The Overlord and the Empress Chapter 1- I thought the game shut down?, an overlord/オーバーロード fanfic

ANNOUNCMENTS AND SEMI IMPORTANT THINGS ( considering this is a fanfiction website nothing can be truly important I guess)

FIRST OFF. OH MY GOD?!?! I had NO IDEA I would be getting so much feedback and reviews on my first thing I ever posted. Thanks so much for appreciating my writing! It's awesome! Yea yea I know it's only 20 peopl or whatever but I legit thought no one would see it so the fact that someone did was kinda surprising lol.

I really appreciate the critique, feedback, and encouragement I've been getting from you guys.

Additionally- I have questions and comments to make:

KNOW MOST OF YOU DONT CARE!!! I get it!!! HOWEVER: I AM making progress on the Brain in Nazarick Fanifiction, but the thing is, I'm also making progress on LOTS OF OTHER THINGS! Literally. I have TONS of material and I don't know which to refine first.

The thing is - I'm REALLY struggling on where to take the 'Brain in Nazarick' FanFiction. As y'all know, lots of the stuff on this site isn't very well thought out and stuff, which is totally fine! It's meant o be a place for people to have fun and get their ideas out there. However, for me at least, I REALLY want to avoid plot-holes, super OOC characters, unlikely character behaviors, etc etc. I do plan on posting more to it though!

However- regarding my other projects:

I have one about The denizens of Nazarick learning how to celebrate holidays.

I have one about Momonga suddenly reverting back into a human child while in the great tomb.

I have one about an added OC that I made- and NO the plot will not be the exact same and NO there are NO OTHER OC's besides 1!!!

I actually have a lot of material that involves this character of mine, one of which I'll post today. I've done over 30k words for it already

ADDITIONALLY- I'm an AVID ONE PEICE FAN. I love One Piece and I'm also in the middle of writing ficlets for it, along with some extra side stories, and ( i know most of you hate this idea) but a crossover where my OC from overlord gets transported into The one piece world.

Two fantastic pieces involving a female OC's from Overlord being transported into Nazarick actually do already exist- 'One Peice: A Demons Treasure' by PaulyThide. And 'The Falling Star' by oblivion2991. They are both great stories and if you like both One Piece and Overlord I thing you'll love these. Angel can be a bit annoying at times but that's just part of her charm.

If you're interested in any of the above, or you have some creative ideas that you'd like to see in writing for either anime- please leave it in a review! If I like your idea I would enjoy the chance to bring it to life!

Without further ado, let me introduce you to the OC that half of you will probably despise- Enjoy!

(And yes, lots of the first update will mostly review the beginning, but it's unavoidable- I hope it's still different enough.)

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All of the little ones ran around her-

Only about 9 of them were staying with her at the daycare today- but she was fine with that. They were having an absolute blast right about now- they were almost all in the "kitchen" preparing different dishes or activities for Mrs. Tanaka to try. However, a few were scattered around pursuing other very 'noble' goals.

"Mrs. Tanaka, look at what I made!!" Motioned one boy, Braiden, roughly 9 years of age, he was shouting across the room in his excitement with his excellent race car track he just made taking up half of the rug.

"No, Mrs. Tanaka, c'mere, c'mere!" Another child cried, a younger girl jumping up and down for emphasis to get her attention so she could come and join her tea party where two other girls a little younger than the first had already taken their seats.

"No, Miss. Tanaka needs to come over here first- I just made the biggest sandwich to ever exist!" Said one of the children- motioning with both hands in an extravagant fashion to a 'sandwich' made with plastic bread, lettuce, tomato, bananas, eggplants, brownies, and pretty much everything that was in the fake mini-fridge. To be fair- he wasn't lying, it was a pretty tall sandwich

The one known as 'Miss Tanaka', whose full name was actually Suzuki Tanaka, responded through her laughter.

"Now now, everybody calm down, I'll make it to each area in time, I promise."

She loved the enthusiasm of these children, so this side gig was perfect for her, when she realized that many of the people in her apartment complex didn't have anywhere to send their children, she offered to start a daycare business, and although it definitely wasn't particularly lucrative, she still made enough to live off of comfortably when combined with her crappy office-job salary. They only gave her 20 hours of paid work a week though, so to avoid the streets, she started up this.

"Alrighty then Braiden, show me what you made first,"

The boy, apparently known as Braiden, pumped his fists while running over to the laughing Miss. Tanaka, the others claiming the next spot in line. Tanaka smiled at the good nature of the other children, allowing the young boy to take her by the hand to show off his fantastic race car track.

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Yggdrasil had become her life.

Why did it have to go?

Today was a sad day. Because her favorite game in the entire world was going to be shut down-

It was the year 2138, civilization had grown by leaps and bounds, creating an overpopulated world with technology beyond imagination. Lots of this technology was used to create immersive virtual worlds that allowed for many people to escape from the blandness of everyday life. Yggdrasil was one of these games.

Yggdrasil was a popular DMMO RPG, that stood for Dive Massively-Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game, where players could immerse themselves in virtual reality experiences.

This particular game was known for its unique gameplay experience in the fact that it offered an unusual amount of player freedom; players could create their own avatars, interact with other players, create guilds, build NPCs entirely from scratch, and explore any of the nine worlds available for exploration.

It was absolutely incredible.

In Yggdrasil she was part of a guild, this group was who she would PK with, tackle event bosses and mob bosses with, and overall they were just a group of people who she could do stupid shit with- they were people she could rely on, they were her friends. This guild was known as Ainz Ooal Gown.

The guild of Ainz Ooal Gown was very strict about new entrants, but once you were in, you were completely and totally accepted. The requirements to join the guild were simple-

1- You had to be an actual integrated part of society IRL, you had to have a job and income, you had to be making an influence on those around you.

2- You had to be of a Heteromorphic Race; non- human or humanoid.

This was established because the original nine were all heteromorphs who were sick of being hunted down by humans. Humans hunted hereromorphs because, like real life, people judged and favored people based on race, and any form of heteromorphs were automatically hated by the rest of players everywhere, it was kinda a game comic with the whole Role-Play thing. Even if human players didn't hate Heteromorph though, they still ended up PK'ing several just to meet different quest and level criteria's.

By Ainz Ooal Gown becoming a guild for heteromorphs, it meant that there was now a safe zone for those who chose the heteromorphs race; it offered them a chance to make friends in Yggdrasil. It also gave them the chance to roleplay as evil supervillains, which they totally maxed out on.

It was truly an incredible gaming experience.

However, due to the drastic decrease of active players over the past few years, the developers (more fondly known by all gamers as the 'shitty devs') had already announced the servers' shutdown. And much to Ms. Tanaka's dismay, that server shutdown was tonight.

Her babysitting job had very obscure hours, but it never went past 8pm- normally that is.

Today was a shitty exception. Causing her to reach her headset later than she planned. She was holding back her tears as she looked at the clock- 22:21- only an hour and a half left.

She put on her headset to her favorite game, loaded up the menu, and chose her avatar- the level 100 Pheonix, the brawler setup which also excelled in many arcane Magicks. the perfect combo for her, a wild card of sorts. But her magical prowess and pure agility and special skills were what made her so strong.

God, she was so proud of her avatar.

She was a level 100 player who was the race [Phoenix]. The 20th member of Ainz Ooal Gown, her name IRL was Tanaka. But here, in the world of Yggdrasil, she went by the alias of Asterix. Her full username being 'x*Asterix*xx.

Her character was unique from many other Players in Yggdrasil, for she took advantage of the uncommonly-used class of Phoenix. One of her good friends, the perverted Peroronchino, also took this class for his main avatar, however, Asterix also went through and put many levels into the Racial Class [Harpy] resulting in a multitude of differences, both cosmetically and skill-wise.

Unlike Peroronchino, her face remained to appear human, however, her features were slightly adjusted and elongated to appear more bird-like. Her eyes were a stunning shade of pink. Her hair was a deep orangey red, not the color of blood, but of rose- its length would have reached her rump if she had not put it in a high ponytail, keeping it from getting in her face, which was thin with her chin coming to a sharp point. She was known to absolutely adore the character creation menu- it was well known that she redesigned her main setup five times before she came up with something she was satisfied with, she spent hours upon hours in the creative menu sorting the details of her appearance, although they were purely cosmetic, it was one of her guilty pleasures. Of course, she also had long wings on her back, along with bird-like legs with inverted knees and talons.

Several years back, she ended up joining the guild, entering as their 14th member, as a Pheonix, a more socially acceptable heteromorph but a heteromorph nonetheless. Sick of being bullied and PK'd, she joined the guild and made the friends of a lifetime.

The people she had met Yggdrasil along with the memories they made became her safe haven- Although she did love her babysitting job, it wasn't a friendship- in the end, it was still a form of work, and, her office job sucked, the hours were fine, but the pay was so crap which was why she had to start babysitting in the first place. However, through all of that, here in Ainz Ooal Gown, she had people she could talk to, laugh with, and confide in.

At their prime, they had 41 members, and they were feared as the 4th most powerful guild in the game, and the most evil guild of all. Several years back over a 1,000 different level 100 players attacked Ainz Ooal Gown, but even with all of their forces, every single invader, all 1,500 of them, fell to the swords, magic, and fists of both the NPC's and Guild members efforts- in the 8th floor of the great tomb of Nazarick. It was one hell of a day, every member of that tomb celebrated their crushing victory.

She let out a heavy sigh.

Looking back on such memories brought her great joy, but also great sorrow, because to be honest, Ainz Ooal Gown held only a fraction of the splendor it used to hold.

Although there were a whopping 41 at one point, now, there was only one person left.

The only one left alongside her, the one who stuck out the longest, was none other than her beloved guildmaster, Ainz Ooal Gown. She joined the guild years ago, coming in as their 14 member, as per the lovely dequest and invite provided by Momonga.

Momonga was a ElderLich who wore extravagant black robes accented with purple and gold, he was one of her best friends in the entire world,-excluding BukuBukuChagama- and, unfortunately, the one she called her little brother, even if she was only a couple years older, her 35 and him 32.

When she finally loaded in and teleported to the meeting room, where Momonga said he'd be, she couldn't not notice her little brother's frustration as their old friend, Hero-Hero, logged out for the last time after a few goodbyes.

She huffed. "Well, Momonga. I'm glad that at last HeroHero came to visit."

She grimaced when all she got in response was a "muh".

To be fair, both of them had complicated feelings on the matter. Most of the guild members quit or slowly stopped showing up around 4 years ago, the few ones remaining, BukuBukuChagama, DraconicXX, PeroRonchino, and a couple others stayed for a big longer, but eventually took off to achieve thing or chase goals they had in the real world. Although many of the others hadn't played for several years, both Asterix and Momonga suspected that at least some of the members would come to see Ygddrasil off, not just one utterly exhausted Black Slime.

"Yes, that was nice, I wish you could have spoke to him more, but he had to leave- he's majorly overworked right now, he nearly passed out in his chair."

Asterix sighed. "No, it's alright, it makes sense after all, who knew that promotion he was so darn excited about a few years ago would screw up his life so much.."

Although his visit was good-hearted and very much so appreciated, both of them wanted more- one last big guild interaction. They could joke about stupid old things, listen to Peros pervy nature, beg BluePlanet to -for the love of god- choose an original topic for conversation, pretend to eat a bucket of popcorn while Ulbert and Touch Me made fools of themselves. But of course, after their email asking everyone to return for one last hurrah was either unseen or ignored, that wasn't happening.

After some deliberation, and her insisting that her little brother wield the guild weapon just one last time, they made their way to the throne room.

It was gorgeous. Just like everything else in the tomb.

Honestly, they all ( the guildmembers) wanted it to be used like one last ultra-mega boss fight room- where players would meet them with all 41 of them lined up next to the world-item [Throne of Kings]. But of course, no one was strong enough to ever have that happen.

"God DAMNIT" Momonga yelled, slamming his hand on the armrest of his throne he perched upon.

"I- I really just don't want it to be over." Momonga sunk into the throne further, but with how slumped his avatar's posture already was, it was honestly quite the achievement.

Asterix went to touch his arm, sitting on the armrest of the throne, hugging his arm as she held in her own tears.

She looked at the NPC's stationed before them, they had told them to 'follow' as they made their way to the throne room. Deciding to try to do something to lift her brothers mood, she walked up to the NPCs.

"Ah, look, it's the famous Pleiades battle maids" Asterix stated with a chuckle.

Her comment worked in gathering his attention when Momonga gave her what would have been a side-eye. "Uh huh, and what's so funny?"

"I just can't believe it, I mean, battle maids" Asterix remarked, scoffing at the idea that those two words were put together in the same sentence. " It obviously turned out freakin' awesome but I can't remember who had the idea originally."

Momonga let out a hearty laugh " I'm almost positive it was a combination of Peroronchino, Genchiro, Hero-Hero and a few other residential pervs."

Asterix let out a snort, not very professional, and skipped over to pat the kneeling unmoving NPC that was the battle maid Entoma, the smallest of the seven, on the head. She spoke to the computerized fragment, as if coddling it.

"Oh ignore him, he doesn't mean that."

Momonga gave that statement some thought.

"Hmmm, well I guarantee you we can both agree Peroronchino is a perv but the others, I can let them slide."

" Yea, save their dignity please"

Momonga let out a "Pffffft" as Asterix thanked the battle maids once more, for all of their work.

"I love you guys dearly, you are all so special." She wrapped them in a hug.

She turned back to Momonga when there was silence, " Oi, aren't ya gonna say 'bye?' ya heartless child?"

"I'm not a child for gods sake! and yea I was gonna say bye" Momonga states in a very defensive tone, " I was just clearing my throat is all."

Asterix used an 'eyerolling emoji' to express her thoughts to that statement.

"Thank you all very much for your hard work." A slow clap preceded his words.

"Well that was very nice, good job!" Asterix stated in a tone that was most definitely condescending.

She totally ignored whatever his reaction was as she skipped over to Sebas, which she hugged.

"Oh Sebas I love you so Muchhhhhhh!!!"

Momonga laughed at this childish outburst of hers,

"yes yes, we all adore Sebas."

"Well I love him lots- he was made to be my temporary bodyguard, ya know?" Asterix stated with a shrug.

Momonga raised his eyebrows at this. Well he would if he was able to or if he had any, from his silence Asterix could sense his confusion so she elaborated.

"Ah, that's right! You weren't there at the time were you? You had that mandatory meeting." She said in a bored voice.

The Phoenix quickly perked up, eager to share. "At the time Touch me made Sebas, I was working on getting my last few levels to become level 100, which was a hard treacherous stretch, so in order to aid me, and also to be condescending, Touch Me added a little line of code saying that Sebas is protective over me, he wants to keep me safe."

She plants a quick kiss on his forehead as thank you and she gets a warning from the game which prohibits any 18 behaviors, in addition to a big huffing sigh from her little brother on the throne.

She ignores both, what'll they do anyway?

"In truth, I guess it's a bit of a stretch to say he was made for that purpose, as he had already been created, Touchme was just adding his personality and commands, and he added that snippet for fun haha. I guess I'll always have a protective figure somewhere in Ydgrassil even when I'm gone." Asterix said with a little laugh and a sigh, she made her way back up to the throne, and sat down on the armrest once again.

"I do wish it would stay forever."

"Imagine if we could live here." His voice held an unmistakable hint of longing.

Asterix snorted again, " That would be freaking awesome, a dream come true."

She allowed herself to sink further into the thrones arm rest, sitting right beside Momonga, slumping really, not very Queen-like. But it was fine. She loved her NPC's, all of them really. She loved her guildmates. She loved the Tomb they built- the entirety of all the 10 floors and all the wealth and power they acquired. She was proud of their achievements, as the 4th greatest guild in Yggdrasil; alas, her posture didn't really matter anymore.

Because everything she and her 40 friends had built would soon disappear.

Momonga and Asterix sat there, on the last half logout of the last day of Yggdrasils run time, the famous DMMO RPG, staring at the flags of her comrades long gone. They exchanged simple stories.

Listing their names, Asterix knew she longed for the days when her guild, Ainz Ooal Gown, was at it's peak. They discussed good moments, fun memories.

The mood was easing into sadness yet again, but they still had 10 minutes left, they couldn't sink into depression just yet.

Trying to change the mood, Momonga turned the guild weapon, a thin, curving staff, around in the palm of his hand ''I've never actually held the staff like this before, sitting at the throne and all- I've actually never equipped it once besides the day that we made it."

"Well, it suits your build perfectly," Asterix commented, lightly nudging Momonga in the shoulder, "not only does it fit your build and fighting style perfectly", she added in a sarcastic tone, "it matches your eXoTiC RoBeS."

It's true that Momonga's robes were a little gaudy, if only that. The huge metal joints on his shoulders, the massive gemstones, and all of the intricate gold thread weaving. By itself, the full outfit looked slightly overdone, but in his avatar, it actually did really work. Alas, no-one in the guild was above teasing Momongas exotic fashion sense, making him super embarrassed, but really, everyone knew he looked cool.

Still, that didn't mean the man wasn't embarrassed by it. "Oh you know you like my garments! They are very regal, you even helped me acquire them, you butt!"

"Oh I know I know, sorry! I just couldn't resist." Asterix giggled.

Momonga looked over to the NPC to his right, the one closest to them.

"And finally, there's Albedo." Momonga said with a sigh. Asterix followed his gaze

The NPC in question was a beautiful female demon, a succubus to be specific, made my Tabula-Smarigdana, a resident smart-ass.

"Not gonna lie momonga, Tabula really outdid himself with her design, she is absolutely stunning."

Momonga could help but agree with her statement, her pale complexion perfectly complimenting her cascading black hair. The white dress she has clings to her curves and has cutouts at her hips before it flares at her feet. She could have been mistaken for a human if it wasn't for her slit pupils, curling white horns framing her head like a crown, and the most noticeable feature, her dark black wings jutting out from just above her hips.

Without outright agreeing with her statement, Momonga did admit, " Did you know he gave her cooking, sewing and other basic household skills? I remember him telling me after he created her that his final goal was to make the perfect wife- what a simp." He sighed.

"Pffffft hahahah, of course he did!" Asterix let out a airy laugh, looking at the ceiling. "Hey, would you mind opening her settings? I wanna see her character description."

" I'm already two steps ahead of you." Momonga admitted deviously.

"Huh?" Looking down, Asterix saw Momonga had already used the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown to dig through Albedo's bio.

"Ha! Great minds think alike."

Both of them started to skim through it, Momonga scrolling through it rather quickly, trying to reach the bottom.

"Dear god, did he write a dissertation?" Asterix asked, looking at the seemingly endless character bio.

Momonga laughed at this "Oh come on, we both know Tabula was a Sucker for character Bio."

"Well obviously, look at all of th-"

"She's a what?!?"

Asterix was shocked at the sudden interruption. "What the hell are you screaming for?"

Momonga was still staring at the Bio, apparently dumbfounded to speechlessness, so she took her gaze there instead, and she read what shocked him so much.

"Really? What the heck Tabula?"

Asterix facepalmed and let out a groan.

Both of them had seen it now, and the very last line of Albedos bio was 'By the way, she may be pretty in the outside, but on the inside, she's a total bitch.'

"Hey, Asterix."

She let out a huff, "yea- what?"

"Do I- would it be ok with you if I changed it?"

Asterix thought about it for a moment 'oh right- he can totally adjust her settings with the staff'

She shrugged her shoulders, slightly resigned, " I don't see a problem with it, you are the guildmaster after all. Besides, it would serve as good revenge for the outfit incident" ( A/N: if your curious, I'll make something up later)

" If you say so-"

Asterix looked back up at the flags dangling from the ceiling, and she heard Momonga click clickiting his menu's keyboard to arrange the line to whatever he wished.

She suddenly heard an evil sort of giggle laughter coming from her little brother's skeletal figure.

"I know that laugh well, what the hell are you doing." She pushed Momongas cackling figure out of the way to see his creative addition ' She is deeply in love with Momonga.'

"Goddammit Momonga!" She said, punching the figure- fortunately - or unfortunately, friendly fire was off, so Momonga took no damage, therefore his figure, which was now heaving from laughter, was unimpeded. "Oh for the love- I should have known you'd do something like that!"

His laughter finally settled down, "Oh god, honestly it's quite embarrassing." his hands were at his face now, " here, lemme change it-"

"NOPE, no take backsies! You chose this!"

"Awww come on Rix!"

"Nu-Uh!" She said, shaking her head very dramatically. "Although I do understand your reasoning, she is totally your type." Asterix teased, totally over her anger, she found the situation amusing.

"Uh huuuuh- just like how a specific demon is totally your type" Momonga teased.

Sometimes the best defense is a good offense.

"Oi man- not cool!"

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After a good laugh, they both settled down, and the melancholy mood finally took hold. They loved eachother a lot, they had always been close, but they lived a good distance away from each other, so Ygddrasil was their place to hang out.

After crossing her legs, she let out a sigh from the very depths of her soul.

The timer was running out.

They realized they had 20 seconds left, suddenly she grabbed his robes for comfort.

Momonga sat up straight, determined to represent his position as guild master responsibly until the very last second…