Rebirth: Traversing The Myriad Planes - Chapter 331

It was fun.’, A melancholic voice said, echoing inside his own mind.

‘It was really fun.’, the voice said once again.

This voice soon changed and revealed a large room. It was equivalent to that of a medieval knights of a round table. Several red leather plastered chairs aligned to a humongous white table. If one counted the chairs, one would see there was forty one of them.

In the back stood a large golden staff floating by itself with several exquisite gems embedded into its tip. This staff was placed behind one player, who currently could be seen at the head of the giant table. The table itself had giant purple-gold crest etched in its center, while white smooth marble surrounded it.

The view also showed many game icons, signifying that the current view was coming from that of one of Yggdrasil’s players.

This player was a giant skeleton, wearing a large purple-gold robe with a giant red crystal orb embedded beneath his c.h.e.s.t cavity. This player wasn’t alone either, one more figure could be seen off to one of the right seats. This was snother player, and was quite small compared to the big skeleton up front.

This player was equivalent to that of a purple sludge monster, his body filled with purple toxic sludge. A lot of it was dripping and he appeared as if he was very worn down.

Their current location could be seen at the top of their screen.

<<The Great Tomb Of Nazarick, 9th Floor : Round Table>>

It was then the sludge monster rose its blob-like little arm, greeting the skeleton, ss if he hadn’t seen him for a couple years.

“Hey there, Leader Momonga. Man, it sure has been a while, huh?”

That’s right, this was one of Yggdrasil’s couple of remaining online players, Momonga, Guild Leader of Ainz Oowl Gown! Today was the final day Yggdrasil would have its services online. In fact it was fast approaching midnight, the time the server would shut down.

“I didn’t think you would actually come back online, Herohero.”, Momonga said, replying back to the sludge monster.

The second player was known as Herohero, and was also one of the 41 Supreme Beings! He named himself Herohero, as this name meant completely worn out in Japanese. It was a pun for how much work he does on a daily basis, so much to where he can easily lose track of time, only getting a couple hours of sleep at most if he was lucky. He worked tons of overtime compared to the other 41 Supreme Beings.

“It’s been roughly two years, hasn’t it?”

“Boy, has it really been that long? This is quite bad. I’ve been working so much overtime that my concept of time is messing up.”

“Isn’t that like, a pretty bad symptom?”, Momonga replied who couldn’t help but retort.

“My body? It’s completely worn out nowadays.”

“Whoa…”, Momonga said, feeling pity for Herohero.

“…I’m sorry. I didn’t come here to just complain about my life’s story.”

“Please don’t worry about it.”, Momonga said, trying to cheer Herohero up. He also used a smile emote.

Momonga then saw Herohero open his menu, before Herohero spoke out again.

“Oh, I have to go soon. I’m way too sleepy.”, Herohero said as he scrolled through his menu.

“Oh, then please rest well.”

“I’m truly sorry about this. But I’m really surprised seeing the Great Tomb of Nazarick still standing here.”

“Eh?”

“You must have been maintaining it as the Guild Leader, huh, Leader Momonga?”

“Well, Nazarick was a base we all created together, wasn’t it?”

“Leader Momonga, thank you for all of your hard work.”, Herohero replied to him. “I hope we can meet again somewhere.”, he continued to say.

Herohero then tapped the log out button, only for his avatar to disappear in a blue light while letting out one last happy face emote.

<<Herohero has logged out.>>

Seeing this notification, Momonga knew he was now, all alone. Momonga was now, all alone. He then received a feeling of melancholy.

Several moments passed in silence while feeling this, but then his melancholy was suddenly interrupted by the voice of one of the admins, who was speaking to all of the remaining players that were pretty much non-existent by now. But Momonga wasn’t the last one left that was online. Little did he know that Nao’ and his family were all online, including Nao’s brothers.

Eve created placeholder accounts for them, and was able to modify all their appearances to match their current looks in real life, all but Nao, as he wanted his look to remain as his current player avatar.

But for some reason Momonga saw in this last year, Nao removed him from his friends list, so Momonga didn’t even know if any members of Rising Phoenix were even online right now. As far as he knew, he was the only one left. Nao wanted it like this so Momonga would be surprised seeing Nao and his family arrive in the New World along with him.

“Today is the last say Yggdrasil’s servers will be online, so why don’t you stay until tbe end?”, the admin’s voice said that interrupted Momonga’s melancholy.

After the admin said that, Momonga let out a long sigh.

“No, I’m glad that he even came today. “I hope we will meet again somewhere, huh?”. Just when and where would that be?”

Momonga then looked down at the table. A sudden burst of anger overcame him, csusing him to raise his right arm, forming a fist. He swung down hard onto the table, which received a red 0 over it.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! This is the Great Tomb of Nazarick that we all built together! How could we give it up so easily?”

Another moment passed before Momonga raised his head again.

“No, that’s not it.”, Momonga said. He then stood up from his chair. “No one betrayed me.”

Momonga walked over to the golden staff, before letting his eyes gaze upon it.

“The Guild Weapon. The Staff of Ainz Oowl Gown. We played recklessly to create it.”, Momonga said, raising his head.

“Some members used their paid vacation, while others even fought with their wives and family to make time to get the materials needed to create this.”

“But among our 41 members, 37 quit Yggdrasil. I was able to replace Peroroncino when he left to join Rising Phoenix, but I don’t even know how he is doing anymore. We couldn’t get those two siblings either. Rising Phoenix also seemed to fall off the face of the map…I wonder if they all moved on with their lives…”

“And even with the three that were left…”, Momonga continued to say. He then grabbed a hold of the staff, bringing it to him. A dark purple aura appeared on its tip, soon revealing three agonizing faces, but they appeared faceless, as if they were spirits locked inside the staff. But they vanished a moment later.

“Let us go. You’re a testament of our Guild.”, Momonga said with a firm tone. He then walked to the two heavy looking doors, and pushed them open. Along the way, he stated to himself the requirements of joining his Guild, one, being a Heteromorphic player, and two, be active in society.

“Everyone’s livelihood was at stake in this Guild.”, Momonga said, walking through the doors while shifting his body left to right. “Some of us even made their dreams come true. It can’t be helped they all chose real life in the end.”, Momonga said, concluding his thoughts.

After walking down some steps, he found himself in a hallway. An old white haired butler, followed by six beauties in maid dresses, could currently be seen bowing at him.

Opening his guild menu, Momonga located the npc list. He then looked at the white haired old man, who seemed that one of his eyes had a scar going right through its socket.

“Oh, so his name was Sebas…” Momonga said to himself. “As well as the Pleiades battle maids. We had you all guard the throne room, but no player ever made it that far.”, Momonga continued to say, relishing the past a bit.

“I should move you all one last time, for old’s time sake, as Guild Leader.”, he decided.

“Follow me.”,Momonga commanded Sebas and the maids. With Sebas in the lead, everyone followed Momonga as Momonga walked down the hallway.

“I’m sure the others would forgive me in doing whatever I want to do, just for today.”

The doors automatically opened in front of him. A grand hallway was revealed. The hallway of that of Nazarick’s throne room The center was illuminated by fancy blue chandeliers, which illuminated the floor blue.

As he approached the throne, he soon saw a devil-like figure wearing a red tuxedo, red dress pants, and black dress shoes. A long metallic centipede-like tail with spikes at its tip stretched outward from his body.

‘Demiurge…He must be here while the leader of the Floor Guardians is away. Last time I checked, the Leader was an Angel. How ironic since most of us are Undead or Evil aligned…I wonder if the person who created her had Metatron as an idol. Angels did reign supreme for a good while…’, Momonga said, thinking to himself.

He then looked back at the butler and the Pleiades.

“The next command was, ‘Stand by’, wasn’t it?”.

As he commanded so, they bowed, and walked off to the side, entering stand by mode.

Albedo was nowhere to be seen. It made sense after all, Albedo was an npc under Rising Phoenix now, not Ainz Oowl Gown. Despite that, Momonga still checked Demiurge’s settings, finding nothing wrong with him. He didn’t receive any urge to change Demiurge’s settings with the Staff of Ainz Oowl Gown.

Momonga then slid his setting window away, vanishing from sight. Momonga looked at the npcs altogether before giving his next command, flipping his skeletal hand downward.

This command was…”, Momonga started to say. “Bow down.”, he said, remembering it. He was finally sitting on the majestic throne chair as he said that.

The view changed again, shifting back to Momonga’s player screen, seeing many game icons. On the top right, it showed the time. It currently read as : 23 : 59 : 12. There wasn’t even a minute left until it struck midnight, the official time of the shut down.

Momonga couldn’t help but let out another melancholic sigh.

“A relic of the past…”, Momonga said to himself. He then began to say the nsmes of the other 40 Supreme Beings. But Tabula Smaragdina, Bukubukuchagama, nor Peroroncino were called, signifying they weren’t part of Ainz Oowl Gown. Despite that, Momonga felt accom

“That’s right. It was fun. It was really fun.”, Momonga said to himself, relishing on the past once more. The remaining time he took to say that and list out the names used up just zbout the rest of his time.

His view appeared again, showing as 23:59:45, only having fifteen seconds left.

“I have to wake up at 4am tomorrow.”, Momonga said as he watched the last fifteen seconds tick down. “I need to sleep right after the server shuts down, otherwise it will affect my job.”, Momonga lamented to himself.

As he did, the last six seconds struck the timer.

23:59:55…

23:59:56…

23:59:57…

23:59:58…

23:59:59…

24:00:00

It finally struck midnight on the Yggdrasil server. Momonga prepared himself for the game to f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y kick his avatar off the server. Except that didn’t happen. As he became bewildered, he soon saw the timer clock advance onward from midnight…

24:00:01…

24:00:02…

24:00:03…

The timer clock then vanished from his view, as did rest of the game screens. Momonga found himself standing right up from his chair, becoming shocked. The npcs started to react to his bewilderment, and started questioning him, acting on their own as if they were now completely human…

Meanwhile, a every similar scene was playing out back at the White Palace, albeit a bit more chaotic. This chaos came right after Yggdrasil shut down its server, when Nao and the girls found the npcs coming to life! Before they realized it, a spatial distortion appeared in Nao’s throne room, causing the npcs to brandish their weapons.

It didn’t take long for a silvery-beige haired beauty to pop out of this portal, screaming at the top of her lungs while she was thown around inside of it! (A/N : Remember the hint, this girl is from a cettain vrmmo anime, and she has really big b.o.o.b.s xD )

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A/N : Aht here!

Overlord season 1, link start!

It will switch back to Nao’s pov next!

Don’t forget to keep dropping those power stones and leave comments below!

Apologies if any spelling errors, posting from phone. Flying back home tomorrow (: