AUTHORS NOTES; Hello everyone who remembers this story exists! Sorry for the bit of time. A new job tends to suck out the creative juices of one's mind. Can't promise any consistent updating. Maybe 1 chapter every 2 weeks, yeah I know time is not on my side. Not dying or anything fyi I just don't have a lot of time to spend on this. Anyway a bit of a longer one here, I am going to see with this arc how Nazarick made their big Debut in the world of Superpowered spandex lovers and a long list of bald superpowered evil guys.
"Keep running Aisha! Don't look ba-ack!"
"Got the husband. Take the mom and the kid."
"PAPA!" A boy said reaching out for his dead father before being picked up by his mother.
She ran. Ran faster than she ever had in her life. Even the pain she felt from the bullet in her shoulder was nothing. Nothing compared to the pain she will feel if her son gets taken away. Even if it costs her her life.
"Shot her leg! We can sell her later!" One of the soldiers said. He aimed, he fired.
"Ahh!" The mother fell down and saw her entire left foot was gone. She crawled with her son still in her arms but was forced to stop when a boot stomped on her back.
"Bring the woman to the camp and send the kid to the van. The captain will enjoy our haul." The leader of the trio said smiling, his dirt-caked face having a wicked smile.
"Mama! MAMA!" The boy cried as he was pulled away from his mother.
"Abbas! Abb-." The mother cried out in pain and grief, her once beautiful face covered in dirt and blood from being struck with the but of a rifle. She still remained conscious, crying at her own failing attempts to comfort and protect her son.
"Fuck it just kill her. Don't waste your bullets. I don't want to waste any more than we already have."
The men started to stomp on her. Over and over, her gut, her face, anywhere their boots could connect with her body. The boy cried and screamed as the leader grabbed him by the hair and forced him to watch the beating of his mother.
"This is what happens to Bialyan shits like you." The leader said the boy begging them to stop.
Aisha thought to herself a prayer. That anyone out there, To help them live, to save them from this nightmare of war, to rescue her son from this suffering hell.
She felt herself grow weak, silently whispering to her son it would be all right. Aisha looked at her son Abbas one last time. Aisha knew her time was here when she saw the very figure of death stand behind her son. She closed her eyes, her body numb from pain, and let out a tear.
The last thing she heard was muffled shuffling, then silence followed by a single sentence.
"[Grasp Heart]"
The great tomb of Nazarick. Home of the most powerful guild in all of Yggdrasil, Ainz Ooal Gown. Yggdrasil was the world's most popular VR MMORPG, created in 2079 it was the first true virtual reality game and had remained the top game for 59 years. From the loneliest Otaku to entire nuclear families. It was truly a special game that came once in a lifetime. However, its shutdown was announced in 2138. Because of a dwindling player base due to 'The Fucking Devs'. Only a few dozen players were left to enjoy the final hour. One group is the guild members of Ainz Ooal Gown.
'Welp, We really are in a New world'
The train of thought belonged to the leader of Yggdrasil's most powerful guild, Ainz Ooal Gown. The leader in question? The highest tier of undead one can achieve, an Overlord who went by the name Momonga.
After ensuring that everyone who was in the tomb transferred after the roll call ceremony. He and the entire guild spent the next 3 days doing nothing but making sure their defenses and resources were accounted for. After the initial choice. The former salary man turned undead overlord decided to check on the progress of the dummy dunes and hills Mare and Punitto Moe made.
Momonga was standing on a summoned chair on one of the pillars outside of the tomb. Gaining a bird's eye view of the entire surroundings.
"You've been standing out here for a while dear. Are you alright?" A beautiful voice said.
Momonga turned to his right and saw his wife and mother of his 3 children, Overseer of Ainz Ooal Gown, the most beautiful (and sexy) woman in the world (in his eyes) Albedo. A level 100 Tank build succubus, normally wearing a white dress that outlines her voluptuous figure well, Black angle-like wings attached to her back giving her the gift of flight and could be retracted to show off her womanhood, black silk-like hair flowing down to her waist and green-yellow jewel-like eyes and feline iris.
"I'm alright Albedo, Just admiring the scenery is all. Mare and Punitto Moe have done a splendid job in hiding the entrance of the tomb, you'd think this was some kind of tomb native to this desert lost to time in all honestly. I'm impressed." Ainz was standing on one of the pillars outside of the tomb. For miles and miles on end, an endless sea of sand surrounded the tomb, vast dunes littered the landscape. Below was the actual courtyard and tomb entrance. As if it was a scene from one of the old adventure films he watched as a child. On the surface, it appeared to just be an abandoned temple left to rot in the desert.
In truth, it was just a disguise to hide the Great Tomb of Nazarick from any prying eyes that might be on them. Since their transfer into this new world, they had to take precautions and create a system to keep order. The 'Supreme beings' so called by the NPCS of the Tomb, apparently called their children the 'Floor Guardians' given that they protected the floors of the tomb whenever enemy players invaded.
"You know that's not what I mean. You may be a skeleton now but I can still tell when you are upset." Albedo gave her husband a comforting smile leaning on her head on her husband's shoulder.
"You know me so well. In truth I'm terrified. How am I supposed to look at the NPCs and tell them I will lead them when I don't even know what is going on? How do I make sure this world is safe for us? It's only been 3 days and here I am using one of the children of my friend as a landscaper." Momonga confessed to his wife. Despite the constant feeling of his emotions being buried deep down to the very core of his being, he can still feel little streams of it bleeding out. Especially around his family and friends.
"You have us at your disposal, my love. You kept this tomb together through its toughest of times, I'm sure you can do so here too." Albedo Caressed her Husbands' cheekbones. The familiar green glow of the undead racial ability [emotional suppression] plummeted Ainz's feeling of joy.
'I just hope this world that we're in is one we can at least live in peace. I wonder what the others are doing right now.' Momonga thought to himself.
Ding. The tone of the [Message] spell was heard in Momonga's head.
"FATHER GET IN THE TOMB A MISSILE IS COMING FOR US!" Nigredo yelled in the message.
"WHAT!" Momonga said in complete shock. However, by the time he realized the severity of his words it was too late. A sonic boom was heard followed by a whooshing noise.
Albedo looked up and saw a missile larger than anything she'd ever seen before head directly towards the tomb.
[Greater Teleportation!]. Ainz grabbed his wife and teleported out of the area. The missile landed on its target. An explosion grand enough to level a city was detonated, smoke clouds large enough it reached the clouds in the sky. Then silence.
Pokolistan Missile Range Bunker.
"HAHA! Wonderful! Those Americans know how to kill. I'll give them that much. With This, we can finally kill those hicks of Bialya. Revenge for the old regime!" A gruff yet bombastic voice said.
"We hope this concludes our transaction, General Ahriman?" A woman in business attire said. Completely devoid of emotion and only business.
"Yes yes, we already transferred the money. We hope to do business again soon Ms. Graves. Tell Mr. Luthor we give him our best." The General said cheerfully, shaking the woman's hands in joy.
simply stood up and pressed a button on her wristwatch. In a small flash of light, she was gone. The only thing left behind was the instruction manual for the Earth Breaker missile.
"What are your orders, General?" A nearby grunt said.
"We deploy immediately to the border and launch the invasion. Bialya will know the power of the true inheritors of this region. Pokolistan will rule over all!" General Ahriman laughed at his declaration.
Ever since the Elite killed the leadership of their old regime, small warbands took over the decentralized powers of Bialya and Pokolistan. However, the ones who came on top were two notorious individuals wanted by several countries in the world.
One of those being Pokolistan's own General Dictator. Ahriman Hassan is a ruthless, delusional, but patriotic man. His warband took over the former bureaucracy and rebuilt the nation.
The call for blood fueled his campaign for Power, regardless of whether the people wished for it. It did not matter to him if the people wanted the wars to stop, the death of their young and able to stop, and the constant taking of their food and necessities to fuel the war machine.
The only way it will ever end is in General Ahriman's own words: 'Only when every single one of our enemies is dead'.
"Sir! There's been an attack on the northern gate!" A soldier came into the bunker panting but more noticeably and concerning, he was covered in blood and bits of intestines stuck on his boots.
"What! Send forces to reinforce our defenses. Get gunners set up and make a kill zone!" The General yelled.
"Sir it's not the Bialyans attacking! Its-aaaaaaaahhhhh!" The soldier was taken by something and flew out of the door Screaming in terror until he could be heard no more.
The General grabbed his trusty shotgun and ran out the door with his men. He was no stranger to violence but what he saw put his brutality to shame.
The northern gate was completely overrun by skeletons and reanimated corpses of his men. The gun towers and jeeps shooting the horde of undead holding them back.
Several fighter jets whirled in the air fighting something. General Ahriman couldn't see well with the binoculars but it seemed to be a moving piece of reflective light. The flying figure proceeded to shoot out bolts of light bringing down a jet crash landing on the outskirts of the base.
"They are in the base! If the hoard gets bigger and stays longer we'll be overrun. Some of the gunners are already dead!" A commander said pointing at one of the gun towers being set aflame by some towering monster made of fire. The unfortunate soldiers' screaming being heard from ground level, one even threw himself off the tower in a vain attempt of rescue only to be shot by a beam of light leaving nothing but a red charred mist of the man splattered on the wall.
"Follow me! The evacuation zone is still holding sir!" Soldiers in a vacant Humvee came by. Wasting no time General Ahriman got in the Humvee and his men followed. As he was being driven he looked out the window and saw Hulking skeletons carrying swords and shields too big for normal men to use. They charged directly towards them.
"Shot them you fools! USE ANYTHING!" The general said in sheer panic. Explosions, high-caliber rounds, and more were fired at the monstrosities of nature that got closer. They were either eliminated or pushed back. But more kept popping up screaming with a decaying voice of hate running full speed.
"ThE suUrEme oNes dEsIre yOur deAth!" a floating cloud in the air yelled out composed of several contorting shifting faces of expressions of pain and hate. It was enough to make the general and great leader of Pokolistan sweat in fear.
"Once we are in close the Hanger doors!" Ahriman yelled.
"But the rest are still-" a soldier protested.
"If we don't close that door then we're the ones who are going to be next you idiot! It's a necessary sacrifice for the good of Pokolistan!" Ahriman said, that the moment he finished speaking the door to the air shuttle closed, a lucky few managed to get inside in time but the majority of soldiers kept banging on the door, and the crashing of hum-vees was heard. Multiple soldiers cried out for help from Arhrim, and then gunfire could be heard along with the screeching of the undead.
"Help us!"
"Open the door please!"
"They are getting near us!"
"Open fire!"
"General the jet set and ready to take you. The first of the evacuations have already been sent to the Landing Zone!" The nearby captain said.
"Good. Grab everything of worth and set the Earth Breaker missile to explode! It will buy us time to organize our forces and reinforce Base-" The general never finished his sentence as an explosion was heard and the remains of the evacuation plane landed on the shuttle killing nearly everyone it had landed on.
General Ahriham was coughing and grabbed his head, he looked at his hand and saw blood. He looked around and saw half of the hanger destroyed, the fire remains of a plane spread across spreading smoke and fire everywhere. He was disoriented and looked for anyone nearby. He stumbled across sights of men on fire dead or burning alive, others tried to help their comrades from the ruble or find the unfortunate crushed body. He finally saw his vice-captain face down under some rubble.
"Thank goodness I found you captain. Hurry we must-" Ahriman pulled the captain out of the rubble but found the entire lower half of his body gone and rebar through his eye. Ahriman dropped the body in frustration
"Shit! What now?"
"Your death please." The voice of a woman said behind him. General Ahriman turned around and pulled the trigger of his shotgun. However, he saw his own arm fly off from the recoil of the shotgun blast. Then the pain was felt where his arm used to be, yelling in terror and pain clutching his arm.
"W-w-wait! I'll do anything you want! I can give you power! The country!" The General begged as his back hit the wall.
"Oh? Anything?" The woman said. Ahriman looked up and saw what it was he was facing. It was a Woman in heavy plate armor but pitch black and a horned helmet, it had black wings protruding from its back, flapping the dust clouds and smoke away creating the clear line of sight he had. The woman lifted Ahriman's chin to eye level and all he saw was a black void with two predatory eyes like a lion but twisted and demonic.
"...spare me…please?" Ahriman pleaded crying in fear.
With her free hand, the woman took off her helmet. The fear Ahriman felt was replaced with confusion it was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, probably almost as much as Wonder Woman. The woman smiled like one would to an old friend and brought Ahriman ease.
SPLAT
Ahriman headless corps fell to the floor.
"To think I was once human…. Disgusting.". The woman said wiping the blood off with the torn clothes of the dead general. Afterward, she put her index finger to her temple.
"[Enemy Neutralized. Request for help in transferring the equipment to the tomb.]".
"[On my way with the hoard Albedo. You were really milking the torture there weren't ya?]" The voice of Peroroncino was heard through the [Message Spell]. Peroroncino was flying in the air looking down on the ground. He had taken out all of the fighter jets carrying one pilot as a hostage, who was clinging to his arm praying for salvation. Peroroncino was a white gold feathered, gold armored Birdman of the hawk variant, his speed was the fastest in the tomb able to surpass 40000 Kilometers per hour. His weapon of choice was Houyis bow, a bow blessed with the power of the very sun, the same power that blasted the jets out of the sky.
Peroroncino had the appearance of avian royalty. It might have been true and a believable statement, if not for the fact in his other arm was a see-through bag of all the hidden smut in the base. Most of it being recently 'used' is evident by Peroroncino's loose belt.
"[A woman needs to blow off steam somehow. Besides, needed to put on a show for prying eyes.]" Albedo ended her message to the birdman. She turned around and smiled and waved at a vulture that had started to feast on one of the dead bodies. Within a split second Albedo crushed it under her heel, mechanical parts, wires, and sparks coming from its corpse.
Metropolis, Lex Corp Building.
"I'm sorry I did not know-"
"Sorry doesn't explain what happened to our new trading partner. Besides, you have nothing to be sorry for. If anything you should be grateful I let you use the Molecular transponder, if the footage was anything to go by. Things got interesting."
"Excuse me, sir?" said in confusion
Lex Luthor simply turned around, the light from the screen unknowingly reflecting off his head. His hands intertwined into an armrest for his chin as he hunched over in contemplation.
"Very interesting." Luthor smiled. The kind of smile he saved when he wanted to Hurt Superman.
AUTHORS NOTES:
DUN DUN DUN! What? did you think our favorite capitalistic totally legal trade agreements and totally not evil genius scientist wasn't going to be involved somehow?!
I read your guy's reviews and I agree. DC stomps Nazarick. Will I write DC stomping Nazarick? No. Cause there would not be a story otherwise. Will Nazarick Stomp DC? No. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a story. Is there an endgame where one side wins and the other loses? Yes!
You all are just gonna have to wait and see what that endgame is though! Also, I understand I didn't make any definitive statements on what kind of earth this takes place in. I'll answer that next chapter as I'm hammering the last bits of a timeline for the first few arcs. In the meantime I need ya'lls help. I need every single B, C, D, and even E-list villain and hero there is! I have an idea for future chapters.
Also decided to skip the whole Guardian introduction but I might do it in a flashback sequence if you guys want to see it. If you all want to know how it went read my other story Overlord: Families of Nazarick chapter 2. If you all want this story's version then I'll do it justice.
Thank all of you for reading this it really means a lot to me that you guys take time out of your day to read this ambitious little fanfic. As a reward here is a sneak peek :D
SNEAK PEAK: "So you went out of your way in the middle of a battle to rub one out! - Hey you know how sexy catgirls are!" / " 'I don't for vermin like you.' I recall you saying." / " EHRE SEI AINZ OOAL GOWN UND ALLEN IN NAZARICK! - *sigh* Pandora you are going to give me a heart attack."