1 New World

A round table carved from gleaming white stone stood in the center of the room, surrounded by 41 luxurious chairs.

However, most of these places were empty.

One of these places was occupied by a creature, just a mass of black, sticky substance — it was Hero-Hero.

The creature sitting on the other seat wasn't human either, it was wearing a gorgeous black mage robe with purple and gold stripes. The naked head of this creature was a bare skull. There were dark red dots in its large eye sockets — Momonga, the guild master of the Ainz Ooal Gown Guild.

«….Yeah, how much water has flowed since we last met, Momonga?"

"Honestly?.. I didn't even expect you to come, Hero-Hero… It's been 2 years since I've seen you," Momonga replied with a mental sigh.

"I've been working so hard in the last few days that I forgot to keep track of time."

The two men spoke in adult male voices, their avatars showing no emotion.

"It doesn't sound very encouraging. Are you all right?"

"All right? I'm... completely out of breath, I feel overwhelmed."

«….I understand, you just get better"

"I wish I could stay with you until the end, Momonga, but I'm just going to fall asleep right now."

"Ah... well, you really sound very tired, then you should still log out and go rest."

"I'm glad I was able to meet you before the server closed... it was fun Momonga. Good night, and see you later."

< Hero-Hero has left the game>.

Looking at the system alert in front of him, Momonga couldn't help but sigh. As a guild master, he decided to stay until the end, even though he knew that tomorrow would be a difficult day.

Before Momonga could get up from his seat, another guild member, Mailena, teleported over.

"How are you, Momonga? Hero-Hero has already exited the game ... it's a pity, I would like to say goodbye to him," the man called Meilena said sadly, his masculine, though rather soft voice contrasting strongly with the appearance of his avatar.

Looking at Meilen's female avatar, Momonga couldn't help but notice that he looked handsome. Meilena is a woman, about 20 years old, 1.85 m tall, with a small, medium-sized bust and a not too large butt. Her long hair was dark orange, the same color as her ring-shaped eyes, and her clothing was a black dress with a heart-shaped cutout between her breasts. On each finger on her hands were rings that had magical effects.

As Momonga later learned from his friends — his avatar was designed by some major game designer.

"Thank you for your concern, Meilena-san, I'm sorry you couldn't see him."

"So, Momonga-san, it looks like we're the last… Did anyone else come here besides Hero-Hero?"

"No, he was the only one who responded to my invitation, not counting you of course."

"...So what's next, Momonga? Perhaps we should head to the throne room and meet the server closures there? It will be quite symbolic, at the same time you can take a squad of NPCs to accompany you, they will create an atmosphere."

Momonga thought about it a bit and agreed, it didn't really matter anyway. The guild master took the guild staff and together they went to the throne room.

As Momonga made his way through the corridors of the tomb, he thought about the time when the guild was in its prime.

What they had to go through to collect the guild staff, which he had never used in battle before. Or the biggest raid on the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

He was just an ordinary employee who had no family or friends in real life.

But, in the game, he was the Lord of Death, the Ultimate Undead, and his friend who walked beside him was the Developer, the Goddess of Darkness and Balance.

Momonga made a lot of good friends in the game. More than he'd gained in his entire real life.

After taking the stairs, they reached the tenth level of Nazarick.

Originally, when they conquered Nazarick, there were only 6 floors, but with a little effort and Meilen's help, they expanded it to 14 floors.

The last room in front of the throne room was the reception area.

Upon entering the room, the butler Sebas was standing there, with the Pleiades standing behind him.

Momonga ordered the NPCs to follow him and continued on his way.

Eventually, the group arrived at the entrance to the huge hall where the statues of the 72 Pillars of Solomon were located.

When they arrived at the massive double door, Momonga touched it, and the huge doors of the gate parted with a noticeable effort and a loud sound, revealing a view of the majestic hall.

There was a giant throne in the center of the room, and next to it, they saw a female NPC.

She was beautiful, as a Tabula-created succubus should be. Her name was Albedo.

Momonga walked over to the throne and sat on it, Meilena standing on his left side.

While there was still time, Momonga, out of curiosity or just to distract himself from the oppressive silence, decided to look at the Albedo settings through a special console.

A huge amount of text appeared in front of him, so large that even a simple swipe takes quite a long time. (Tabula loved contradictions, and this love left its mark on his work) - Momonga thought, diagonally scanning the biography of the head of the guardians.

After a while, Momonga reached the end of the text, and what he saw made him exclaim.

"She's also a whore."

"Hmm, I see, though, aren't succubi supposed to be like this?"

"I don't know," Momonga said, and fell silent.

Maylena decided to continue the conversation.

"Well, if you're so confused about this situation, can you tweak it a little? Anyway, the server will close soon and this place will cease to exist, and so you will have a girlfriend somewhere~ " - with irony and a bit of mischief, his friend said.

Momonga was a little taken aback, he knows what kind of personality his friend has. Usually, when communicating with others, he may seem cold and distant, but inside the guild there is a hint of playfulness, he likes to put others in an uncomfortable position.

He decided to do what his friend advised him to do. He erased the previous inscription and wrote instead:

— She's in love with Momonga.

He covered his face with his hand, burning with shame. Momonga felt extremely stupid, like a teenager who was caught doing something shameful.

Although he was going to correct what he wrote, but later decided to just give up on it all. As I said — it will all be gone in a couple of minutes anyway.

"Kneel down," he ordered the NPCs who were standing listlessly near the throne.

The NPCs obeyed the in-game scripts and knelt before their masters.

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"It was fun, I hope we can meet again and play something else, all together."

"Yes, Momonga, I hope to see you again."

(From The 1st Person) Mailen.

(New world, wait for us, because you are already ours)