A New World of Exploration

Ainz tapped the boot of his samurai armor as he waited for Narberal outside the tomb, helmet in hand as he gazed into the bright blue morning sky. Today was the day, Narberal and he were heading out on an adventure! Sure this was 'technically' for scouting purposes, getting a read of the surrounding kingdoms and all, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't at least a tad bit excited to finally go on an Isekai adventure. This was just like when he first started playing Yggdrasil, an entirely new world for him to go through, a new adventure that he could learn and grow from!

Though…it did pain him to have to leave Nazarick without its ruler…but, he had faith that the denizens could run the tomb while he was gone, he wouldn't have left in the first place if he didn't. Besides, it wasn't as if he was leaving indefinitely, he was only going to be gone for a week at the most. And as soon as he was done, he was heading straight back to the tomb.

Ainz let out a sigh of the fresh air the surface held, appreciating the sensation of easy breathing compared to the hazardous air he was forced to filter back on Japan. Though, Narberal was taking far longer than he'd expected. Ainz turned towards the entrance of the tomb and frowned. Narberal, out of all the Pleiades, was very punctual, so to have her be late to leave…something had to be up.

"Sorry I'm late, my lord. I ran into…a burden along the way."

Ainz immediately snapped towards the unmistakable voice of Narberal Gamma with a smile…only for his expression to turn into that of confusion as the grinning form of Lupusregina Beta, who wore similar civilian clothing to her sister, "Narberal, it's good you've finally made it…but what is Lupusregina doing here?"

A hint of annoyance appeared on Naberal's usual cold face, before giving a shift of her brown cloak to show her discontent, "Well…a few days ago, when you accepted my offer of joining you on your quest, I told the rest of the Pleiades as to prepare them for my departure." Narberal shot her sister a nasty glare, "And Lupusregina, in all her infinite wisdom, decided that she would also join us on our very important mission. Despite my protests."

Lupusregina gave Narberal a pout, as she adjusted the black bandana that covered the top of her hair, "Oh come on Narby! We both know you're not much of a people-person! If Ainz is going to be interacting with the commoners of a human civilization, then he's gonna need someone who at least tolerates humans!"

Ainz furrowed his brow at those words. She was…at least a little correct in that regard. Narberal was emotionally distant even towards the denizens of Nazarick, having her hang around humans all day might breed some issues…man, he really didn't think this through when he said she could come along, did he?

Ainz hummed in thought…before snapping his eyes towards Lupusregina, "Having even Narberal along for this mission comes with its own risks. What makes you think that the inclusion of another Pleiades is a good idea?"

Lupusregina bowed as she gave her response, "My lord, while Narby here is more than capable of defending you against this world's more hostile inhabitants, she is really only good for smashing through problems with sheer magical might-!" Narberal smacked the back of her sister's head at the remark, causing the maid to whine at the act, "Ugh! Anyway…while Narby is more than a capable magic wielder, I fear what would happen to you if you were ever injured unexpectedly."

Ainz humphed at the explanation, "I highly doubt I will meet anyone who can put me in such a state while on this journey. Besides, if I were ever to be injured, I could just drink a potion or use any number of my magical items to regain my health."

Lupusregina gave an exaggerated thinking pose, "Yes…but using such powerful items might be a little too esoteric for the human population of this world, don't you think?" Ainz was quiet at that. Perhaps Lupusregina was a tad bit wittier than he had given her credit for. The Pleiades continued, "I'm a Cleric, if you were to ever get injured, I'd have your back. Not to mention all the juicy buffs I could give you, making you stronger, tougher, faster. Though, I don't think I could make you any more handsome unfortunately-!" Again, Lupusregina was smacked by her sister for her comment…which then broke out into a small spat between the two.

Ainz hummed as he closed his eyes to think. While he would be playing a warrior, and Narberal the mage…it would be beneficial to have a powerful support class to have his back in case things get dire, "Alright." Immediately the two maids stopped their little cat fight at his words. Ainz gave a soft smile as he opened his arms wide as if to hug the two, "You've convinced me, you can come along."

"Yay!" Lupusregina cheered, only for her to be halted by Ainz's finger held up to her face.

His face was serious as he spoke, "You may come along, but the main point of this mission is reconnaissance. So no spells above Fifth-Tier, no powerful magic items, and above all else, don't bring too much unwanted attention towards us. While I have no doubt we'll stand out like a sore thumb amongst the humanfolk, any and all references to Nazarick and its denizens is strictly forbidden, understood?"

Lupusregina nodded before giving a bow, "Of course, my lord. I live to serve."

Narberal followed suit, "As do I, Lord Ainz."

Ainz nodded with his infamous smirk plastered on his face, before placing his helmet on his head, "Well then, we should be off. I can teleport us near the capital, but we'll need to travel a good distance on foot. Stand together now." Ainz motioned for the two to come in close and raised his hand to snap…only for his gauntlet to muffle the sound, and nothing to happen as a result. Ainz grumbled something under his breath, ungloved his hand, and snapped once more. This time, the Ruler of Nazarick and his two subordinates disappeared in a flash, leaving the entrance to the Great Tomb quiet once more.

Shalltear snored loudly with her pale head planted firmly on the cream colored table, papers that scattered across the table covered her head as she slept. Then the door to her room slammed open, allowing the hulking form of Cocytus to speed in, before slamming the door behind him. The laughter and lewd moans of dozens of women as well as the scent of unspeakable fluids muffled as Cocytus let a blush of deep blue waft over his face, heavy bursts of steam bellowing from his mandibles, "I. Hate. The. Adipocere. Chamber…" Cocytus then turned towards the only other figure in the room and flexed his mandibles in irritation, before slamming his halberd loudly on the floor, "Shalltear. Wake. Up!"

Shalltear, who had somehow stayed asleep even through Cocytus' hasty entrance, sprang up with a flustered look as a bunch of papers stuck to her face, "Huh-wha-where!" The room suddenly lit up to show the pink and cream colored accessories that decorated every inch of the living quarters, an overwhelmingly sweet and girly aesthetic clear for all to see.

Cocytus sighed as the vampire fell back in her chair and let out a cry as she landed, "Ugh. Please. Get. Up. Shalltear."

Shalltear pulled herself up and shook herself out of her stupor, only for her pale face to twist in confusion, "Cocytus? What are you doing on the Second Floor?"

Cocytus tapped his halberd in frustration, "I. Tried. Messaging. You. But. You. Didn't. Respond. So. I. Had. To…" Cocytus let out a shiver, "...Trek. Through. That. Godforsaken. Chamber. You. Call. Home. To. Give. You. The. Message. In. Person."

Shalltear rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment as she took her seat once more at her table, "Sorry Cocytus…with three floors to guard over, it can be quite the job to go through them all. I guess I just lost track of time is all." Shalltear straightened out her dress and gave a sigh before leaning forward and giving her best smile, " Now then, what was the message you wanted to give me?"

Cocytus let out another burst of mist from his mandibles, "Lord. Ainz. Has. Instructed. For. The. Completion. Of. This. Project."

Cocytus pulled a stack of papers from…somewhere, and handed it to Shalltear. The vampire gave a look at the title and instantly raised a delicate eyebrow at what she read, "The 'New Men' project? What exactly is this?"

Cocytus stared unblinkingly with the six massive blue orbs he called eyes, "Lord. Ainz. Has. Instructed. The. Creation. Of. Super. Humans. Completely. Loyal. To. Nazarick."

"Yeah, I figured that." Shalltear said as she flipped through the pages with furrowed eyes, "But what does this have to do with me? Demiurge and Pulcinella seem more the gene-altering types. I'm really more of a warrior than a scientist."

Cocytus shook his head at the statement, "No. No. Demiurge. Is. Heading. The. Project. He. Just. Needs. Someone. To. Gather. Strong. Test. Subjects. To. Experiment. On."

Shalltear yawned into her hand as her head slowly slunk back to rest on the table again, "Then what are you bothering me for? Just have the humans Lord Ainz captured go through a 'hot and steamy session' and boom! More test subjects for Demiurge to mess around with."

Cocytus humphed at the suggestion, "Demiurge. Thought. The. Same. Thing. But. When. He. Told. Lord. Ainz. About. The. Breeding. Program. He. Had. Devised. Our. Lord. Simply. Got. Up. Walked. To. The. Corner. Of. The. Room. Stared. At. The. Wall. For. About. Ten. Minutes. Or. So. Then. Said. That. He. Didn't. Want. Us. Practicing. Eugenics. In. His. Tomb."

Shalltear pouted at that, "Really? Wonder why he shot it down…"

Cocytus brought one of his four hands up to his…chin? To think, "It's. Just. A. Theory. But. Perhaps. Our. Lord. Plans. To. Make. This. Gene. Altering. Applicable. To. As. Many. Humans. As. Possible. Meaning. That. If. It. Is. A. Process. That. Relies. On. Selective. Breeding. That. Shrinks. The. Variety. Of. Humans. Who. Can. Undergo. The. Process."

Shalltear waved off the theory, "Eh, your hypothesis is just as good as any other I guess. So I'm assuming Lord Ainz wants me to go out and 'acquire' some more test subjects for Demiurge to work his magic on?"

Cocytus nodded his head, "Primarily. Strong. Ones. Though. What. Constitutes. Strong. In. This. World. May. Vary. Wildly. From. Yggdrasil."

Shalltear giggled into her hand at that, "Well we wouldn't be turning them into these 'New Men' if they were already powerful, would we?" Shalltear gave a stretch of her petite form, "Well then, I don't suppose I'll have any company while on this little expedition, will I?"

Cocytus humphed at the vampire's playful, almost flirtatious tone, "Sebas. And. Solution. Epsilon. Have. Agreed. To. Accompany. You. On. This. Quest. You. Are. Also. More. Then. Welcome. To. Bringing. A. Few. Of. Your. Vampire. Brides. If. You. Want."

Shalltear pouted once again at that, "Solution, really? Man…I was hoping for Yuri…"

Cocytus cocked his head in confusion, "Why. Yuri. Alpha. Of. All. People?"

Shalltear giggled into her hand once more, "Oh…no reason…I just have a thing for undead." She licked her lips as a flash of lust flitted through her crimson eyes, "Especially the whole 'librarian' thing she's got going on, it really gets my figurative blood pumping."

Cocytus sighed a stream of mist as he placed his face in his hand, "Please. Keep. Your. Perverse. Fantasies. To. Yourself. Bloodfallen. I'm. Pretty. Sure. Yuri. Is. Still. Traumatized. From. The. Last. Time. You. Were. Alone. With. Her."

Shalltear let out a laugh, "Oh that little incident? We were just having a little…fun…"

Cocytus' expression remained as unchanged as ever, but even then, Shalltear could see the sheer amount of disbelief in his six eyes, "Shalltear…Yuri. Had. To. File. A. Sexual. Assault. Complaint…You're. Banned. From. Being. On. The. Same. Floor. As. Her…You're. Lucky. The. Supreme. Beings. Didn't. Punish. You. More. Than. They. Did!"

Shalltear pursed her lips and looked off to the side out of embarrassment, "Yeah…well I do like it when they're a little feisty." Cocytus began smacking his carapace hard against the wall of the room in annoyance. Shalltear let her face sprout an irritated expression, "Don't blame me for the way I am! My creator, Peroroncino, literally made me this way! What with the sadomasochism, necrophilia, hemophilia, coimetrophilia, doxophilia, merinthophilia, nyctophilia, and so on."

Cocytus stopped headbutting the wall long enough to respond, "Did. He. Also. Program. You. To. Lust. After. Lord. Ainz. In. A. Similar. Fashion?"

Shalltear practically scoffed at the insinuation, "He programmed me to love all of the Supreme Beings, Cocytus." Then, a much more loving look took over her features, "But Lord Ainz? Lord Ainz…" A blush fluttered onto Shalltear's deathly pale cheeks, "There were times when those filthy humans tried to desecrate our tomb, and the very first thing they met when they barged into our home, was him and me. We fought side by side for years, every time I'd fall, he'd always be right there to revive me once more. We were unstoppable…unbreakable…inseparable…" Shalltear shuttered at the memories, "How could I not love a man such as him? A knight in shining armor ready to cut down any foe, a mage with powers that can only be described as cosmically terrifying, the only true man within this tomb!"

Cocytus flinched at that, "Yeah…The. Only. True. Man…Thanks…"

Shalltear calmed down from her little 'moment' before standing up to leave, "Now then, I suppose I need to call back my Vampire Brides from their jogs before I leave. Then I can give Lord Ainz a big ol' smooch goodbye before I leave."

Cocytus tilted his head in confusion once more, "Huh? But. Lord. Ainz. Left. Just. This. Morning."

Shalltear froze in her tracks, her expression growing very dark, "What…did you say?"

Even Cocytus, an icy bug monster, could feel the temperature in the room plummet as a dangerous aura surrounded the vampire, "Uhm…Yes? He. Sent. A. Message. A. Few. Days. Ago. To. Inform. Us…How. Long. Have. You. Been. Sleeping?"

Shalltear gritted her fangs as she furiously scratched her white hair in anger, "Lord Ainz left…without telling me!?"

Cocytus backed away slowly from his fellow Floor Guardian as her anger grew palpable within the girly room, "I-If. You. Want. You. Can. Speak. To. Albedo. About. This. Lord. Ainz. Left. Her. In. Charge. While. He-!"

"Wait!" Shalltear slowly turned towards the insectoid, "My beloved is gone…and left that no-good, slutty, homewrecking hussy in control of Nazarick!?" The vampire's body began to morph as her mouth grew wide, and a snake-like tongue darted out from her gaping maw.

Cocytus, seeing the imminent danger transforming right before him, slowly backed up towards the door of the room to escape, "Yes. Well…I'd. Talk. To Her. If. You. Have. Any. Questions. And. I. Will. See. You. Later…" Though as soon as the giant warrior slammed open the door, an avalanche of barely dressed vampire women in various states of ecstasy fell on top of him, drowning him in a sea of laughing and moaning undead monsters. Cocytus twisted his head to see the monstrous form of Shalltear in a complete state of bloodlust, then towards the mountain of vampires that pinned him to the ground. Only one word entered his mind as Shalltear pounced with frenzied fervor, "Fuck."

"Holy…look at the size of that guy, and look at that armor! It must have cost him a fortune!" One pedestrian commented as a man clad in samurai armor walked into view.

"Forget the armor, do you see those babes on his sides!? Not even my wife's that hot!" Another shamelessly spoke.

"Do you think they're nobles?" A shopkeeper asked innocently.

"With gear like that? Absolutely." A shopper replied before taking a bite from the apple he just paid for.

Ainz strode confidently down the street towards the guild, the many passerby's gawking at the ultra-high quality armor he toted, as well as the two beauties that accompanied him on either side. His red cape billowed in the wind as his helmet concealed any notion that he was anything less than a towering human being. Honestly…the attention he was attracting made him slightly embarrassed. He had no problem with getting praise from the actions he performs, he welcomed it actually. But having people gawk and awe at his armor, his companions, things that he had no real control over…it just rubbed him the wrong way. It reminded him of the celebrities back in Japan that were famous just for being famous. He didn't want to be praised simply for being praiseworthy. No…he wanted to be praised for the things he did goddammit!

"Wait…is that an adventurer's plate around his neck?" Apple guy asked in between bites.

"Wait, I think it is! But…it's only copper!?" Someone replied.

"Ugh, such shiny gear and their only copper rank? What a let down…" And with that sentiment, the crowd of gawking pedestrians turned and mumbled away.

Now instead of embarrassed, Ainz felt oddly infuriated. He hated when people praised him when he'd done nothing to warrant it…but he hated being criticized for that exact same thing more! Ainz clenched his fist tight at the murmurs around him. He'd show them…just how capable he really was.

Ainz slammed the inn's door open as an overwhelming smell of booze and sweat wafted into his helmet. Immediately, everyone's attention was on him and his companions. Ainz heeded them no mind as he walked through the tavern and up to the bar, "Excuse me sir, I would like to rent a room for my companions and I for the next few days or so."

The man behind the desk gave a gruff reply, "Fine…it's five copper pieces for the rooms, an extra five for meals."

"We'll only need one room, forget the meals." Ainz dropped a few busted coins on the bar table and turned to go up the stairs. A few chuckles rang out as Ainz felt the leg of a man jut out to stop him, the group were obviously inebriated, "Hilarious…" Before he barreled right over the leg.

"Hey! Tall, dark and creepy! Watch where you're going! How do you expect me to work if I have a broken ankle!?" Ainz turned to face a bald, somewhat muscular man wearing leather armaments and giving him a sneer, "What's your name?"

Lupusregina immediately stepped in and hid the fact that Narberal was pulling out her sword, "Oh this big guy!? This is Momon, the Samurai of the South Winds!" She then pointed to herself, "I'm Regina, his cleric and aid." Before finally pointing towards Narberal, "And that's Nabe, his bodyguard and magic caster."

The man thought for a moment, "Huh, those don't sound like any noble's name I've heard…"

"What makes you assume we're nobility?" Ainz asked, his silky-smooth voice echoing through his helmet.

"What makes me-? Look at you guys! Only the nobility could afford such impressive gear, and only the nobility would be so careless when it comes to my ankle's wellbeing!" The bald adventurer turned to where Narberal was seething, and smirked, "I'd be willing to forgive you though, if your little vixen here gives it a small kiss to make it feel better."

Ainz legitimately laughed at those words. Since when does a grown ass man ask for someone to kiss his boo boo's? Ainz held out his arms and lowered his chuckle at the sneer the bald man gave him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just, I can't help but find your useless prattle impossibly humorous…"

The man instantly clenched his fists and raised them to swing, "Why yo-!"

Only for Ainz to swiftly grab the scruff of his shirt and hold him aloft in the air with one arm, "You're punching far above your weight class bucko. Why don't you go and walk off that ale you just chugged down?" Ainz smiled underneath his helmet, before lazily tossing the man across the tavern, and into the table where a lone woman sat. A small vial of blue liquid flinging from the splintered table, before shattering on the floor.

Lupusregina broke out into a laughing fit at the sight, "Aaaaand, it's good! Talk about a total strike out, am I right Narber-Nabe!?"

Narberal humphed at the act, "It's not surprising, anyone who crosses our lord should meet a far more fatal end…"

"You bastard!" Suddenly, from across the tavern, a red-headed woman whose face matched her hair, stood up and marched towards Ainz with barely contained rage, "Do you have any idea how long I've been saving for that potion!? I've had to skip meals, barter for the simplest of equipment, I even quit drinking for gods sakes! And then you just waltz in here and throw a guy at it!?" The woman swung her hand out and gave Ainz a dirty look, "Pay up! You broke it, you pay for it!"

Narberal stepped forward with a dark expression, ready to cut down the insolent human for demanding around her lord, but was stopped when Ainz held out a hand to halt her, "My apologies miss…"

"Brita." She stated plainly.

"Right, Brita…" Suddenly the adventurer woman felt a shiver run up her back, the way he said her name, the way he towered over her, it all coalesced into a feeling of…wrongness. Ainz reached into his cape and pulled out a red potion, "This should make us even, yes?"

Brita took the potion and quirked a brow at the color, "Red?" She then gave Ainz a curious look, "I guess…"

"Wonderful!" Ainz exclaimed, before turning to go back up the stairs, "Come on Regina, Nabe, we have a long day of adventuring ahead of us!" Ainz marched up the stairs, into the room of the inn, and shut the door behind the three of them. He gave a sigh in his helmet before ripping it off his face and tossing it to the floor, the armor evaporating into magic sparkles as he did so. It was annoying enough trying to put on a face in front of Nazarick, so you could probably imagine what it was like to put on a mask over a mask…exhausting.

"I don't understand why you had to entertain that human, she doesn't deserve the gift of a Supreme Being." Narberal spoke, her tone icy cold to the touch.

Lupusregina slung an arm over her sister's shoulder and gave her a wide grin, "Ah don't be like that 'Nabe,' I'm sure we can just go out and kill her later-!"

"No." Ainz stated, his glowing eyes snapping to his companions with an intense look, "We are not here to slaughter the residents of this city. Brita lost a potion from my actions, I gave her one of my own as an apology, we are even." Ainz lowered himself to the ultra-uncomfortable bed and brought a hand to his chin to think, "Besides, we have more important things to worry about than a single measly potion."

"Yeah, like getting a better room! This place is a dump!" Lupusregina exclaimed, before running a dainty finger along the wall, only for it to be covered in dust.

"It will suffice for now, but more importantly, there is the concern of actual money." Ainz held out his hand to show the few copper and silver coins the chief of Carne Village gave him, "We're pretty much broke…" Dammit! Even in an entirely new world he still had to worry about money.

Narberal hummed in thought, "Couldn't we use some of the gold within Nazarick?"

Ainz waved off the comment, "No, using Yggdrasil gold would not only make us stand out, which we really don't need anymore of right now. Even if we did attract the attention of other Players, we don't know whether or not they'd be willing to help us. We also aren't one-hundred percent certain that we can reobtain any gold lost…no, we'll need to obtain money the old fashioned way…"

Lupusregina tilted her head innocently in confusion at that, "What old fashioned way?"

Ainz chuckled, "The denizens of this world are impossibly weak, complaining about 'broken ankles' and cowering at the slightest inkling of a threat. I have no doubt that we'll all be able to rocket ourselves through the ranks in no time, all the way up to Adamantite without any trouble at all. Adventurer's are also given quite a hefty amount of information depending on their rank, as well as meeting quite influential figures within the business and political side of things. And seeing as we're here purely to gather information, this seems like the best possible path to go through." Ainz's expression then became completely neutral, his crimson eyes burning as he gazed off into the air in front of him, "However, just like our money issue, there is only one way we're going to achieve this." Ainz jumped up and gave his two companions a large smile, "Let's get a job!"

Demiurge hummed a disturbing tune as he worked, gloved hands dancing with exact precision as he seemingly sang along to the screams and cries all around him. He was running out of test subjects quickly, and even though he showed a veneer of confidence and joy, inside he was starting to panic. He promised his lord that he'd have results within a week, and yet, all his experiments had even gotten past the testing phase. And there were only so many times he could resurrect the same subject before they were inevitably too far gone to salvage.

Demiurge clicked his tongue and snapped his neck towards his assistant, the Evil Lord Envy. Instantly, the raven-headed demon handed him a still beating heart, which he promptly took before practically shoving it into his patient's chest cavity. Though, that didn't mean he was without any progress. He'd found that adding a second heart, an extra lung, as well as a whole host of artificial organs had led to great success…the only problem now was getting a human strong enough to keep up with the augmentations.

If he had test subjects from Yggdrasil, this would have been easy. Say what you will about the humans in Yggdrasil, but at least they were somewhat capable. These however? They were more than pathetic, they were practically useless. But…that was why Lord Ainz had ordered him to do this in the first place, correct? They were pathetic, useless, a waste of space, but through these augmentations, they would become the most loyal, and most effective force Nazarick had to offer.

Demiurge hummed in discontent as a magical monitor appeared and informed him of the human's critical condition. Hopefully Shalltear managed to find stronger humans, he was running out fast. Demiurge reached into his blazer's pocket and pulled out a small vial filled with black liquid. Lord Ainz's essence…Albedo had pocketed a few vials of the liquid back when they fought the Sunlight Scripture. He practically had to bargain his soul away in order to get it, Albedo was not one to let one of her most sacred treasures go so easily.

Demiurge uncorked the vial and held it over the seizing man's chest cavity. He really was pushing what would even be considered human with this little stunt. But then again, he was always an expert when it came to working within gray areas. The vial tipped over ever so slightly, a small black droplet forming at the edge. He was working with very limited supplies here, so few humans to test on, so little of Lord Ainz's essence to use, he had to be very, very careful.

But if this worked…not only would he be successful in creating these 'New Men,' but he'd also have created them using the very essence of a god! What better way to breed loyalty than to make them a literal part of a Supreme Being!? He was sure Lord Ainz would have his disagreements with how he was choosing to handle this project, but honestly? He knew that his lord would understand…in fact, he was certain this was exactly the leap his god wanted him to take! Making the 'New Man,' making Nazarick's newest warrior! It all begins now!

Demiurge gave a cruel smile as a single drop of inky black dripped into the opened chest, and waited.

Immediately, the magical monitor went fucking ballistic, and the test subjects seizing grew even more intense. The inky liquid within his chest seemed to grow, to morph…tendrils of thin black snaked its way through the man's insides as the Evil Lord Greed furiously wrote down everything that was occurring. The subject's mouth filled with foamy saliva and his eyes rolled back into his skull as he continued to thrash.

The liquid black settled within his insides, and just as soon as the episode began, it stopped. The magical monitor showed Demiurge that his experiment's heartbeat, while faint, was stable. Demiurge gave a wide smile at the apparent success, "Yes! Now we can finally move onto the secon-!" Then…the chest cavity exploded violently in a bloody, gory mess. The Evil Lord's as well as Demiurge were absolutely covered in black and red flesh chunks, with the Arch-Devil having the worst time since he was so close to the blast zone. Demiurge slowly took the blood stained spectacles off his face, took out a handkerchief with his other hand, and proceeded to rub his glasses clean before placing them back onto his nose, "Ah well…looks like we still have a fair bit to go before we're ready…revive him."

Evil Lord Sloth raised an arm and summoned a bright magic circle in its hand, before the gore that filled the room slowly returned back into the subject's body. Suddenly, the man awoke with a pained gasp, before immediately vomiting what little he had in his stomach off to the side. Captain Nigun of the Sunlight Scripture looked into Demiurge's glowing spectacles and allowed tears to roll down his cheeks as he spoke through his raspy voice, "P-please…just k-kill me…"

Demiurge hummed in thought, "You shouldn't be awake, the muscle paralyzers I slipped you should have worked even after resurrection." Demiurge grabbed a syringe Evil Lord Envy handed him before holding it up to Nigun's neck, "I'd hazard a guess and say you have about three more resurrections before you're no longer viable…"

Nigun looked at the syringe in utter fear, "N-no…p-please-!" Before he was jabbed with the syringe, and green liquid pooled into his body, freezing his face and eyes in a look of pure horror.

Demiurge picked up a scalpel and a drill as a dark smirk curved its way up his face. He'd gotten farther than he had before with this one, perhaps with a little bit more testing, he'd be able to perfect the essence transfer from his lord into his subjects. Yes…this was it, this was how he would make Nazarick's newest warriors!

Wails and screams of the damned rang out as Demiurge and his minions got back to work, slicing, cutting, and brutalizing what little humans remained in an attempt to make a new race of creatures completely, and totally loyal to the Great Tomb of Nazarick.