Overlord: God Of The New World - Chapter 1

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Hi, my name is Yamamoto Yami, if you had asked what my name was ten years ago, I would’ve said Alessandro Berlusconi, in simpler terms, I reincarnated, though not in a magical world like most Isekai’s begin, the world is basically the same, but more technologically advanced, and more more more contaminated, my working theory is that I am actually in the same world but in a future version of it, because everything from my world is still here, countries, companies, and other stuff I remembered, the only palpable difference was that technology was drastically better in every way.

In hindsight, maybe it was for the best, after all, I don’t recall meeting with a god or goddess to get some questionably OP powers, so I am happy with what I got.

My life is fun, I suppose. My new parents are filthy rich, but like most filthy rich parents stereotypes, I barely see them at all, but unlike most Japanese stereotypes, they are not strict, at all. Maybe I was being racist with my stereotypes, but I expected super strict parents the moment I heard my new name for the first time, don’t misunderstand me though, I like the free reign our relationship gave me, and that I only have to pretend once or twice a year to be a child when they come to visit me, it works perfectly for me.

In short, I have everything I didn’t have before this life, loads of money, granted it was my parent’s money, but they gave me a credit card with no limit, so… I was enjoying myself every now and then, mostly with games, specifically DMMO-RPG, which stands for Dive Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Games. They were the best, they were fun, easy to understand, and did I say fun? Well, they were.

Heck, for my eleven birthday, I got the best equipment to play DMMO-RPGS, and I was… boy I was excited, needless to say, I was enjoying my new life as a rich kid, coming from a fisher’s family before this… it felt like the universe was giving me a vacation with this life, and I was going to enjoy it!

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Fuck this life, why you might ask? Well, allow me to elaborate my sweet memoir readers, you see… it was my twelve birthday, when a… particular game came out, the name? Yggdrasil. It didn’t take me long to remember where I had heard that name, from the anime Overlord, which meant I hadn’t reincarnated into the same world, but the one where Ainz lived before becoming Ainz.

My new life now had a new meaning, I wanted to be Isekaided… or whatever the right term it is to that world, a world of magic, a world of pleasure, a world where I can do whatever I want, after all, why be a rich guy, when you can be a god. Ok, maybe I was getting ahead of myself, but still… The possibilities were endless.

So, needless to say, I bought the game, and started playing… well, that’s what I would like to say, but you see…. If I am to be reincarnated in whatever character I will create…. I… Well, let’s just say it’s a hard choice and a very important one. From the start, I knew human and demi-human races were off the table, for various reasons, which only left me with the Heteromorphic Races.

Also known as Inhuman or Monster Races, what attracted me to these races was that all of them were… immortal, age-wise and that I would be able to… well, confirm if Ainz existed by being one of them.

Angel

Automaton

Birdman

Brain Eater

Chaugnar

Death Vine

Demon

Doppelgänger

Dragon

Dragonoid

Dryad

Dullahan

Elemental

Fairy

Genie

Ghost

Gnator

Golem

Half-Elemental

Half-Golem

Herdroper

Homunculus

Insect

Lycanthrope

Medusa

Myconid

Nephilim

Plant

Roper

Skeleton

Slime

Treant

Undead

Vampire

Zern

Zombie

In the end, after a long process of selection, I picked Angel, they live forever, and in case Ainz becomes a threat, well… I would counter about eighty percent of his team with holy shenanigans, with that said and done, I started to level up, and boy was it hard, at every turn human players would gang on me to get some sort of banal satisfaction or something. No wonder, Ainz and the rest of his gang started a guild.

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After one year of playing, grinding, and hiding from human players, I managed to meet Ainz, or rather Momonga for now, and almost immediately we became friends, I had to use a voice changer though, the voice of a kid is not exactly welcoming in virtual scenarios, not now, not a hundred years ago.

Momonga, like me, had started the game as soon as it came out, Momonga being level 25 and me being level 15.

Why was he ten levels ahead of me? I am glad you asked my little ravioli, you see… in this game, stats… don’t exactly work as in other games, allow me to elaborate, EXP and STATS work together and at the same time very separately, at least on this game, for one you have the EXP bar and SKILL POINT bar, both bars get filled by killing monsters, completing quest and such, now… you might still be asking, but why is my level lower than Momonga, well… I am getting there my sweet linguini. You see, the higher your level is, the harder it becomes to get SKILL POINTS. In short terms, it’s easier to farm skill points if you don’t use them.

Now, this beautiful farming technique I had discovered with my first character, RIP, has various cons, lots of cons… it was a nightmare, but in the end, it would be worth it, you see while doing this… I was infinitely weaker than most players, even of my own level, it was one of those things people call a high-risk high reward tactic.

In terms of battle power, I was… maybe a level five perhaps a six, so… yeah. But, the good news was that I had Momonga to help me out, he was so desperate for friends he… became my bodyguard basically, which helped me farm more SKILL POINTS for my future however sooner or later, I would soon have to spend them, for various reasons. One, there was a limit of how many skill points you could have, and once you reached that limit, there was no point in farming them anymore.

Anywho, talking about skill points… or stat points, these babies only affect the stats for those that didn’t understand so far, not the level of the racials or jobs, meaning this painfully slow farming was exclusively to increase things like. HP, MP, PHY. ATK, PHY. DEF, AGILITY, MAG. ATK, MAG. DEF, RESIST, SPECIAL. Each and every single one of those stats had a cap of 100 points, here is where the thing gets… both complicated and fun, you see.. You can’t farm stats if your racial levels and job levels are maxed, in my case, I am level fifteen, which is a combination of the following, Angel LV 10 Archangel LV 5.

The point is… that if I managed to reach max level without using my stat points, I would… become a beast, a peerless individual, because while the stats had a limit of 100 each… this only applied to a hundred stat points applied each, so… whatever my items give me, would go over the limit imposed by the game, see where I’m getting? I could have 100 points in mana, and my armor could give me ten extra points on that, turning that stat from 100 to 110.

So yeah, this strategy was good… only if I had people to leech from till level 100. The good part was, I had all the money I could use at my disposal, and if needed all the cash items I could to buy for someone else’s compliance, everyone has a price, and in this case… I can pay for it.

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After two months of grinding with Momonga, I was already level seventeen, not bad considering I hit like a plushie, with Momonga being level thirty, I already had my daily routine with him, where he would basically ask me every day why I didn’t spend my points, to which I always answered that I wanted to reach the maximum level without using them, as part of a self-imposed challenged, surprisingly Momonga was never bothered by this, he would laugh for a bit, and then he would help me, sometimes I wonder, how did he go from that to the monster in the series, I will never know.

“I think we should be able to clear a dungeon nearby, it’s level twenty… but if we take our time, we should be able to finish it in five hours tops,” Momonga said.

“I am all for it, but remember I hit like a level 10… maybe,” I chuckled.

“I wonder why that is,” Momonga chuckled.

“I am a man of principles Momonga, I live by them, and so I will only spend my points once I reach level 100,” I shot back with a grin.

“Funny words, coming from a monster!” Players… fuck….

It took the gang of players less than one minute to defeat Momonga and me… just Momonga, I don’t really count, and instead of killing us, there were standing about us menacingly, like thugs in every budget anime, and of course, I was composed and calm, hahaha, no, and how the fuck could I be? If they killed me I would lose at least three levels, and a bunch of stat points, I couldn’t die… it would fuck my progress, really bad.

“The level seventeen will give us nothing, but this one… he will make me level up!” One of the human players declared, and I sighed, perhaps it was time to use one of the many cash items at my disposal to escape, the only thing would be that… if I did so… I would be leaving Momonga alone, and… well, I wasn’t bad per… what am I thinking, my stats! Fuck Momonga.

“Die!” One of the human players shouted, charging at us, but before he was able to reach us… a flash of light followed by all the PLAYERS falling to the ground dead, this stopped me, and me from using a cash item to teleport, the one that had stopped them was… Please don’t call Human Resources hahaha, I mean Touch Me.

Jokes aside, this was good for me, if this guy was already appearing… Soon the guild would too. “Why did you save us?” Momonga inquired, in shock.

“Because saving people in trouble is always the right thing to do!” Touch Me shouted, as a personalized emote appeared behind him saying, Justice has arrived, I will go ahead and take a wild guess and say this guy was in the theater class during highschool.

“Thank you,” I made my character bow.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Worry not, I shall protect you!” I somehow feel unsafe with this guy.

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[2 Years Later]

School… ugh, aside, my leveling within the guild had increased exponentially, and yet I still was a long way to get to max level, everyone in the guild was around level eighty, while I was level 60, and still hadn’t use a single skill point, in every raid, my purpose for the team is to aid others with my cash items, some would buff the team or heal them, it was my way of thanking them, because surprisingly… None of them had ever asked for a cash item, and most of the time they would insist for me to just enjoy the ride, and let them carry me on the raids, that I don’t need to use money to play with them, but I refuse to be a sack of potatoes… Again, I already had my fill of uselessness when I was roaming the world alone with Momonga.

LEVEL 60

–RACIAL LEVELS

ANGEL LV 10

ARCHANGEL LV 10

FALLEN ONE LV 10

–JOB LEVELS

HOLY BANISHER LV 10

HOLY WIZARD LV 10

ILLUSIONIST LV 10

The Fallen one, was not on the list of jobs on the game website, which according to Momonga meant it was a special class I had unlocked unknowingly.

“READY FOR A RAID FULLLL OF JUSTICE!?” Touch me shouted with unyielding excitement, and most of the guild groaned. Except for me, high-level raids were the perfect place to farm STAT POINTS AND EXP POINTS!

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YEAR 2130

I was finally level 100, it was a long run… but I had managed to do what I had set to do, to get there without using a single point, and boy I was excited to spend those babies now that I couldn’t farm them anymore, and so was the entire guild, they had all been waiting to see if my long long long long long long long long long path to level 100 would actually bear fruits.

“I did it!” I declared happily, opening my character sheet for everyone to see.

ALASTOR – HETEROMORPHIC RACE – LEVEL 100

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THE RELENTLESS FALLEN GOD

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JOB = One of the Almighty 42 Supreme Beings, Treasurer.

RESIDENCE = GREAT TOMB OF NAZARICK – ROOM IN LEVEL 9

ALIGNMENT = NEUTRAL —- SENSE OF JUSTICE = -50

RACIAL LEVEL

ANGEL LV 15

ARCHANGEL LV 10

FALLEN ONE LV 10

GOD LV 5

–JOB LEVELS

HOLY BANISHER LV 10

HOLY WIZARD LV 10

ILLUSIONIST LV 10

SAGE LV 10

PRIMITIVE CASTER LV 5

ALCHEMIST LV 10

POISON MAKER LV 5

HP = EXCEEDS LIMIT (110)

MP = EXCEEDS LIMIT (190)

PHY. ATK = EXCEEDS LIMIT (105)

PHY. DEF = EXCEEDS LIMIT (102)

AGILITY = EXCEEDS LIMIT (110)

MAG. ATK = EXCEEDS LIMIT (135)

MAG. DEF = EXCEEDS LIMIT (140)

RESISTANCE = EXCEEDS LIMIT (140)

SPECIAL ABILITY = EXCEEDS LIMIT (170)

“Holy fuck…” Pepperoni gasped, and yes, I know his name is not pepperoni, but I call him that. “You broke the fucking game!”

[A NEW TITLE HAS BEEN ADDED TO YOUR TITLES – LIMIT BREAKER]

“Finally, he will be able to help with the DPS,” Nishikienrai chuckled.

“Hey! Is true, but still… ouch,” I pouted in the game.

“JUSTICE HAS PREVAILED!” Touch Me grinned, that had nothing to do with the current scenario, but good for him.

“Let’s do a raid to celebrate!” Herohero shouted.

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After reaching LV 100, my goals changed, and I… well, considering the game would soon become my reality, well I started to hoard items, lots and lots of items, cash items, raid items, dungeon items anything I could possibly use, now that I was incredibly strong, that was my purpose, and I think that is the reason why Momonga designated me as the guild’s treasurer.

“Maybe I should create my own NPC,” I hummed, it would be cool to add something to Nazarick. “Oh, maybe a Lycan, I could name him Fenrir,” before any of you horny fucks start to cry about why I decided to create male NPC instead of a female, well… creating something that will soon be alive, will make it feel… mine, like a child you could say, and… I want no sexual attraction to a child of mine. “Fenrir… that will be your name.” And so I started to create my NPC.