Overlord: God Of The New World - Chapter 3

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The day had come, and it was faster than I expected, then again, everything in life is. Year 2138, it had been two years or so since Momonga and I had been the only players in Nazarick, and this had Momonga quite depressed, and I suppose to an extend I could understand his lament. Beyond that, I was both really excited, and scared, no… scared is not the right word, I would say I was nervous, today the server would close, and I would become Alastor, the Fallen God of Nazarick, it was a bizarre thought, one of happiness and uncertainty, after all, I didn’t know what this new body would do to me.

“None of them came,” Momonga sighed, sending a sad emoji through the chat.

“It’s okay Momon,” I replied, sending a smiley face, “We started this together, and we gonna end this together,” in more ways than one.

“That’s almost poetic,” Momonga replied with a smiley face.

“I have my moments,” I chuckled, sending a party emoji.

Right now, we both were in the guild’s meeting room, sitting on the gigantic circular table Tabula had designed for our evil meetings, on a corner there was Ainz, and on the other, there was me, it almost looked like we were discussing political manners. [Herohero has logged in], so it begins. “It seems one of our guildmates has come,” I announced, sending a wink emoji to Momonga.

“Better than before right?” Momonga chuckled, sending an upside-down face emoji.

“Hahaha,” I rolled my eyes, as he moved to greet Herohero who was entering the guild meeting room.

“Alastor-san, Momonga-san,” Herohero greeted.

“Howdy,” I greeted.

“It’s been a really long time Herohero, I thought Alastor and I would be the only ones to see how it all ends,” Momonga said, his tone carrying a sad overtone.

“Life has been hard,” Herohero sighed, “IRL I have to maintain two jobs, and well… I had to stop playing, but here I am,” he added, with a smiley face.

“Sounds awful buddy,” I sighed, sending a crying face emoji, “No wonder we haven’t seen you in two years.” The last time we had more than two members active in the guild was two years ago, since then, it has been Momonga and me, against the digital world.

“That sounds awful,” Momonga sighed, in response to what Herohero had said, “Do you have any health problems? I remember you had some before you left…”

“Oh yeah, did you finally get better?” I asked.

Herohero shook his slimy head, “No, my health is worse than ever… but you know how the world is… you either eat… or go to the doctor, so I am working my ass off to… survive,”

I had been lucky, very lucky with my draw in this universe, by being rich from birth, I had saved myself from Herohero’s fate, “I wished I could help…” I really did, but if I gave him money, his life would turn into a nightmare after my sudden disappearance, and I had no time to set up a proxy to give him anything.

“It’s okay, you know me, I will manage somehow,” Herohero replied with a smiley face.

“That sounds rough,” Momonga sighed, as he leaned back on his chair.

And so, Herohero started to talk about his life, and by talking I mean ranting, about everything wrong in his life, his work, his love life, and more, while I and Momonga sat there uncomfortably not knowing what to say, except “That sounds rough,” he was our friend, more to Momonga than me, but we just couldn’t relate, this world and the state it was, made everything low-class citizens of my world had to suffer infinitely worse.

“Sorry about my rant,” Herohero eventually said, “I know whining ruins the game, but… I can’t talk about this in real life, you know?” That, I could relate, coping with stuff you can’t say for fear of losing what little you have, that I understood to an almost painful level.

“It’s okay buddy,” I said, sending a thumbs-up emoji.

“As Alastor has said, it’s okay… also, you have already done enough for us tonight by coming, I didn’t expect to see you tonight when I sent the invitation,” Oh yeah, the invitation, I had almost forgotten about that, Momonga, ever so diligent.

“I appreciate the invitation, and the time you guys gave me to whine, but… I should probably get going,” Herohero declared, his tentacles moving around him, as he opened the menu to see the time, “It’s getting quite late, Sorry guys…”

“Take care,” I said, sending a waving hand emoji.

“I… take care Herohero,” Momonga said his tone sadder than ever before, poor Momonga.

“Have a nice closing guys,” Herohero said, and with that, he was gone.

“He didn’t even ask how we kept the guild alive… after two years alone,” Momonga’s tone was one of a hurt person on the verge of tears.

“Sometimes, real-life…. Takes over everything,” I said, patting him in the back with an action emoji.

“It still hurts,” Momonga declared. “In the end, it’s you and me again, from dust we come and to the dust we will return, I suppose that also applies to us,” inwardly I laughed, if there was someone that treasured friendship was Momonga over all, it almost made me wonder how was his real life, not that it mattered anymore.

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22:54:59

Five minutes, and I would leave my human life for good, it was an exhilarating feeling, one that I had been waiting for, for so long. “So… wanna have so fun before the server closes?” I asked Momonga, who simply nodded at my request.

“What do you have in mind?” Momonga inquired, and I grinned, sending a devil emoji through the chat.

“Let’s add some flavor text to the NPCs,” I answered.

“I don’t know… it would be a disrespect to our guildmates,” Momonga replied.

“The game is closing in five minutes, and besides we won’t change a thing in their settings, we are just gonna add some details to their backstory and stuff,” I said.

“Fine,” Momonga sighed.

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Pepperoni with extra cheese was a monster, the first NPC we opened was Shalltear, and boy was her flavor text the most horrifying thing I have ever seen, he made Shalltear a sexual monster, and not in a good way, she was into stuff… stuff no man should pronounce or mutter, or even think about, heck the most… legal shit she was into was necrophilia, so… draw your conclusions, “Oh god… I…”

“Her flavor text is over forty pages long… why is it sooooo long!” Momonga cried in despair, “And why does he make so much emphasis on her… oh God I will throw up,” what we read, would forever scar us.

“Ok, let me delete this… this and this, the rest… is, less perturbing,” I sighed, as I deleted some of the text pepperonis with cheese had added.

“Why would she be into eating ba!” At this, I stopped him with a yelling emoji.

“What we saw, we never speak of it again, am I clear?” I never wanted to talk about what I saw inside Shalltear’s file, never!

“I… agree, in fact… is guild rule now,” Momonga nodded.

“Now your turn,” I grinned as he summoned Albedo, I knew he had a thing for her design, so now it was time to… annoy him, “I just hope you don’t put something like… she is in love with Momonga or anything, it would be quite sad… and questionable, imagine if they publish a sequel where you can take your old NPCs there… and Tabula sees that…”

Momonga already sweating, looked at me and grinned, “If that’s the possible case,” fast like a fucking thunder, he wrote something and closed Albedo’s file.

In the meantime I was processing something, Momonga never grinned… unless he was pulling a fast one on me, so why did he… oh no, running towards Albedo, I opened her file to see… what I feared he had done, instead of saying she loved Momonga, it said, she loved me… he even put my code signature in there. “You bastard!” don’t get me wrong, I liked Albedo, but… I had a feeling she would be one to kill any girl I laid my eyes on just to lower the competition, and I wanted to enjoy my godly dick before settling down.