Exploring Orario

Memories came back to him whilst in the carriage during his journey, of his previous life though not about how he met his end, about his friends and a few odd journeys they experienced together but a good chunk of it was still blank and finally an image of a being that he cannot remember but also cannot forget.

In his dreams, the shadowy apparitions went their ways each looking at him whilst passing before him. Longing swept his heart as cold whispers unraveled within his ears. The buzzing sound trembled in his mind, crossing out the phantom images jumbling over his head. The more he thought about his time, moments in his past started twisting into an malformed entity of death. However, such a being which shivers even the heart of the purest and the brave held no fear within his own.

He eyes, the malformed existence teetered to reality through his own feeble life. He knew not of being as an existence of fear like countless millions, billions others had, it knew of the gaze of it other self and the moral dilemma it was having and so the being known to be amalgamation of death fueled through depravity and a fine source of all things ammonal smiled before. To other shadowy apparitions this smile, was as if the devil's blade on their throat however, for this one, this one who once was a vessel known as Suzuki Satoru and once was the entity before him, that smile felt comforting as if answer the longings held deep within his soul and so he marched unknown to all consequences, unknown to his disintegrating self, unknown to apparition screams of fear, until he became one with "death".

His eyes slowly opened from the endless slumber, no longer was he the entity, revolving under the will of the world, but someone unchained. Bound through his own will, however, it remains to be seen on how long the entity beyond reality will permit his transgressions.

['Synchronization': '15%']

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Waking up, Ainz decided today to explore the city.

The past few days, with Bell was hectic, as the boy went through Familia after Famila until finally some god decided to take him in. Bell insisted he follow him seeing his injuries resulted from testing his healing factor, which he sincerely refused. At this point, Ainz isn't sure if he wants to be chained to a certain god.

Roaming around, now, there was a need of information that his current person was lacking severely. This city while having decent protection was in no way perfectly safe, like in his original world where the government monitored every individual's through their neuro plants. Destroying every way of revolt from occurring however still rebels from time to time overcame these restrictions and went against the tyrannical rule. By controlling the source of information, the government came out as a benevolent ruler in front but in the shadows the value of human life in the ruling elites eyes were less than a rock, forcing the neuro plants in the first place towards the common people to ripe heavy profits. Some of the member of his guild, ended up disappearing after getting caught in this web of politics. The more he thought about their end, the more depressed he got.

'The past is the past that won't change no matter what'

Shaking his head firmly, Ainz finally decided on his course of action and made his way towards a drunkard sleeping in an alley.

Putting his hands on the person's head he muttered, 'Control Amnesia'.

Information went through his mind. The pitiful man whose only fault lay on being at the wrong place at the wrong time felt an invasive pull within his mind. Unable to even formulate any rational counteractions gave in to the bliss felt within. Information slowly filled Ainz's mind, from god's that roam these lands laying death to anyone opposing them to their falna, a symbol placed within man to ensure their eternal servitude. Other information too were passed on about important gods controlling the will of Orario.

'OURANOS, god of the starry Heavens, HEPHAESTUS, god of blacksmithing, the trickster LOKI, ruling over the strongest Familia' to name a few.

The man unknown, unfortunate to have its mind read unwillingly was in the end, an ex-adventurer ending up in the streets after the expulsion of its god. A pity.

'So, A human can gain power by being blessed by a god' This sparked a new hope in his heart, a hope to obtain new power even beyond the current one he possess. While human, he was still able to utilize his overlord ability 'Silent Magic: Death' during the battle with the dastardly bear proving that his overlord abilities are still accessible but incomplete. However, while the prospect of gaining strength of this world made him giddy, but the thought of being branded by a god left him with a bitter after taste.

'I will probably, deal with these thoughts later' and so he slowly left the alley on to the streets, making his way to continue his exploration.

It was currently night, the streets bustling with activities. People of various races from elves to humans, mingling with the another.

In market corners, gods too like humans were busy selling their merchandise. In the beginning, seeing such divine aura showed off publicly without fear of an attack, made him think if gods of this world had some wrong nuts and bolts in their what he presumes in their head.

But again, Ainz didn't question their actions or told them, that even a mugger wouldn't loot a dime seeing their pathetic display.

'Special Offer! Special Offer! Selling swords for special Offer!'

'Buy these enchanted bows, same will sell 10,000 valis more at the tower'

Gods, too were selling discounted products competing with mixed species vendors. Seeing such display made him hold his head in shame.

Though the believe of god in his heart was fickle noting them as imagination of mad and insane. But at least, in his imagination they weren't this pathetic to go around begging customers like such.

Holding his head as if in deep pain, the overlord that laid siege on opponents, shocking enemies with fear(be they in PVP), wetting damsels with his glorious loot(none should look down the amassed world items they stole-I mean discover), now, held his head in shame. Not wanting to be associated with these weirdo gods who could have lived their lives wonderfully in tenkai but wanted to experience labor, to fuel their ever increasing masochism, he hurried his steps to get away from this place.

'Master, please buy this potion of health nya.'

A scream was heard, thinking as it addressed someone else, it was his time to leave. However, fate wasn't kind too him on this day.

The girl quickly jumped with inhumane speed towards him specifically blowing away the hood covering his face.

'Oya? Master, please buy this potion and let me have you-I mean have me a discount nya' said the girl while getting awfully close to his personal space. He noticed slight red hue on her cheeks.

This world set in middle ages, littered with tribes holding entities of various origin, to this transmigrator such concepts of different species other than humans brought forth grave interest in itself. Even in the life, of an once overlord, this one stayed true to its desire till the very end. However, pushing his mind away from an once nostalgia of a fallen overlord, he came to access the situation currently evolving in front of him.

The girl was ordinary in his eyes moments earlier, now allured a speck of interest through sheer display of physical ability. Seeing such display of moves made him know instantly the women before him was an adventurer and probably a high ranking one.

'Potion of Health? How effective is it?' His mind slowly rolling back towards the age of Yggdrasil, where his previous self found his imminent escape from the daily monotonous colorless life. In Yggdrasil, due to his undead race, potions had little to no need for his survival but because of clearing the treasury which also had items of his friends, currently an oceans worth of health potion was laying on his inventory idly, so he thought to compare and see if the potions of this world was better than his.

Also, Seeing no way, to get out of the confrontation with such high level adventurers who stood above the common rabble, Ainz decided to engage the women, beast kin in words.

"How much for the potion? Miss" he spoke trying to make his voice grave as possible but only to end up with voice as enchanting as if a siren.

But while Ainz himself could not see himself in the mirror, the addition of his godly beautiful face, and enchanting voice without the hood forced the attention of the market on him.

Women watching him lustfully, while men watched him with envy while some looked with desire.

While Ainz didn't notice or care about the stare of women, thinking of his exotic features but the stares of lustful men chilled his heart. After all, in his old world, the rich sometimes collected little boys and dismembered them to later have their way with them.

Normally, as a salaryman who lived a harsh life, his older mentality would help him stay calm in such situations however, his current body is overpowering his older mental state.

['Synchronization': '18%']

Feeling embarrassed of the stares, Ainz ran away from the market place. However, not all adventurers are known to be kind-hearted, corrupted by the insanity, they gazed within the deepest pits of dungeon. Their reigns held once at the gaze of the gods, similar in their absence they were the same beasts akin to ones of his old world abusing their powers to control everything and so not even a speck of favorable emotion was held in his mind.

'This seems to be a good place.' mumbling such Ainz got himself ready to fight.

Five adventurers, before him, brought forth their weapons. Innocently, he spoke wanting to know of their actions towards his being before crossing the Rubicon river(point of no return).

'Can I help you?' said the boy, not even twelve. The adventurers slowly surrounded him. Sure of their victory, all openly held their lustful gazes at the boy.

"Come with us you will enjoy a good time" and there it is. The evil monologue continued for a while as these adventurer's went on to provide graphic details about his ass and other items.

Standing before these adventurers, he felt weary about the lack of imaginations the people here possessed.

'must be a cultural thing' as they went on and on, their leader came in front of him, brining forth his hand to commit unspeakable things to him. With such close distance, Ainz was finally about to move but then...

The adventurer's within the surrounding fell to the ground. The leader shocked about to pull out his knife fainted as well.

The assailant showed herself before him,

'An elf' wearing a green flower-shaped hood and a white sleeveless top underneath. She also wore a pair of long, brown gloves and boots with a white sash around her waist.

Coming before him, the elf flicked her finger in his head.

'Ouch...'

"A child shouldn't roam the streets at night, this should be common sense. Where is your home? I will take you there." said the elf coldly however, he could feel the concern hidden beneath her scolding.

"I don't have a home" hearing such the elf in front of him looked at the boy with pity. Silence pervaded for a few moments before she spoke with an authoritative voice,

"Is that so, then follow me. I know a place where you can work and sleep" He entertained the notion of following the women after all, if she is threat he could silently eliminate her.

Out of the market place, he walked idly behind the elven girl on the streets until they came across the hostess of fertility.

'From that man's memories, this place seems to be a gathering of strong adventurers.' he needed to know if at his strength he could dive without a god or not. This place could offer him an insight of the common adventurer's strength.

"We're here" said the elf dragging him towards the eatery by hand.

She put him in one of the seats,

"Stay, I will be back" said the girl before disappearing within the place.

"Dyle, you f***er, your little sh**s stole our kill today" spoke a man with a hoarse voice. The man looked burly, strapped with leather armor judging from its appearance looked to be of high quality, metal gauntlets, wore black pants which seemed to be enchanted.

"Not our fault, that your group ran away" said another person, wearing a similar leather armor but of lower quality.

"That was a strategic regroup!! Besides, we never accepted defeated"

"Is a fight about to start?" Ainz asked curious to see such actions inside an establishment.

"No" said the maid beside him before making her way towards the both aggressive adventurers, thrashing them into submission.

Looking closely, he realized the elf girl is a maid.

The speed in which the combat maid subdued them shocked some people within the crowd. While others, looked towards the two adventurers pitifully.

"There will no fight within inside the doors of this place. If you have any grievances take it outside." said the maid with cold eyes, that seemed to be sneering at the adventurers. While they could strike back but that would ban them from this inn and so both adventurers huffed and left with their respective groups leaving behind a bag of coins in their tables.

Ainz seeing the situation resolved, looked curiously at other adventurers in the establishment. The bar was bustling with activity adventurer's fighting with the other while others merrily drank sharing their tales of conquest.

A women named Mia, brought food in his table and left. Due to his manners ingrained in his previous he dare not touch the food, however soon the elf came before him before forcing him to eat.

Slowly, time passed as adventurer's made their way out, the sign outside shifted to 'Closed'. Taking his hand once more, without permission, the elf girl dragged him to a room before making him take a bath.

"This is my room, as is yours from today" and without waiting for his input dragged him to her bed.

"Sleep" and then she started snoring.

'Fast' too fast, how can someone sleep that fast.

Utterly confused, Ainz couldn't rack his brain for an answer on why did this women help him. He genuinely thought that she was after his body, but then she went to bed doing nothing.

Thinking his mind will fry, while trying to understand this he decided to leave it for tomorrow's Ainz.