Gave Me Just

I looked at Ainz as the poor guy was getting even more confused about how this was all panning out. First and foremost, he was getting the front row seat of me fighting against my own experiment.

Second, we were tied. Well, as tied as we could be without me utilizing all of the abilities that I could call out for myself.

(Now then, continue the testing process.)

I called out to Climb as the kid went off and started raining attack on attack on attack on me. I blocked many, took many, and even dodged many. But this was surefire pressure that I instilled in the kid.

(AINZ! CAN YOU SEE IT MY FRIEND? CAN YOU SEE JUST HOW MUCH I COULD DO WITH THE TIME THAT YOU'VE GIVEN ME? THIS IS JUST ONE OF THEM. A PROTOTYPE! MORE AND BETTER ONES COULD BE MADE!

IT COULD BE SOMETHING SO MADDENING THAT IT COULD SHAKE THE VERY FOUNDATIONS OF THIS WORLD APART! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED FOR US! AN ADVENTURE THAT CAN LAST FOR AS LONG AS WE'D WANT IT!

THIS STORY THAT WE WILL WRITE! WILL LAST US FKR ETERNITY, SO LONG AS WE CHOOSE TO STAY IN IT! LET ME BEGIN IT! LET IT BE WRITTEN FOR AS LONG AS YOU'D WANT IT TO BE WRITTEN MY FRIEND!

THIS IS MY PLEA TO, NO, FOR YOU! LET IT HAPPEN!)

And as I kicked Climb away, I immediately signalled the Floor Guardians within the testing chambers to restrain the wannabe hero that I was trying to create, and they struggled with that alone.

(All that I ask of you my friend, is the chance to let this story to keep moving forward.)

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And then he said sorry, what did you want again?

And I said (KETCHUP!)

(What?)

(Oh sorry, I got into the moment a little too well. There were a lot more things that I expected out of this, but needless to say, it's a very good plan, don't you think my friend?)

Ainz just stared at me and Climb, who was finally completely incapacitated by the other Floor Guardians in the training grounds.

(.....Fine. But you need to make sure-)

(That we'll be safe if there's anything that goes wrong? By all accounts my friend. We'll head to the Dragon Empire/Kingdom lands and see all of this hullabaloo about monsters, and after that we kill an elf.)

(Fair. Very well my friend, you have full permission to continue this plan of yours. May the will of Ainz Ooal Gown work as well as you need it to be.)

I took a bow as I walked over to Climb.

(Memory wipe activation. Accept the code.)

Climb's body immediately went slack as his eyes had that dead fish look to them.

(Accepting code. Input:)

I begun my side of the code as Climb also said his response words.

(Delta)

(Maximoff)

(Mayday)

(Allfather)

(Cheese)

(Meatball)

(Destroy)

(Execute)

(Eviscerate)

(Annihilate)

(Prolongation)

(Code accepted. Beginning full memory wipe. Insert memory sequence or scenario to allow formulation.)

(Scenario A-7-2057-Zeta. Apply the scenario, and adjust file 74 with file 95 from Scenario D-9-1723-Golf. Good luck soldier.)

Climb immediately closed his eyes as I looked at the women that I was going to have sent alongside him.

(Mekhaine, what's tha-)

(That was the scenario where Climb "escapes" from our clutches and begins his travels across the world as a "hero", not remembering who Renner was. We will be inserting the girls that are in the next room in all of the necessary script points for him to achieve.)

I had Demiurge show Ainz the full display of what the girls were doing.

(They have been implanted with all of the necessary pleasure implants that have been tuned to only activate when performing coital activities with the experiment. Their purpose is to be his enrichment and limiters.

They have their own activation codes and are more than willing to be in bed with this man. He will become a hero, whether he likes it or not.

I simply ensured that the pleasure matrices that were implanted into him worked on all of these girls. They only feel true happiness with each other. That's the one gift that I would gift him.

That, and the artificial wombs that the girls are harboring, so that once the "threat" is over, and Climb is no more, their storage tanks for all of sperm that Climb inseminated into them would immediately be used to make a fresh "hero".

That's how I intended to perpetuate all of this. And in the occasion that incestuous acts would occur, I've ensured that there would be little to no true defects to their bloodlines.

I've had to synthesize the correct DNA structures just to make all of this have some degree of sense to it Ainz.

All of this, this is how we'll make it work out.)

Ainz was just gobsmacked at all of the planning that I placed into all of this. The poor man couldn't even begin to formulate words that could help him describe his shock.

(Mekhaine. How?)

(Time, is a very good thing that you could give to someone that's a robot in all but name.)

(This is, just insane! It's amazing.)

(Thank you my friend.)

(Fine. Let's get all of this handled first, I want to make sure that we have a good grip on this world first before any of this goes bad. But how would you control Climb's descendants if that were the case, my friend?)

(After Climb "passes", which means he won't actually die, I'll be applying a different matrix and learning system that allows their offspring to be familiar with all of the necessary activation codes and lines. They will be naturally fabricated heroes from the getgo.

No issues for as long as the matrix is upkept. And they'll just be strong enough to fight against the weakest of the Floor Guardians. It's perfected utopia. Humanity and most creatures want to strive to live. To have a goal.

Killing us after we've essentially controlled the entire world? That's completely counting towards it all. Or at the very least thinking that they've actually killed us all.)

Ainz didn't really know what to think about my plan. But he already agreed to it, and I went off to oversee the other women that we intended to plant in some of the more dilapidated towns and areas for him to find them at.

There isn't a whole lot of stuff that I could say about this. Well, aside from....

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/Renner POV/

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(This is going to be horrible.)

That's all that I could say about this. the Eight Fingers are gone now, for some reason, so that leaves me without some good scapegoats.

{And Ainz Ooal Gown.}

I couldn't help but grit my teeth at the sheer strength that arose from who knows where?

Monsters as gods? It was possible, considering that powe ris power, but the idea that there existed a group of monsters that were so powerful that they even wiped out the Slane Theocracy.

(All of that news about the destruction of the nation, and to think that we were struggling against them all that time ago.)

My words were left in the air as I couldn't help but remember that I was alone. Alone without the one that made everything worth it.

{Climb.}

I felt like crying, until I touched my womb and smiled a little bit.

(Don't worry Climb. This love of ours? It'll transcend time itself. You'll always be with me. Isn't that right sweetie?)

The servant of Ainz Ooal Gown that was placed instead of Climb was always listening, always knowing, and always there, telling it's masters what was happening with me, I am more than certain of that.

{Nothing will stop that love of yours for me, right Climb? After all, I gave you my final night. You'll come back to me no matter what.}

I hummed to myself as I listened to the disrespect of the nobles that were currently outside, causing another ruckus.

They wasted themselves with alcohol, saying that the end times were approaching, and that they wanted to party to death rather than be slaughtered by the hands of the "deities" that had descended.

I suppose it wasn't incorrect to call of them as deities. After all, they were capable of the greatest tragedies, and the most merciful blessings.

I looked at them, thinking about how nice it would have been if my foolish father had gotten rid of all of them, and yet I know that he was never that capable.

Oh King Ramposa, how much of a buffoon were you when it came to all of this. Always speaking on behalf of everyone that fell under your domain and name, and yet never truly realizing that they themselves were causing the sins of the kingdom, the very same sins that stain and pain these lands.

How foolish of you my father. How foolish you turned out to be in your twilight years.