Overlord: My Reign as Ainz

It has been almost a year since I arrived in the New World. 

As an atheist, I didn't expect to reincarnate, let alone in an anime, but that's how things are. I couldn't remember the last time I went to church, but I ended up reincarnated in one of my favorite isekais.

That's right, I was in the world of *Overlord*. I was a huge fan of that anime, to the point where I had memorized several of Ainz's dialogues, his spells, his items, the Dragon Lords, and their timeline in the New World. Today, I thank God for that, as it has allowed me to adapt and get to where I am now.

Currently, I had just finished saving the dwarves from arc 11.

"Ainz-sama, you looked fabulous killing that arrogant dragon. So sexy," Shalltear sighed with lovestruck eyes.

"Ahem, thank you, Shalltear," I said. In this timeline, I decided to kill her just like in the canon, to earn (even more) the respect of the Guardians.

But I chose to follow the anime route for two reasons: to allow Shalltear to grow and to test if I could defeat her with my knowledge of the anime.

The result was satisfying—I managed to defeat her.

This, just like in the canon, caused Shalltear to lose all self-esteem and seek my approval, making her more cautious.

"You also did a good job," I said, patting the loli, much to Aura's envy.

"Ah, Ainz-sama, I…" Shalltear looked at me with a perverted smile.

"Ahem, let's move on."

We continued toward Hejinmal—Aura, Gondo, Shalltear, and I—heading to our destination.

The current home of the dwarves.

"Ainz-sama, I have a question. Why did you spare so many Quagoa?" Aura asked in a childish but cute tone.

"Hmm, at first I thought about killing them until only 4,000 males, 4,000 females, and 2,000 children remained, but in the end, I decided to kill only half of them," I said, much to the fear of the Frost Dragon and the dwarf.

Aura didn't want to ask more, but Gondo, despite his fear, managed to ask me the question.

"If I may, Your Majesty, why did you spare them?"

After dodging the question, Gondo insisted. It made sense—as a dwarf, he was a staunch enemy of the Quagoa.

"I will relocate them far from these mountains. Their mining skills are useful for the development of my nation. The survivors will be annexed."

I continued, "I will leave them in the Abelion Hills, next to the Slane Theocracy. Let's say I'll make the mountains belong to the Quagoa, displacing the other races that live in caves if they refuse to cooperate. Their mission will be to gather minerals like lithium, copper, nickel, zinc, graphite, cobalt, etc. Then, I'll have my new runic blacksmiths experiment with those metals to create inventions." I looked at Gondo. "In short, they will be extractors and discoverers of raw materials for us. Does that satisfy your curiosity?"

"Y-yes," the nervous dwarf stammered.

"Be happy. As the representative of the dwarves, you are part of the Sorcerer Kingdom. Let me know if you have any issues with how I manage the dwarves. As an undead, there may be things I've forgotten," I said to ease the tension.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will inform you in that case."

"Good," I replied simply. "Now that your doubts have been answered, we must go to the dwarven capital to meet with the dwarven leaders. Shalltear, prepare a portal for the Quagoa."

We went to the dwarven capital and received grateful looks from the leaders, except for one who was missing—the craftsman chief, who had fled with the iron ingot, just as it happened in the light novel.

Otherwise, everything went smoothly. They apologized for the stolen ingot and thanked me for reclaiming the dwarven capital.

After finishing the mission, I went to Nazarick, greeted by several NPCs. I ordered them to continue their work while I went to my quarters to rest.

Smooth sailing, just like in the canon.

What now?

Almost a year had passed, and I had barely changed the story except for sparing some characters I liked and improving the Sorcerer Kingdom. Everything happened as in the original story: rescuing Carne Village, Momon, saving Nferia, Jaldabaoth's attack on Re-Estize's capital, the conquest of E-Rantel, my visit to the Baharuth Empire, and now, my aid to the dwarves.

All these major events occurred exactly as in the anime.

I know this was uncreative of me, but knowing the Supreme Being's luck, who thinks 100,000 years ahead of everyone, why would I change anything?

Although there was one point where my conscience, even as an undead, told me to stop.

And that's volumes 12 to 14.

The extermination of the Holy Kingdom and the genocide of Re-Estize were entertaining to read, but now that I'm the one responsible, in my opinion, it's too much—too much senseless death, as Zanack said. There must be other ways for someone with my power.

Though, it was concerning. I understood Ainz—he only cared about Nazarick, and his undead senses dulled any other feelings.

That's happening to me now.

I suspect my undead state enhances my intelligence but consumes my emotions. 

What should I do? Should I wish to become human again?

NO, a human wouldn't fit in Nazarick, but a divine human, two and a half meters tall…

Decided, I grabbed a pencil and paper and drew the form I had planned in my head. I had practiced drawing for years, so I completed the task with relative ease, sketching my character from all angles.

Then, I pulled out *Wish Upon a Star* from my inventory and made my wish.

The new body was inspired by Chaplain from *Warhammer 40k* (a Space Marine), and my face behind the mask was Vyke from *Elden Ring*.

"I wish for a skin change. I want this form as my new body."

And then I began to glow, hearing a voice in the background.

"Wish granted."

Appearance image:

Face:

I touched my new face, testing the new sensations—eyebrows, nose, lips, etc.

I looked in the mirror.

As I had specified in the drawing, I was quite handsome.

Everything was going well until I realized I had made a mistake—I had asked for a skin change, not a race change! I still had the emotional suppressor! That's why I didn't feel happiness upon changing my appearance and regaining… well, you know.

Quickly, I pulled out another *Wish Upon a Star*, leaving me with two wishes.

"I wish to replace emotional suppression with another ability."

Again, I heard a voice. "Wish granted."

Finally, I felt a sense of completeness. I was ecstatic—for the first time in a long time, I felt true happiness and the tension of being alive.

My emotions were no longer suppressed, and I felt it—the fatigue from everything I had done so far, pride in having fulfilled my role as a Supreme Being just like in the anime, and affection toward the Guardians.

I continued admiring my new form until I heard a knock at the door.

"My beloved Ainz-sama, it's me," said a sensual voice.

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