Overlord And The Blue Citadel 6 『World Atlas』
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He was the only one who remained here, for this was his quiet place. Now, it had become his home and they were now in extension some form of his family he couldn't recognize. His eyes wandered over Lucifael, his creation, a being he written in as a character who saw itself as his daughter.
Now with these beings being given life by this freakish incident of being sent into another world, he was no longer alone. How could he suffer if he had so many to lead?
Fenrir had taken on the role of a G.o.d, how should he take this...? A small chuckle escaped his lips as his thoughts roamed. He had made YGGDRASIL sound as a realm that belonged to the G.o.ds, G.o.ds in which warred with one another time and time again.
As the Guardians parted like the red sea the moment he took a step forward, it was quite the sight to see. There was no way to deny the fact that all of his Guild's creations were alive. There was no room for doubt there. They had voices that he could hear, scents that he could taste, they had emotions he could see.
Their high caliber quality of existence could be seen through their very eyes.
Fenrir continued forward he moved in haste toward the throne that oversaw the Amphitheater grounds. His hand still fixed on his Neia's neck, he wore a faint smile across his lips as he could hear his Guardians formed up behind them.
His eyes rested to the peripherals, looking to Neia, his Squire. She seemed to be keeping close to his side, but at the same time appeared comfortable? He couldn't quite tell as she then turned her gaze up towards, locking their sights together for a short time before his gaze went forward again.
Just as they were about to reach the edge of the arena floor, he used 『Teleport』to bring himself and the young girl beside him to the throne above them.
"Whoa!" Her wild eyes darted around, looking over herself and to her hands as she s.h.i.+fted in place. Neia had never been teleported from one point to another before. It was clear she was disoriented by this, maybe even a little uncomfortable, but at the same time there was excitement in her eyes.
With their attention moving forward, Fenrir grinned seeing his throne.
Standing before him was a potently dark throne made of mysterious materials, lined in silver trim with gilded armrests and majestic blue cus.h.i.+ons. On the right arm of the chair was a jeweled golden chalice, filled with water. On the left of the throne, however, was a wide circular surface that displayed a miniature construct of the current surroundings. People moving, carriages being drawn, monsters moving in the forests. Everything was so clear but so small, a perfect interactive map that allowed someone to look at part of the world.
It reached far into the ocean in one direction, revealing a fleet of maritime s.h.i.+ps of the Roble Holy Kingdom, and reached all the way over to a City known as E-Rantel far off in the Re-Estize Kingdom.
Neia just stared at the map. It was white as sheet snow in a winter wonderland, or perhaps even plain marble. Its magnificence was found within its extensive details and miniature moving pieces.
To Fenrir, this was more than enough proof that they were no longer in YGGDRASIL, concreting the facts even more than before. He licked his lips slightly, having already accepted this.
If they were still within YGGDRASIL, he would've seen the tower surrounded by the realm of Niflheim. Yet instead of seeing that, it was the New World as described by the Squire.
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In a way, even though he had no more hope that this world had been in the game, it still hurt the fact that the woman he loved was no longer within the same realm of existence.
His eyes then s.h.i.+fted back on over to the Chalice before he twisted around on his heel and sat on the throne. Having kept his hand on his squire's neck, he pulled her along with him, directly into his lap.
Neia flailed her arms and legs at this, as it happened too fast for her to protest properly. "Fenrir-sama?" Shocked, nearly stammering over her words, by the fact he had pulled her onto his lap. "Th-this is inappropriate, I'm not even on the same plane as you, I couldn't possibly take up your lap! Why have you placed me here upon you like a seat? Isn't it degrading to hold a mortal so close?" She appeared to be fidgety, uncomfortable, and above all confused. "are you intending to spoil me? You can't. It wouldn't be right, even if I am to be the first of this world to stand beside you!"
Lemonbite who was nestled in Neia's short blonde hair laid upon the girl's head as if lounging, amused by the current situation. "Wolves do tend to graze upon their sheep, I suppose you should be grateful that Fenrir-sama hasn't devoured you~."
Neia froze for a moment as she heard the fairy speak from on top of her head. The voice was cute and high in pitch, making her think of a little child, yet the words themselves sounded frightening.
It sounded like a wolf stalking sheep, livestock, and then devouring it should it leave their grazing grounds or separate from the rest of the herd. Or in this case, perhaps he ate his own following?
No, the words she couldn't take literally. If he wanted to devour her, he wouldn't have shared so much. If he wanted to eat her, he would've done it already. He wouldn't have given her the magic bow or even spared her.
That was when Neia's mind went blank, feeling his hand move from her shoulder slowly wrap itself around her lower torso.
Fenrir grinned as he pulled her closer, letting his Squire rest the back of her head against his chest. "You are my squire, so you are thereby an extension of my will, are you not?"
He was entirely amused by the fact that she had since become stiff within his grasp. Was it fear? Had he been moving too fast? It didn't matter, she could deny him all she wanted, but she didn't have the strength to resist him.
"Y-yes it is," Neia acknowledged hesitantly as she then looked up to him.
Those thoughts that were hidden within those feral eyes of hers, they could be seen as she tried to scan over each of his own two-tone colored eyes. "Under me, you will become so much more than you are now."
Reaching over to the Chalice, which in reality was the Holy Grail, he stared at the object as he brought it in front of her. "This is the Holy Grail, an item of immense power and ritual purity. Should you drink from it, thereby immersing your blood, you will have committed mikva."
Mikva was a Jewish tradition, similar to baptism, that involves ritual immersion to achieve ritual purity. This particular tradition was also used to convert others to Judaism, however, Fenrir has merely stolen its name for a similar function.
Inscribed with the lore to give the one who drank it eternal youth and sustenance in infinite abundance, though otherwise used to heal and resurrect those it is used upon.
Though he wasn't entirely aware of how much lore of items now affected the new world, or the effects it bestowed upon others, he wished for her to drink from it as some form of ritual cleansing.
Fenrir was supposed to be a G.o.d, and she was supposed to be his first Chosen, his squire.
He watched as her head nodded as if she understood the words he was sharing with her. As if she knew what he was saying, what he intended for her, and what it all meant laid out.
The Grail was one of eight World-Cla.s.s Items secretly acquired by Fenrir during his time in YGGDRASIL, including the World Atlas beside the Throne.
The very first World-Cla.s.s Item he acquired on his own, the one he had obtained after leaving the Ainz Ooal Gown, was the Pelt of Fenrir the G.o.d-Killer. The pelt came in the form of his white furred tattered blue cloak. It was an item he had since been often using as an accessory.
It was a defensive World Item which gave him a nearly impenetrable defense from the rear, forcing adversaries to stand in front of him during their attacks. It also buffed the strength, dexterity, and agility of its wearer.
One such world item being the Crown of Paracelsus, a world item capable of bestowing the levels and knowledge of a Master Alchemist, ultimately ignoring the user's job and racial cla.s.s level cap. This item, in particular, rested on the pile of now real treasure behind the throne itself. It was a dark ochre and grotesque crown with rounded red ruby-like jewels encrusted into it, which were in actuality Philosophers stones. An additional function of this item allows the user to trans.m.u.te regular minerals into Prismatic Ores.
On the opposite hand from the one which housed the Guild ring, was another ring. The ring was dark alabaster grey in color and visibly robust, with a Star of David depicted upon it like that of a signet ring.
This particular world item was known as the Seal of Solomon. With its lore following the myths of the ring, it allowed the user to be capable of controlling demons, by extension devils. It also bestowed the ability to talk with animals among other otherwise unnatural things.
Gained from group effort was the Nightmare Circlet of Hel, an item in which his Guild was gifted by the developers for conquering the dungeon for the first time on the first try. Not only did it protect the mind from mental interference such as confusion and fear, but it also allowed the user to summon or control armies of Frost Draugr regardless of their necromancy build proficiency. This item was currently in the possession of Gravelyn, the First Floor Guardian.
Another world-cla.s.s item was identified as the Fleece of Karma, a World Item which effectively voids the consequences of one's actions that would sequentially change the user's Karma value. Much like the Pelt of Fenrir, it was also a powerful mantle that could be used for pure defense and karma adjusting spells from hostile attackers.
One of the last items that had been within the Blue Citadel's grasp was Ouroboros, an item that granted a wish directed at the game company that owned YGGDRASIL. Fenrir had ultimately used this wish-granting item to unlock his level cap in order to learn new cla.s.ses and gain more levels.
World Items were rare and as such, many guilds kept it a secret that they even possessed them. His guild was no different. Though they still had plenty less than the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
So as Fenrir was bringing the Holy Grail in close to Neia, he lifted a brow as she gradually raised her hands to grasp the gilded vessel. He could hear her heartbeat quickening as she stopped questioning him. Excitement, filled his eyes as he watched her every move, her every labored breath. Just from looking at her he could see she was taken back by the supposedly holy relic, something that only existed as myth and legends on Earth.
Patience and self-interest are what kept him from forcing the girl to drink down the hallowed water. He completely believed she would do it on her own, without being hastened.
Once it was entirely within her hands, in her control, she stared down into the water which seemed to mystically glisten for her and her alone. Her fingers curled against the glided surface of the item, leaning back into Fenrir's torso as she did so.
He could tell she was thinking, pondering and yet he could see the belief that s.h.i.+ned in her eyes. Tilting her head back slightly she brought the chalice to her lips and poured the water into her mouth.
It tasted just like water, nothing special. Yet as she consumed the water, swallowed it down, a tingling sensation ran through her. Any fatigue or pain was gone, she no longer felt hungry or even thirsty. It was as if she had been delivered nutrients for an entire day.
Not only that but she felt a flood of positive emotion wash through her mind, she couldn't help but wear a smile, she didn't feel the need to smile. It felt almost perfectly natural.
Resting the empty cup down unto her lap, she stared at it before looking to her hands. Opening and closing them, they appeared to have softened. She moved those very hands up to her hair, finding that the strands had been brighter, full of life and clear of any split ends.
"What... Kind of magic is this?" She was aware of the Holy Queen's magic used for beauty treatments but never had she heard of something that could do this much at once.
"The Grail is a powerful tool, capable of many miracles, healing being one of them." Fenris moved the grail back to the arm of the chair, before lightly brus.h.i.+ng the back of his left hand across her cheek. "Eternal Youth, happiness and great sustenance... Perhaps even Resurrection."
Her eyes widened briefly at this at the information, "You've created such an item?"
"It took over Thirty G.o.ds to create such a thing," Fenris told a white lie, as it had been dropped by a World Enemy that fought over thirty, level one hundred, players.
Neia stared at the item as it was refilling itself slowly with water once again. "You are not going to have everyone commit mikva, are you?" It didn't sound realistic to make his entire flock immortal. She was having a hard time bending her head around the reason why he had her do this.
It was a gift, and a curse, she had never expected. Despite the fact that she remained felicitous and filled with delight, due to the effects of the Grail, she was still confused.
"Now from this Grail, no my girl, but from another hallowed vessel... One far less powerful..." His fingers moved beneath her chin, feeling the soft skin just above her larynx under her jaw.
Lemonbite s.h.i.+fted on Neia's head as he was speaking, sitting cross-legged as her wings playfully fluttered. "So he wishes to keep the lamb, or is she a lucky rabbit I wonder. Hm," wiggling her bare feet, she looked down at the silky blonde hair that donned Neia's head.
Neia s.h.i.+vered hearing her being compared to a lamb or a rabbit, both of which were often victims of a wolf, similar to that of a sheep she had been referred to as before. "Please don't make it sound as if Fenrir-sama is going to eat me, Lemonbite-dono, it leaves a sour taste in my mouth."
"Did... You just..."
"Ignore it Lemonbite," Fenrir chuckled as the fairy suddenly became angry, her eyes sharp. "You were the one teasing her first, let her get a shot at you."
"Uh..." Neia groaned slightly as she leaned to the side, the forced happiness fading shortly after. However, it seemed the other enchantments remained in effect, making her a level one immortal.
"Now," Fenrir uttered as he then let his forearm rest across her tight black leather pants, he toyed lightly with the rims of her boot. "Before we bless your people with my existence, you will have to become stronger. Even if you're immortal, you can be easily slain like any other human being. While I can resurrect you, it will be much more laborious to do so if there is no corporeal body."
She was aware that he wanted to make her stronger, but this had become an unexpected twist.
"Should you travel outside of the Citadel without me, Lemonbite will act as your guardian, and keep you safe from harm to ensure your well-being will never be at risk," Fenrir informed the girl of this and the Fairy Queen of her new duty at the same time.
"Awe!" Lemonbite fussed, crossing her arms with an obnoxious pout of playfully sarcastic protest, though nonetheless, she would follow through with his wishes. "As you wish Fenrir-sama..."
"Good my pint-sized angel," Fenrir grinned down at the fairy, who in turn smiled at him in return.
"What did you just call me!?" Lemonbite immediately fumed.
"I called you an angel," Fenrir grinned wider at this.
"Fenrir-sama, please don't anger her while she is on my head, she might get tangled in my hair!" Neia panicked slightly as she could feel the Fairy Queen moving about on her scalp.
"I'll try not to," Mused he would lightly straighten out her tunic as she remained seated upon his lap. It was clear she wasn't going to move since he had placed her there, likely trying to avoid disrespecting a proclaimed G.o.d such as himself.
Letting out a sigh of contentment, Neia reclined the back of her head against his chest, her eyes appearing to be glaring at his hand which was across her lap.
Lucifael and the other angels hovered on up to the Throne, before perching themselves upon the ledge overlooking the board below. "Oh? I guess you weren't wrong, Nidrennyius... Stupid Ophan," Uttered the fallen angel under her breath, her arms crossed in annoyance.
"What was that just now?" Fenrir pursed his lips teasingly as he rested his eyes on the three high standing Angels that were now before him.
"Oh, nothing, Father. The idiot Ophan simply cannot keep his observations to himself, as I am sure you know. Hmph..." She turned her head and closed one eye, resting the remaining on her 'father' in which created her.
"Hm... Yes, the G.o.d that created him did indeed have a habit of doing the very same thing... I do have to say though, he was really good at making puzzles out of the ordinary. Considering the Twilight Floor." Fenrir's eyes s.h.i.+fted over the Ophan for a few seconds as he chuckled aloud, enjoying the presence of others.
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