, in my opinion, an incredibly cunning person. He would be capable of devising a plan to secure all fronts, and I'm sorry, I'm not in any way disrespecting Entoma, but she could use the help of Demiurge to be more strategic and less chaotic in her approach. Additionally, Demiurge's leadership skills and tactical expertise would greatly benefit Entoma in coordinating and executing complex battle strategies, ultimately leading to a more efficient and successful outcome on the battlefield." Pandora shares his opinion, apologising to Entoma.

"That is alright, brother Pandora. I don't feel offended in any way. I agree; I could learn a lot from Brother Demiurge," Entoma replied graciously. "His strategic thinking and ability to anticipate the enemy's moves would undoubtedly enhance my own combat abilities. With his guidance, I believe I can become a formidable force on the battlefield." Pandora nodded approvingly, knowing that with Demiurge's help, Entoma would reach new heights in her tactical prowess," Entoma said.

"Of course, Entoma. I will assist in any way I can." Demiurge replied.

"So? Demiurge, what do you think? Entoma?" Pandora questioned them both.

"I must admit, it's a very intriguing request. Yes, Pandora, it is an excellent suggestion. I'll take the job of head of the base defence division. Entoma? Would you help me keep our home safe by lending a hand?" Demiurge looked across towards Entoma.

"No use in asking me. Please put my name on the board." Entoma answered happily while snacking.

"I appreciate you taking it." Shaking Demiurge's hand. "We shall now discuss our covert operations. The Black Ops Division will only concentrate on clandestine operations, including espionage, infiltration, assassination, sabotage, and capturing extremely valuable targets without attracting attention. We will work in the shadows, ensuring the success of our missions while maintaining the utmost secrecy. Our expertise in these areas will make us an indispensable asset to the base defence division. Given the risk and danger each operation entails, speed and stealth are crucial for this division. As a result, we require someone who can lead groups of carefully trained operatives while hitting targets hard and moving quickly with precision. The ideal candidate must possess exceptional tactical skills and the ability to adapt to unpredictable situations on the field. Additionally, strong communication and decision-making abilities are vital in order to effectively coordinate operations and ensure the safety of our team members. I had Shalltear, Solution, and CZ in mind. You all completely fit the bill. So without further ado, rise up and take the position by yourself." Pandora didn't even think twice before asking their opinions.

'This is such bullshit!'

"You haven't even asked about our consent yet! Why the fuck would we do it?" Shalltear shouted out, rising from her seat.

'Unbelieveable!'

"Yeah! This is completely unfair!" A solution followed shortly.

"Yes, utter rubish." CZ joins in with her monotone voice.

"For one thing, that is the only set of talents you have and excel in. If it's three versus the rest of us, it's not one-sided; just take a look around." Pandora gestured for the three to look around the table, baffled that the rest of them actually agreed with her opinion.

'I can't believe it. Such disrespect! They're actually okay with whatever this egghead babbles!'

"Third, I'm in control of the entire mission. Additionally, as I mentioned at the beginning of the meeting, everyone will be restructured and put in the position for which they are most suited. Shalltear will now be in charge of leading the division, Solution You will serve as vice president, and CZ will be its major officer. Now, be quiet." With snark and contempt, Pandora explains it to them.

He won't get away with this.

"Our military division will be the next in line. This division, which will serve as our main fighting force, will be made up of all of our soldiers as well as part of the Black Sky that my father has loaned us. It will act as our main force in both war and in defending Nazarick. Additionally, it will be the one to advance on Slane Theocracy in the waning moments of our mission in order to apprehend the Six's offspring and bring them to justice. Field Marshall Cocytus will serve as the division's head." Pandora elucidated.

"Of course. I'll lead our army." Cocytus nodded.

'Father. I will prove myself. Every battle will be won.'

"For this assignment, a group of field agents will be led by Narberal and myself. In order to avoid suspicion, we shall divide into 18 teams of two. We'll scout the area to look for the Six's offspring and anything else that may be useful in capturing them. Each team will have specific tasks and objectives assigned to them, ensuring maximum efficiency and coverage of the area. Our ultimate goal is to apprehend the Six's offspring swiftly and bring them to justice, while also gathering any valuable information that can aid us in our mission." Pandora said, glancing left towards Narberal. Narberal nodded shortly after.

"I'll help you to the best of my abilities, Pandora." Narberal said.

"Finally, we need envoys to let people know that this religion and these so-called "gods" are going to get their comeuppance. We require someone who can blend in, get to know the people, and build strong relationships. This job would be ideal for Sebas, Yuri, and Lupus Regina. The last thing we need is another issue, so if you can, educate them about the 41, but don't impose it on them as a strict belief. We want them to understand the truth and make their own choices. It's important to approach this with tact and respect for their existing beliefs."

"It will be our honour, Pandora. These "Gods" and their descendants will face justice." Sebas said, followed by Yuri and Lupusregina nodding to his words.

"We shall teach them. All of them." Yuri continued, followed by Lupus Regina.

"We will have so much fun "teaching" these boastful fucks!" Lupusregina added, beating her chest with confidence; everyone chuckled watching her act so confident.

"Thank you for accepting your roles. I'm grateful." Pandora shook their hands.

"That's all there is. This meeting has come to an end. Thank you for all your attention. I appreciate your time." After completing the task, Pandora bowed his head.

Everyone rose from their seats, bidding Pandora goodbye before returning to their respective residences.


Entrance to the Great Tomb of Nazarick, south of the Five-Coloured Grass Forest


After several days of impatiently anticipating it, the moment had finally arrived for them. Together with all of their subordinates, they assembled at the designated spot. They gave their subordinates the instruction to drop off the transportation in Nazarick's hangar, which was on the first floor. The first level has been fully reconstructed and is now considerably larger than it was previously , accommodating the growing number of residents in Nazarick. The hangar was equipped with state-of-the-art technology to house and maintain various modes of transportation, ensuring efficient and secure storage for their subordinates' vehicles.

Nazarick now has its own Air Force Base, complete with four runways, 26 hangars, and numerous aircraft, as well as an artificial lake with a port for naval vessels. This expansion allows Nazarick to not only accommodate their growing population but also ensure their ability to mobilise and defend themselves effectively, showcasing their commitment to maintaining a formidable presence in the region. Additionally, the artificial lake and port provide a strategic advantage, enabling Nazarick to engage in maritime operations and further solidify their dominance in both land and sea territories.

Every aircraft transported for the operation was in the midst of being stored within these hangars, with each aircraft being dragged to its parking area with its wings folded and anchored to the ground to ensure maximum security and protection. This meticulous approach not only safeguards the aircraft from potential damage but also allows for efficient use of space within the hangars. The anchoring of the aircraft also serves as a precautionary measure against any unforeseen weather conditions or potential security threats, ensuring that Nazarick's air assets remain ready for deployment at a moment's notice.

Every ship, both surface and subsurface, was being brought to each pier, anchored, and secured to it with a combination of heavy-duty chains, ropes, and advanced locking mechanisms. This comprehensive anchoring system guarantees that the ships remain stable and immovable, even in the face of strong currents or turbulent weather conditions. Additionally, this rigorous process ensures that unauthorised access to the vessels is nearly impossible, providing an extra layer of security for Nazarick's maritime assets.

Every combat crew was fully stocking Nazarick's armoury with weapons, armour, and ammo for every troop, aircraft, and ship in order to be prepared for any potential threats or conflicts. This meticulous approach to inventory management allows for swift and efficient deployment of resources, ensuring that Nazarick's combat crews are always well-equipped and ready for action. Furthermore, regular maintenance and inspections are conducted to guarantee the optimal performance and longevity of all weaponry, armour, and ammunition, minimising the risk of equipment failure during critical operations.

Non-combatants, including doctors, researchers, cooks, historians, logistics specialists, and others, were busily stocking Nazarick's supply warehouse on the third level , ensuring that all necessary supplies were readily available for both the combat crews and the various non-combat personnel. This meticulous attention to stocking the supply warehouse allows for efficient operations and seamless coordination between different departments within Nazarick, further enhancing its overall effectiveness and functionality.

It took them about a half-day to finish all of those tasks, triple-checking everything to ensure nothing was overlooked and to maintain the highest level of accuracy. The dedication and thoroughness displayed by the personnel in charge of stocking the supply warehouse reflect Nazarick's commitment to excellence and its unwavering focus on meeting the needs of its inhabitants. With every detail accounted for, the organisation can confidently proceed with its operations, knowing that it has everything it requires at its disposal.

Everyone participating had headaches and a frantic pace throughout the procedure, but their determination and professionalism never wavered. Despite the challenges, they worked tirelessly to ensure that every item was properly organised and readily accessible. Their unwavering commitment to efficiency and attention to detail is a testament to the high standards upheld by Nazarick in all aspects of its operations.

The children of the Supreme Being made their way up through each floor until they reached the tenth story. They discovered that Nazarick's entrance had not changed from what they remembered—a grand and imposing gateway that exuded an aura of power and mystery. As they stepped inside, the familiar scent of ancient magic filled the air, welcoming them back to their beloved home. The children couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation as they embarked on their new adventure within the depths of Nazarick.

Although Nazarick appears to be untouched on the surface, its performance has been boosted to comical proportions as they progress through each floor, encountering increasingly powerful and awe-inspiring guardians. The children marvelled at the intricate designs and elaborate traps, realising that they were about to face challenges beyond their wildest imaginations.

With each step, their determination grew stronger, knowing that only by overcoming these trials could they truly prove themselves worthy of the treasures that lay hidden within Nazarick's depths. This is a comprehensive redesign of the Zenith, not just some "slight changes.". They were ordered to assemble in the throne chamber on the 10th floor while they reminisced about their youth.

'If this is a case of "slight changes," what would it signify if they were taking it seriously?'

'Well, I'll be damned! "Slight changes" are now officially the biggest lie I've ever heard in my entire life.

'The Supreme Beings continue to surprise us with their boundless wisdom. I can't wait to grasp just a tiny fraction of their wisdom.'

Everyone present was impressed with how much their home had improved. Their confidence in the success of this mission grows with every second that passes while they're walking to the throne room. When they arrived at a set of enormous doors, the door opened to show who had called them...

It was Lord Momonga himself, together with Gravel and Zoan, his two retainers. He was seated in a pew in the left centre part, not on the throne. Everyone was astounded by their Lord's humility.

"Greetings to everybody. All right, let's get ready," stated Momonga. He gets up and moves towards the steps leading up to the throne, requesting everyone's full attention.

"I am wishing everyone here luck. Please return home safely, and here is my advice for your assignment: Think the worst has already happened; don't be scared; and be prepared to adjust to any scenario. Please pay close attention to whatever he says and treat his words as mine. I have faith in his talents, despite the fact that he has never led a squad on a mission. All of your parents and I believe in you." As he bids them farewell, Momonga imparts a bit of his knowledge.

"Pandora." Momonga turned to face his son. "You now hold their lives in your hands. Take care and best wishes." Momonga hugged Pandora while saying this. Then leave Nazarick.

"Thank you, Father. I promise we will come back soon. We will save the mortals and bring these ungrateful insignificants to you. THIS I SWEAR!" Pandora exclaimed. Raising his right hand forward to eye level.

"THIS WE SWEAR!" Everyone followed, putting their right hand in a fist to their chest.

Momonga and his two retainers leave the Throne Room and Nazarick to return to the Grand Square, with three squads of Black Sky following and guarding him as he goes through the streets of Primis to the Grand Square. His humility astounded them even more since he was eager to walk the streets and return greetings to all the citizens of Regnum Dei. His people held him in the highest regard.

Pandora then sat on the throne in the chamber; a holographic display lit up, and he accessed its control panel before beginning the teleportation procedure.

'This throne.. How long has it been since we last saw it?'

"Alright, everyone, please take your seats because we're about to begin the interdimensional travel sequence. I have a feeling this will be different from our previous trip around the world with Nazarick, so take a seat and hold yourself to something. It's going to be a blast." Pandora said this to everyone, and they all proceeded to take a seat in the rows of newly built pews.

"Pandora, do you even know how to run this thing?" Albedo asked Pandora, gripping the underside of her pew.

"Let's see if I still remember the code." Pandora answered, shrugging it off as if it were not a big deal.

'Chairon? Chiron? Shiron? What was it again? Ah, yes. Charon is named after the guy who carries the souls of the dead across the river Styx of planet Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy. The foolish gods and goddesses of that world still irritate me to this day, especially that worthless, good for nothing, sex maniac, Zeus. I still can't believe he's the head of his pantheon. Father should've gotten rid of him instead of letting him live. But his brother, Hades, is a nice fellow; I'll give him my Tome of the Dead the next time we meet.'

"Charon." Pandora called.

[Ready... Welcome, Lord Pandora... [What is your order?]

"Charon. Begin the transport sequence. The destination will be planet 6G in the galaxy 79K16PL. If feasible, get us to the centre of the continent." Pandora issues his command to Charon, Nazarick's artificial intelligence in control of the entire system.

[ORDERS RECEIVED... ACTIVATING MAGIC GENERATOR, ACTIVATED... GENERATING POWER...]

[POWER LEVEL SUFFICIENT FOR TRANSPORT SEQUENCE... DIRECTING POWER TO TRANSPORT ENGINE, DIRECTED...]

[TRANSPORT SEQUENCE, INITIATED... STARTING IN T-MINUS 60 SECONDS, MARK...]

[DESTINATION, SET, PLANET, 6G, GALAXY, 79K.16PL]

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To be continued...


Outro song :

Ashura-chan by Ado


Author's note :

So that's Chapter 2's revision. I will start editing chapter 3 tomorrow. As for now, I want to start imagining the invasion of Carne and how to play it out. I'm watching a sh*t tonne of action movies and animes and trying to combine some of them into one long, detailed fight that is easy to comprehend so you guys can picture it in your heads and don't get lost.PS. IT'S SO MUCH HARDER THAN I THOUGHT!

I changed Nazarick from its canon version. In this fic, Nazarick, while still an underground tomb or dungeon, is a mobile base that is used for mission headquarters and can move around the universe; consider it like an aircraft carrier the size of Tokyo. I made the creative decision to enlarge every floor and give every floor its own artificial sky, so its size is more proper. Now every floor is just like the 6th floor in construction, except for each floor's specific characteristics. So the 5th is still a frozen world, the 6th is still a green world, the 7th is still hell like my life, and the 8th is still a barren wasteland all the way to the 10th. Yes, you read it correctly. The first floor does have an air base and a port, and it's about the size of Manhattan. Why? It's for something in Volume 4. Assuming I'm still alive by then, hahahaha! In Volume 4, there will be a significant event or plot point that necessitates the presence of an air base and port on the first floor, which is approximately the size of Manhattan. This suggests that the story will explore new dimensions and introduce intriguing elements to keep readers engaged.

I also decided to "humanify" the OG characters so they all will have a human form, which they use daily in Regnum Dei, and I save their more monstrous form for a more appropriate moment, just later in the story, okay? Right now, I have acquired permission to use the samurai fantasy's armour design to redesign the Momon armour; it will have a slight difference. Check out his Instagram; he makes killer art! I've reached out to The Imperator Lord to redesign Sebas' dragon form, but he still hasn't replied yet, so I will put Sebas' first dragon form reveal in a pending state.

That's about it. I work the night shift next week, so my upload schedule might be reduced. Especially for Chapter 4, as I intend to give my all for the first action scene.


Thank you for your understanding and for reading.

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