Yeah there is no real explanation as to why I took this long to update other then I lost track of time alongside getting side tracked. Well, better late then never I guess.

Arandomuser2: Hope you got her.

Guest 1: It won't be easy on her and yes that's why I have her at level 100

naufalrakha0104: Alice is still in Gensokyo though her mother not showing up is suspicious on her end.

Imperial warlord and jabootypower: Thank you both for thinking so. Though I would more consider this out there as a story.

edmarespaniola477: Yeah I tried to clean it up at points.

ggg123666: She is still practically that given how Touhou doesn't really seem to have a hard line between Demon and Devil unlike the New World and YGGDRASIL. Also, yeah using Shinki was something I debated with as PC-98 os only sort of canon.

Albirmsam: The fact is that it does shift the tone a bit because well it's Touhou.

Guest 2: He could but Cirno can't stay dead.

Guest 3 and 4: Thing is even if you kill the air it's still air. Fairies are more conceptual nature given form. Even the Moon used to possess them at one point and the Moon was a realm that didn't possess life or death.

loser: Bite me

Intermittent: Thank you

Guest 5: Well here is an update and yeah as funny as that would be Cirno just endlessly respawning and winning by sheer stamina was funnier.

Disclaimer: Touhou and Overlord is not own by me.

"A third-eyed girl that was able to erase memories when someone wasn't looking?" Here he thought meeting with a goddess was the strangest thing he would hear about today. First, some sort of powerful undead puppeteer, next an archdevil goddess, and now he is learning about this. "How much do you remember about your encounters with her?"

Sebas paused as he tried to recall everything. Despite having his memory jolted by the knife, retaining it proved to be a hassle in itself. Whatever passive ability the girl, Koishi, as he reminded himself, possessed was very good at its goal. The specifics of the fight were lost but the general knowledge was retained with Sebas able to fill in the blanks.

"The first time I had completely forgotten and I probably would have the second time if it wasn't for this," Sebas handed Ainz the simple knife. "This was the weapon she had used that had cut into me."

By the looks of things, it was an ordinary kitchen knife. Thinking looks are deceiving, Ainz attempted a spell to learn what it was. 'This is an ordinary kitchen knife!'

This being able to injure Sebas shouldn't be possible at all. Yet, he was certain that this was indeed the weapon used on him. "As for the fight much of it is a blur though what I was able to retain was that she was able to create something similar to illusions and completely throw off the five senses," Sebas grabbed his throat for a moment as one bit that wasn't a blur was her going for his neck. "It was only thanks to my ability to sense chi that I was able to attack her."

'Manipulation of the five senses and being able to create illusions on top of it,' Ainz looked down at the simple kitchen knife as he was starting to get a sort of picture of what she likely was. Naturally, he immediately fell to an Assassin of sorts as it would fit the closest. "Do you have anything else of note?"

"Only her name, Koishi."

Not much to work with but given she could erase anyone's memory of her was understandable. Still, it was enough for Ainz and everyone else in the room to get an idea of her combat potential. "By the sounds of things we should send an undead to find her."

Demiurge's assessment seemed reasonable. At least from the perspective of YGGDRASIL. Unfortunately, this wasn't YGGDRASIL and if Cirno was anything to go on such assumptions did not translate one to one. "No, that would be another problem, and by the sound of things she isn't a threat unless we make her one."

Besides he was certain that an actual threat existed with Corpus of the Abyss. Even if overall the power of most members was just at the rank that Rinik was, they still possessed a leader whose power could be level one hundred. Who could turn them into an Archlich at a moment's notice with completely unknown Tier Spells. Never mind, the fact he did just meet a goddess who confirmed for him that the gods are very real things in this world.

Now that he was thinking about possible fighting between Nazarick and the Corpus he noticed that someone was missing. Someone who hadn't been seen in a while. "Where's Shalltear and Aura?"

When he had resurrected her Shalltear had no memory of what had happened. When she had been told she had failed her mission she seemed heartbroken and wanted to apologize. Perhaps if it had gone on a bit she might have even been a bit depressed by it. However, that all seemed to change when she was told who had taken her out.

"Shalltear went off to a remote location to train herself," Ainz suspected he knew the reason for this being the young devil who had defeated her. "As for Aura, she's hunting something that's caught her attention."

Destruction covered the abandoned plains before her as Shalltear destroyed another of the stray Skeleton Warriors that had seemingly spawned from this place. No effort was needed to do so and that alone frustrated her more than she had expected. All her thoughts had been on her failure to Lord Ainz and her death at the hands of some young devil.

'How could I let that happen?!' Her death wasn't what she found the most egregious of the information. No, it was the fact as far as everyone could see she was the one struggling against the devil when they fought. 'Faster, stronger, and was able to kill me not just once but twice.'

To add insult to injury she had after the act shown that she was aware that they had been watched. To make things worse after her little fight more, and more of these Beings of Interest started showing up. One of which ended up defeating Lord Ainz by the sheer fact she couldn't stay dead! As illogical as it seemed she was starting to blame this on herself.

As the mists around rolled over she saw a shadow walking through that she couldn't quite make out. Regardless she rushed forward figuring it was another undead spawned by the mists. To her surprise, her lance was batted away by an umbrella of all things. A punch then connected with her chest and she was sent flying back almost like a ragdoll by the strength behind it. Shalltear had to take a moment to just reinforce herself from the sudden and powerful hit.

'What the…' Pulling herself back up she was greeted by a green-haired woman who stared at her with red eyes that almost priced through her very soul.

"Huh, most of the dead have been mindless skeletons and reanimated corpses," Yuuka looked at the much more intelligent undead before her. Instead of a mindless attempt to get back up and attack, there was a moment's hesitation which denoted higher reasoning. "Now before we continue, why did you attack me?"

Her look was surprisingly enough able to scare Shalltear. "I thought you were an undead the plains spawned."

Her explanation caused the green-haired woman to let up her stare for a moment as Shalltear took a second to use Life Essence and Mana Essence. She couldn't quite figure out someone's level on her own but this could give her some idea, alongside the brief clash if one could call it that, at what her level was. What she got made her eyes go wide and almost caused her to fall back at the sheer level of both. In simple terms it was overwhelming.

'This much is impossible, it's greater than most of the Supreme Beings…' Shalltear wished she could get a concrete estimate but she was certain that the green-haired woman was level one hundred. She couldn't be certain though as she didn't have any means to accurately measure but regardless she figured that trying to fight wasn't a good idea. 'Great and I came out without any means to contact Nazarick.'

It wasn't like she expected anything from this place. Her first visit here just had pathetic undead. No Being of Interest seemed to call this place home. She had overheard something of a Ghost Ship from Demiurge but she hadn't seen any sign of that. No, what she had mostly seen was just lonely skeletons and zombies. Until now though it was obvious that whomever this was didn't fall into the ranks of the undead.

"I do not think this plain could ever spawn a Nymph like me," Yuuka pointed her umbrella at Shalltear. To the vampire, it seemed strange that a parasol was being used to threaten her but the power behind the Nymph was clear. "You, however, I have no idea what kind of undead you are."

"I'm a Vampire."

"A vampire?" Yuuka was genuinely confused by hearing this. There was no way this undead girl was at all a vampire. "You're not a vampire."

"What are you talking about?" Shalltear was insulted by this. Yet, strangely enough, this felt familiar to her somehow. "I am a True Vampire!"

"Vampires aren't undead they're a type of Oni, Jotun, or devil depending on who you ask," Yuuka might be wrong on that as it was clear that wherever she was didn't follow the same rules of her world back home. However, despite some differences, it seemed the undead here did share enough similarities with some of those back home.

For just a moment Shalltear could feel something at the very edge of her consciousness. A memory that wasn't quite there. Even though she couldn't directly pull on it she knew in some capacity that it had happened. Shalltear knew that this had to be from the fight that she couldn't remember. The fight against the young devil that had killed her.

Wandering the countryside for a time had given Remilia a better idea of the world she was in. For one she could confirm that this was a Kingdom that seemed to run on a High Medieval state of feudalism. A struggle between the king and the nobility was known to the villagers who were under the control of one or the other. Amongst the nobility, there was a divide between those who sided with the King and those who sided amongst themselves.

From the pattern, Remilia could pick up lesser independent nobles and those who are said to live within the cities sided with the King. Those who are powerful with land to their names sided against the King's authority. A division that she would have assumed without much bother although the division wasn't as clear cut as to be expected. Medieval power dynamics was something that Remilia had learned but never really got to see much in action beyond the Holy Roman Empire in her life.

Speaking of the nobility Remilia was more than able to pass herself off as one. Which wasn't hard as she was a noble herself. Her full name though didn't seem to fit the noble naming convictions of the Kingdom. Much to her annoyance at times.

"Remilia Kriemhilde la Scarlet?" Her name repeated to her more than it had in centuries. Only Patchouli bothered to ever use her full name and only when they were together. "You're not from this kingdom or the empire that's for certain."

Another nation of this New World that Remilia had heard about. The so-called main enemy of this kingdom that fought an on-and-off war with it. "No, I am from a far-off land known as the Kingdom of France."

"France huh," The village leader tried to recall if he had ever heard of such a place. Most of the village's interactions were with traders and men from the local lord who would keep them up to date about a few topics. "Must be far away from here."

Far away was putting it lightly. Still, despite the obvious implications Remilia wasn't worried about being stuck here forever. After all, she felt it through fate that Gensokyo would find her. The how didn't matter as it could be a team effort or Yukari would probably go to Ginnungagap using the remains of Yggdrasil to breach the gap between universes where it was weakest. What did matter was what to do until that happened.

"Sir," A panicked voice as one of the village farmers came in, cutting into her conversation. "Their back."

The mood shifted as the village leader cursed under his breath. "They said they wouldn't be back for another week," Remembering his guest he turned over to Remilia. "Sorry, I need to deal with this for a moment my lady."

"No need to apologize," Remilia just waved it off as she put up a disinterested face. Acting like the usual noble disinterested in the goings on of some former land.

As soon as he had left though Remilia instead of just waiting got up from her seat. Truth was she wasn't interested in what it likely was but seeing as she had nothing better to do. Drawing into the air with her finger a glowing rune formed before activating. This was something she had come up with after the incident with the escapee from hell as a precaution against intruders. Maybe when she got back she could cast it on Patchouli's library.

"I thought you wouldn't be back for another week," The Village Chief's voice was the first one she heard. It did seem whoever this was wasn't who he wanted to see.

"Relax we're only here to make sure nothing happened to the product," The owner of the unknown voice was very uncaring and even condescending with just his tone. "After all one of the warehouses had gotten hit not far from here and well we have to see if you weren't in on it."

It seems that this wasn't the local lord's men who had come by to seek their tithe. Neither was it a local church or equivalent. "No, we know better than to go against the Eight Fingers."

"Really now?" A new voice spoke up though from the sounds of things it belonged to someone who was with the first unknown voice. "Well, we'll take your word but we're coming by every now and again for insurance you see."

There was a pause as it seemed that the very sketchy figures had left. Finally, all of it was cut off as the villager from before. "We know they are in the forest so why are we just letting them continue to control us?"

"You know we can't afford it nor can we ask for the local lord to help," The village chief's voice had a tinge of despair to it. A sign to Remilia that he was speaking from experience. "Besides, the warehouse was taken out by a traveler last I heard."

Remilia heard enough as she canceled the spell. There was a small pause before she made a choice. A few minutes later the Village Chief reentered the room to find that Remilia was nowhere to be found. Later on, one of the farmers would talk about how he saw what he assumed was a bat flying out from the village chief's house.

Locating the encampment of a bunch of bandits was not that hard. All Remilia had to do was go off the beaten path and let fate do the rest. One would question just wandering without much rhythm or reason but for Remilia such a thing typically didn't matter. Her ability practically altered probability itself at times to make things just happen for her. The only issue was that it occasionally changed things to her detriment.

True enough the camp came up to her at the edge of a small stream amongst a slight clearing with what looked like ruined basic stone walls from a fort of some sort. Flying down why still in her bat form she tried to listen into the conversation that was being had. "I'm telling you working for the Eight Fingers is the best idea the boss ever had."

'Eight Fingers?' Right, the village leaders said something about them to the group of bandits. Now that she thought about it there was a strange plant being grown in fields that Remilia hadn't put much thought into.

"Yeah, sure beats exploiting villages for supplies."

"Don't we still do that anyway?"

"Yeah but having the backing of the largest syndicate in the kingdom?"

By the sounds of things, there was some sort of organized crime group within the kingdom. Using bandits as expendable enforcers which Remilia was certain could be purged at a moment's notice. By the sounds of it, the bandits typically extorted villages for supplies but seeing as they didn't with the one she was at hinted that the village had a connection to the Eight Fingers.

'The plants,' Drugs, those had to be plants used to make drugs of some sort.

Dropping from her spot listening in Remilia wondered what she should do about all of this. Stopping the bandits was something she could do and given how she had nothing better to do as she waited for Yukari to send a retrieval team. Taking on a crime syndicate that likely has embedded itself into the kingdom like a tumor?

'Why not,' If the nobility here wasn't doing their job then she would just take it on herself. Shifting back into her humanoid form safe for her wings Remilia walked forward to the camp. 'Time to put up the little lost girl act.'

One of the benefits, and curses, of being a vampire was to never age and be eternally young. Well, she didn't necessarily have to look young, her shapeshifting abilities could age up her form if she so desired, but it typically felt weird to do so. Plus, she was honestly far more comfortable in this state just like her sister. Hiding her wings was all that was needed.

For the two lookouts at the camp, it had gotten rather boring. Just standing around in case of some adventurer, men from the local lord, or even some monster came by. Which hardly if ever happens given where they set up their base. Sure, being bandits action shouldn't be something they wanted but there was no fun if they didn't get into a little fight now and again.

"Hey mister," One of the guards got cut out just before dozing off to sleep by an innocent-sounding voice that triggered some primitive instinct. Turning to look down he was greeted with what looked like a lost noble girl who gave him a smile that felt off. "Do you mind helping me?"

'Something is not right here,' Shinki hadn't intended to wander into the local temple but it had kind of just happened. Usually, there was something that showed that this was a place of worship on the outside.

The only thing that seemed out of place was how big the building was, giving off the idea that this was the seat of the local town mayor, or whatever it was that was the town's leader. Instead, the moment she set foot into it she felt it. Consecration is one of the methods to enshrine the divine into an area. Yet, what caught her attention was the feeling behind it. Amongst gods, there was a sort of extra sense. One that could feel the presence of another within their place of worship and the state of the divine being in question. Shinki was feeling a hollow sensation.

This wasn't the feeling of a consecrated land to a god that didn't exist. Such places did exist but typically after a certain amount of time and followers a new god would form. In those cases, the feeling was more of a faint echo. No, hollowness only came about if a god had died.

Back home there were generally two different kinds of gods, the Old and New. Old Gods were those who didn't need faith to exist. Either from the fact they predated humanity, to their nature allowing them to persist without any worshipers or another sort of power. A trade-off was that if they died it was ridiculously difficult if not impossible to revive them without the aid of another Old God. It was the New Gods who needed faith or some other energy source to persist in the world. For them, death was less of an issue. So long as they had enough followers and faith they could revive themselves in a sort of self-reincarnation. Shinki would by these metrics count as one of the Old Gods even if she was quite young when compared to most of her kind.

"If this is even similar to how it is back home then why is it that they still have a temple and worship them?" Old Gods didn't need to acknowledge their faithful while in many cases they weren't even worshiped. Acknowledged sure but even someone who worshiped them would stop doing so when they realized they were dead as there is no real point too. "Could it be that their faith is causing blessings to happen that they attribute to them?"

A possibility that could happen if the right circumstances played out. Faith of the masses if they kept being focused on dead gods who couldn't revive with it could eventually form into a Pseudo-Consciousness. A type of will that would react in such a way that could easily be mistaken for a god by those who did not know any better. Such a thing did happen back home though to see it happening here was strange.

'Shouldn't there be other gods that could tell them that theirs is dead?' Part of why that was so hard to do came about because of how offending another deity could inform them. Such a thing did get rarer as more resistive rules and agreements had set in. 'Maybe I should check to see where the deity here is…'

Maybe reviving a dead god would allow her to receive some sort of help returning home. At least it would give them enough of a reason to hear her out. Walking up to the altar she could feel the hollowness starting to uneasy her. Like someone being confronted with the mortality of seeing their dead body. Reaching out her hand Shinki's eyes closed as she focused on following the thread connecting the altar to the god enshrined.

A black sky dotted with the lights of stars unfiltered by clouds or even air greeted her. The empty void of space meant she wasn't on the planet. If she was a human or even some forms of youkai she might be suffocating right now had she brought her body. Fortunately, as a god, she could survive such conditions albeit with discomfort. Looking forward she was greeted with the sight of what looked to be the surface of the moon which, going by the fact that there was no planet hanging in the sky, should mean this was the far side.

'What happened here?!' All around here the ground was torn apart in a way that was impossible for mere space rocks impacting its surface to do. Large gashes in the ground and jagged rocks rose into the nonexistent sky. 'This looks like a battlefield.'

Out of the corner of her eye just below her, she caught something sticking out. Taking a few steps back her eyes widened as she looked at just what it was. Bones, still seemingly fresh despite the body having long decayed. The remains of a god, no the remains of the god that was consecrated within the temple. Shinki looked out again into the battlefield as she started to notice the remains of various gods. An arm bone, a rib, or even bits of a skull. That wasn't all now that she got a good look. Edged into the ground was something else. Dust that seemed to be of a completely different substance than the moon with something that she could feel lingering from it even in her astral form.

It had to be the remains of whatever had done this sort of thing but Shinki wasn't quite so sure. Without being able to interact with it she had no idea. Furthermore, she wasn't the best to try. As good as she was with magic part of that was inborn knowledge from her nature and she didn't have the means to attempt such a thing.

As for her plan to revive the god that was enshrined, there were a few issues. For one she didn't know if her surge of power to do so wouldn't revive whatever that was. It probably would revive the other gods nearby, at least she was certain the other bones belonged to other deities, but they wouldn't exactly all be in the best of shape.

Opening her eyes back in the temple, Shinki just looked at the shrine in front of her. The god this was dedicated to was dead, and a Pseudo-Consciousness was likely in control of it. Worse case scenario Shinki might be the only god currently alive in this world. If that was the case then getting back home was just made so much harder.

There had been something that had caught Aura's attention. At the very end of the Forest of Tobe, a large section of the trees had been knocked over with the ground torn apart. A trail of destroyed trees leads into the mountains before seemingly going cold. That was until she came across remains. Only a few heavily broken bones and a bit of scales. Both of which came from a dragon and the bones showed signs of being chewed by something.

By the looks of things, something had been eating a dragon. It was hard to tell exactly what it was or if it was truly predation but Aura was certain it was something to look into. After a few minutes of sharing with nothing to show for it the Dark Elf jopped off her Kirin, an equestrian like dragon, and looked around trying to find any sort of sign. "Great the trail gone co-"

The ground erupted around them as one of the cliffs just broke apart. In a panic, the Kirin managed to jump away unknowingly avoiding the piercing jaws that had just broken through the ground and almost carved into its draconian flesh. Even Aura was forced back by the explosion of dust and stone. As soon as it settled down the Dark Elf got a good look at what had just torn apart the cliffside.

"A giant centipede?" Indeed it looked like a giant centipede. A common low-level creature back in YGGDRASIL found in low-level caves and the like.

Only those were typically no bigger than a person owing to their trash mob state. This one though was bigger, and by the looks of things much, much longer. Already it was raised on its legs and was looking down at them from a height that would allow it to look down at even dragons. Turning its attention back at Kirin the large centipede lunged down as it tried again to bite into the horse-like dragon seemingly trying to eat it. Kirin only just barely got out of the way as the giant centipede smashed into the ground ripping apart the rock from the sheer force of its impact.

Kirin was visibly afraid as the centipede's eyes looked at it. Centipedes are supposed to have rather basic eyesight, something that even the giant centipedes shared with players able to sneak up to them without invisibility due to how poor it was. Yet, the instincts in the Kirin's mind screamed that this was not the case with this creature. All but confirmed as instead of moving its antennae to smell where the Kirin had gone the centipede merely moved its head so its eyes could lock back on it.

Aura though looking at this strangely massive centipede was quickly starting to put everything together. The thing that she had been tracking at the forest's edge, which seemed to be predating on dragons of all things, was this giant centipede monster. Using a skill she decided to check what this centipede's level was to get a much better idea. Kirin's reactions seem rather justified. Her skill showed that the centipede was level ninety-eight.

Suddenly the fact that it was hunting and feeding on dragons made more sense. Taking her bow out, Aura had decided that she was going to try and tame this creature for Nazarick if she could. Lightning arrows were let loose and on impact with the centipede's carapace they all but bounded off with only the electric charges. Admittedly, given the stats she saw Aura wasn't surprised that the arrow didn't do much though bouncing off the carapace wasn't what she was expecting.

The centipede had felt the electric shocks and turned over to Aura with its head moving around as it tried to find the source of what had hit it with lightning. What happened next surprised Aura as this was something that giant centipedes shouldn't be able to even do. They weren't anything more but as intelligent as lower animals after all.

"Alright, who did that?!"