Note from author: My brain is just noodles at this point. Toss a rewiew or whatever.

Chapter 7: Reactivation

[Carne Village Momonga P.O.V]

-No, thats not what I was asking you for, what the hell is this?!-

My emotional suppression activated

For the past five minutes, I was just silently watching with my hands behind my back my Hanzo, who looked like proud eight year old, showing his parents his painting that he painted on the walls of the salon with acrylic paints. Well its not that far from the truth.

Scratch that, what I am saying. Abduction of some teenage boy with a circlet on his head is not some mean joke.

Red was cowering in fear before me. Great, now I feel bad for yelling at him.

-But-but my lord! You requested me to carry with me any item that remained from your glorious victory after the mission at the cementery!-

My eyesockets burned with wider flames for a moment, then emotional suppression showed its ugly head.

-So, you are basically saying this poor fellow is an item for you?-

He was trembling even more, dang it, what do I do? Do I release him? I do not know what to do at this point.

I walked up to the still standing boy, gosh it must have hurt to stand for five days straight like that not everybody is undead godlike creature like me.

-[All appraisal magic item]-

I chanted. Umu, thats interesting actually, there was not such an item in Yggdrasil. What this magic item basically does it turns its user to a living item.

In exchange to that it allows anybody who is using the victim to cast magic higher than tier 3, huh, this is the most inefficent way of using 7th tier that i ever heard of in my whole life. So he is currently capable of magic of 5th tier. Well that's actually interesting. Like some magic conduit, but far more disturbing than this moan-jewel. It literally cums every time I touch it. What the hell, who would make item like that. Well I knew a certain birdbrain who would think its a good idea and probably would take notes, and go to bushes to finish the business, meanwhile being chased by some enraged and embarassed pink slime.

Umu, good times. I smiled at that. But anyway, this boy have no use to me, but when I take out the crown from his head he will lost his mind forever.

There is not any cons to that, so I reached towards the crown on boys head.

Then somebody stopped me by speaking.

-My lord, I may know a better use of this young man for you.-

I heard voice of Khajit behind me. I stopped frozen in place then relaxed my bones without looking at him behind me, how annoying.

-All right, but be quick I do not have time for pointless discussions about nature of magic.-

I sighed, what the hell does he wants from this boy anyway. It was him in the end who put this crown over the boy's head.

-My lord, this boy before was turned to a magic item, was a renowed achemist capable of making and creating new potions. I tell you o supreme one it would be a waste to erase such a talent, for exmaple we could use on him [Jewel of death] to turn him into your servant anyway, but with his mind intact he might be much better in his servitude towards your magnificity.-

I froze for a moment, gears already turning in my head. If Khajit says, that this young man might be useful to establish my base of operations in this world he must be right, he has far better knowledge than me in necromancy, I am so far not from this world and do not know its rules.

But from the other side, I need my free potion factory god damn it! Well now I am fully convinced, besides I need to test this funny jewel if it does anything usefull, between moans of pleasure. It feels like I am carrying a little version of peroroncino in my inventory, whats even worse I can hear it even from there.

After I came out of my thoughts I decided to take action. I have few ideas how to free this boy.

-Well lets see how it goes.[Break Greater Item]-

After I casted, the circlet broke, and boy slumped on the floor like a folded chair.

I reached out to my inventory, pulling out moaning loudly [Jewel of Death]

-I hope nothing will blow up like the last time.-

I braced myself and overlord general behind me shifted as well to defend his master if experiment goes wrong.

-[Origin of Undeath: Unholy Creation]

I commanded the Jewel to turn the boy into undead.

For a while nothing has happened, I was so let down. But then, from the item formed a disgusting black ooze, and it fell on the floor with audiable splat.

Then it came down to the boy laying on the floor and started absorbing him. He started shaking like a he had a seizure, he rolled out literally dancing on the floor.

Something changed and he fell limp, the black ooze was not absorbing, it was being absorbed into his body.

Then he sit up and looked at his hands, i could not see his eyes because of his lengthy hair. Then he fell to one knee and looked at me straight in to the eyes.

His eyes were completly black, with a strings of red connected to the centre where his lens were been, now they were completly red and shrunken.

-I do not know where I am, i do not know why I am here, but I know...

His sight intensified.

-... I have to serve you Supreme one.-

My emotional suppresion was now similar to epileptic attack, but I stopped myself from shaking and closed my jaw in time.

Before I could fell into another fit of panic. An window opened before me, it was projected from the still moaning jewel.

It was a status window, like one back in Nazarick that I used when all of this was just a game.

My flames in eyesockets briefly flashed red.

-Thats... interesting..-

Nfirea Bareare Race: Ghoul

Ocupation Servant of Ainz Ooal Gown

Residence: Carne Village

Alignment: Neutral Evil Sense of justice:100

Racial level: Ghoul lvl 1

Job level: Wizard 3lvl Alchemist (Genius) 4lvl Pharmacist (Genius) 4lvl

Doctor 1lvl

I almost jumped out of my nonexistent skin and started dancing, this was perfect! I just created new kind of an undead and got myself some new powerful servant.

Like always something wasn't right he was squirming and his head fell down.

Wait... is he crying? Damn, now I just stand before crying teenager. This is awkward.

-Why are you sad little one?-

I asked him. Then somebody interjected and I was furious.

-My, lord let me punish him for such unsightly behaviour!-

I send him a wave of killing intent and it shut him up easily. I grabbed boy with my boney hand. What did Yamaiko said about handling diffcult teenagers?

I took the boy into my arms and craddled him like a baby, and he let out a gasp at that. I stared right into his eyes and they changed for looking human.

- So? How it will be?-

I asked in a way that Yamaiko said she done it. Well i probably scared him shitless but its not backing away now.

-I.. I had a girlfriend... and she is... she..-

He trailed of and tears started flowing from him again.

-Hmm? And I guess she might be dead? What would you give me if I would brought her back?-

His eyes widened and looked like saucers.

-My lord, you could do that?-

I nodded in dignified and thoughtful manner.

- Ahh, yes Life and death are just a state of being from my perspective you see.. and what would you give me for bringing that girl back?-

I asked, plans already forming in my head.

-Anything!-

He yelled and closed his fists.

-Anything you say? But you already are forced to give my anything you have? Then what I would get from you in exchange.-

He squirmed at that and looked even more miserable than before.

-Willing obedience is always better than forced obedience, though it doesn't matter anymore, I would sully the name of Ainz Ooal Gown denying requests like that from my faithful servants... soo... get to work, and you will get all you can wish for, and more.-

I said ominously. Damn, those edgy lessons from Ulbert really paid off.

He nodded, so I placed him down. He kneeled again with tears of happines in his eyes.

-My lord, this servant is eternally grateful to you! Thank you! thank you!-

His thanks started to turn frantic and he grabbed my shoe, and fell into nother fits of sobbing.

Emotional suppression saved the day again.

-I am pleased with your oath of loyality, now I will arrange some things.-

I need to figure out how to crawl out of this mess...

Umu.. crawl out? It gives me an idea.

. /o/

[Argland Council State Dragon Lord Council -?-]

-Aiwuthaa arhgah...-

Mournful draconic roaring could be heard from entire Argland Council State. All of the dragons from Deep Darkness Dragon Lord nest were carrying the mournful messege

through the cites, towns, villages. And to them responds to them only silence, citizens from all over the country are stopping whatever they were doing,

merchants take down their hats in mournful contemplation, mothers are hugging their children in uncertanity, guards were stomping their halberds, shields were ringing at the chestplates, the archers were shooting blessed arrows towards the sky creating beautiful dawns of holy energy, priests are calling for contenplation,

in all the churches over the whole country bells are ringing creating depressing atmosphere.

Around the center of the whole country there is a mountain, this mountain is very wide and flat from the outside perspecitve, and on the top of this mountain

lays silent capitol. Doroung-Rantagh in the long forgotten language of the dragons it means "Resting place".

In the middle of the ancient capitol, there is a round and huge building, it was Council Forum.

In the center of the building there was a hole from which beamed stream of light enlighting a statue inside.

It was a statue of dragon made from pure darkness his red eyes radiated greed and pure malice.

Around the room in the shadows were sitting four Councillors in grim silence.

Shadows were so thick that the only thing visible were their dragon snoots.

And the mourning was still heard coming from the outside.

- Soo... this settles it.-

Somebody said in gruff voice. Some dragons covered in shadows glared at him looking like they would jump at him anytime.

Then all of them sighed making a plumes of ice, fire, or crackling lightning.

-Lets get this all together.-

The largest shadow begun, he strethed up his four wings shaped like butterfly wings.

-First a week ago a huge wave of wild magic and negative energy spreaded thorugh continent, weakening our hold on wild magic once again, then player that caused this slipped out of our hold and gone up into hiding. The next thing we know the supposed use of WCI by Slane Thecracy, our glorious leader of course could not let that slide, and decided he's gonna use his power over the Council to launch an all out war towards bucketheads. When everything was going from bad to worse, it just happened that home of our traitorous friend blew up, making whole mountain range changed its place. What was even funnier somebody thought of engageing player

alone and without back up. For such carelessness Deep Darkness Dragon lord paid the highest price, and we have another empty seat.-

Nobody snarled, nobody jeered, nobody roared in anger, there was just silence and glaring at eachother.

-Then there is this reading from last week...-

Draconic female voice started.

-...there was another similar explosion of negative energy around borders of two human states and Azerlisia mountains. When I send scauts to take a look at situation

it appears that, there was chain countinuing reactions of wild magic entwined with negative energy but unlike last time, energy was sucked up, not spreading.

It was like some force gathered all negative energy in the area there are not even tiny pockets left.-

She finished with a bitter experssion.

Then a loud bang echoed through the room and the wide door on the other end of the hall opened.

From it basked in light came out not anybody else but a Platinium Dragon Lord.

Some sneered, others froze in place, the female Dragon had resting bith face looking straight at the mightiest of Dragon Lords.

-I found out how we can bypass the barrier.-

He said. Everybody knew what barrier he was talking about, so everybody leaned towards him in anticipation.

-But it wont be so simple-

He finished pulling out of his scales some bag and dropped it on the floor with a loud thud.

. /o/

[Cementery , excavation site]

The excavation of the destroyed crypt wasn't an easy job. From times to times workers took wrong stone and they collapsed to some forgotten tombs below.

It wasn't an easy job, but it was paying good, the mayor office allocated funds just for doing this kind of job.

So I wasn't about to complain when some hidden treasuers from below just happened to fall to my grabby hands.

But everything what is too good always ends up rather quick.

-Hey! somebody is here! Help me out!-

Somebody was yelling, not good that now I have to do an actual job.

When I got close I saw how everybody was gathering rubble from destroyed crypt at the edge of the cementery, yeah the unexplored one, too bad.

I came down to the site and kicked some rock out of frustration.

-Shit is falling out!-

Somebody yelled, before I could react the earth swallowed me whole.

And there was only darkness left.

. /o/

[Momonga P.O.V]
-What a poor guy he wanted to help us, but fate had other plans for him.-

I said in grim tone and closed the still opened eyes of the manual worker, after a while I stood up and looked at the hole above that was slowly opening.

-Lo-Momon I don't feel so good. Why do I think this guy looks tasty.-

I spun around and looked at my new servant. His eyes were looking worried but he was licking his lips with far to inhuman tongue.

-Nfirea! Get yourself together! Its not time for mourning I will get your girlfriend out of the... what the hell are you doing?-

My emotional suppression activated.

He was munching on this poor fellow arm like it were some freaking chiken wings.

I grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him up. He wasn't knowing what he was doing, for a while he was eating like some beast and now he stared at detached human arm in horror. He screamed and I covered his face to muffle him up, then I pulled out an leather tissues to clean his blooded face.

-You need to calm down! Control yourself and dont get close to the people, you reek of human flesh.-

I thought for a while that he will break out in another sobbing fit or do other crazy things. But he just sat down and held his legs together.

This looks rather unpleasant, he is still in this see-through garment that Clementine gave him, just how crazy was this madwoman?

Then somebody finally dropped the ladder.

-Good I was starving in here!-

I yelled to the worker looking at me like I was some kind of ghost.

. /o/

[E-Rantel Adventurers Guild Momonga P.O.V]

-So let me go straight in to this...-

Man named Pluton Ainzach began his speech looking at me like I was some piece of food.

If I could i would be sweating bullets right now, but i couldn't my head is only an unmoving ilusion, I casted it so I would look like myself on Earth.

From my point of view at that time it was a good idea. But now i have to manipulate the ilusion and have a meaningfull conversation with someone like those higher ups from my old world, If he figures me out I am dog food. My emotional suppression if could, would release sounds like groaning tired office worker that worked for twelve hours straight without stopping. Damn it! And damn my stupid brain that doesn't exist!

-... basically you fought an kabal of elder liches and one of them used a spell that went out of control and blown up entire cementery burrying you alive,

after getting yourself out you managed to survive eating cockroaches and drinking your own piss, from some reason you found a boy that was probably used as a conduit for this ritual but it went astray and circlet that this boy wore has blown up in your face when you tried to take it off, later you both were discovered by

cementery manual workers in underground catacombs roughed up so much, they didn't recognized you as a man beacuse your armor literally looks like crumpled paper.-

I nodded at his assumptions, I gived up at this point when he is saying it like that, it just sounds like drunkyard fairytale.

Its not like we didn't thought it through I beaten my armour in places, casted some stronger ilusions to cover everything up. Then we sacrificed some elder liches

that overlord general created, I didn't wanted for my subordinates to die for me like that so I wanted for them to volunteer, well everybody volunteered and they

looked at eachother with such killing intent I thought they start cat fight in the middle of this. I chosen method of smaller sticks, and obviously the happiest were the ones that chosen the shortest one, I am that terrible boss? heh... Then there were finishing touches like giving crumbles of [Crown of Wisdom] to left some clues, and Nfirea looked so malnourished naturally that there were no need to do anything to him.

Well i had a good run.

Then he took out his hands from the table and opened one drawer. I was preparing defensive spells like crazy already.

-[Silent magic:Body of Effuglent Beryl], [Silent magic:Summon medium tier Unead:Stalking Wraith]-

But then he took one small ornamental box. What the hell is going on?! Is he gay?!

Then in the box I seen one mithril tag with my name engraved in it. Well it was "Momon the black" not my actual name.

-Umu?!-

I didn't believed what I just seen, this day is a total roller coaster. It can't be any worse now.

We talked for a bit, he was telling me about rules, and I didnt bothered listening to this, then he said one particular line that put me on edge.

-You know...I wanted to give you orichalcum plate but Igvarge was stubborn and pressed so I had to relent, I think your too quick ascension caused his bloated ego to boil and he just wanted to kick you when you wasn't looking, he got some business with you i think.-

This Igvarge has to die. Where do I heard that name?

. /o/

[Carne Village "Khajit" P.O.V]

In the Carne village there was a grim silence, sometimes it was interrupted by groaning of the undead.

Village looked tidied, it was almost like the residents never left this place, it was doing of the elderliches, they employed short living undead summons to clean the place so it would look presentable for the coming of the supreme one, Deathknights and death caveliers were patrolling the village in well planned pattern

around the village, in such a way, that when the one patrol left the other took it place, it was due to tactial thinking of no one other than overlord general, in +

the middle of the ghost village there was a constuction site, from the looking it gave it was a place where a small compacted fortress would stand later, some towers

already were half done. Everything to the glory of supreme one, they said to eachother, The fortress was constructed from the necromantic stone, it was glowing in power, from the times of when Khajit belonged to the Zurrernorn it was unimaginable to create a fortress from the rock specially created to perform rituals on,

it was simply to mana expensive, nobody had enough capacity to do such a feat. But now, he could, he was leveling up like his master liked to say about those kinds of things, it was mana streching, like exercise but for mages, normal mage would have trouble doing that over and over again. Such exercises was straining on the mages body, but me a glorius creation of undeath doesn't have such weaknessess.

I couldn't understand why my master didn't punished this insolent brat that dared to insult his glorius presence by making such requests.

But maybe there is some point in it that i do not understand because my feeble mind cannot compare to the infinte intelect of the supreme being.

Yes, there is probably that, i still need to learn a lot to be of any use. Then there is this little rat running around, this disgusting humanling is clinging

to my leg like a lamprey. But I can't get it off, my master ordered me clearly that this clump of meat is very important to his plans.

So I endured.

-Mr skelly has a very funny look!-

I sighed, how do I get this off me? Now it insulted robes that supreme one gave to me, my knife almost slipped. I was chopping some [Necroweed] for my master

illness, when I think about this overgrown lizard who dared to struck the supreme one! This audacity must be paid with thousand deaths!

Next to me stood this caster, completly nonperplexed by death surrounding him, he is a curious one, I can see why my master take him to his liking.

Maybe when this brat will start working our potion could be refined enough to cure our master for good?

. /o/

I finally arrived at the place, it was already evening and sun was already setting. When I opended the door, boy waited for me next to the body of the girl,

she was wrapped up like a mummy, only her face was visible, the body was in pristine condition. thanks to necromantic knowledge of Khajit, I need to thank him for that, and Fluder's potions. What's even more peculiar Fluder isn't even an alchemist, I need to ask him from where he learned such a knowledge.

But I am going ahead of my self again, boy was staring at me with his puppy eyes.

-I think you know what are you asking me for?-

I repeated my warning, just to be clear i did not wanted this to become bloody but there is always a margin of error if we are not careful, those kinds of rituals are not foreign to yggdrasil, so doing this is for me like casting for real casters, i do not have already imprinted knowledge in my nonexistent brain to blindly

perform such a complex ritual.

-I am ready for anything my lord-

He said in a final tone. Well there is not backing away now kid, you wanted it.

I walked up to the corpse that was displayed on the table, This cloth was mainly there, so Nfirea wont catch to how much Clementine had really messed her up.

It would be detrimental to my servant health, well its completly different thing change someone living into undead, but raising someone as undead when they are already dead? I need the soul to come to this place in some way.

So I lifted the [Jewel of Death] to procced.

-[Dead man tells no tales, but they can listen]-

I tossed bunch of ash mixed with dirt i gathered from around Carne village.

-[From the power of love, were you created yet you fell to the ashes, feel your home and answer this call!]

The ashes I tossed into the air started levitating around ominously. But this is not over yet.

-[Enri Emmot hear my call! From the right of the birth and the law od death for the sake of love I call you to the undeath!]

Black ooze started dripping from the [Jewel of death] it is almost there! But something is missing...

-Enri please come back! I love you I always loved you!-

When the boy said that something snapped and I seen how a aetheral distorted visage flew into the girls body making a a loud pop sound.

Then body started changing magical runes and engravings appeared before my boney hand holding the jewel.

Then a storm of negative energy erupted from my chest and sailed to the [Jewel of Death] This was like sea current buzzing with necromantic power.

It flew to the young woman body encompasing it and excess energy flew out of windows with brute force, breaking them.

There was loud bang that made my ears ring. I was thrown back for a moment.

Nfirea Was laying on the floor collapsed with bleeding ears, but he seemed to be fine, he was looking at the table, where naked as she was born

stood Enri Emmot. My cheeks would be turining red right now but emotional suppression activated. I reached to my inventory and pulled a simple bath robe.
-Cover yourself, you can take this for yourself I do not need it back.-

She looked at me and didn't said a word, probably because her voice is lethal. She was turned into a banshee.

She was opening and closing her mouth, probably from pure confusion, poor thing. I feel like Yamaiko is glaring at me with the rest of my female guild members.

So i quickly nod my head and close the door at the first sign of what would be happening out there.

Then I heard moaning, and it wasn't only [Jewel of death].

What the hell is wrong with people in this world I can't tell.

With this thought I came to the center of the village and sat down on some road stone.

After emotional suppression activated i lifted my head up to see up a peculiar construction.

-Just what the hell are they are doing up here?-

Authors note: FEED ME! GIVE ME A REWIEW. I NEED IT! GOLUM! GOLUM!