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Got Stuck in Overlord as a NPC, Now I'm in Sothoryos?!

An Overlord x ASOISAF/GOT Crossover Fanfic What happens when a Theater Kid gets reincarnated as an Angel NPC in the DMMO-RPG, YGGDRASIL? What would be his fate if he got transported into another 'New World'? Follow Ainz aka 'Ainzerophiel Deus Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale' on his newfound path of Justice~ _____________________________ English is not my first language so please correct me if I'm wrong. I do not own anything from any of these franchises nor the pictures I use as imagery and I give credit to all its creators. But my OCs are MINE! [If you wish to support me: ko-fi.com/reyvielfaesly patreon.com/ReyvielFaesly]

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What I Know

As I thoroughly scan through the status screen glowing in front of me, I can't help but have a sense of familiarity with its format and structure.

Not to mention the context and its style, it is almost like how the Overlord Status screen looks like!

'Wait... does that mean I'm an NPC in Overlord?!'

'YES! Jackpot baby! New World Here I come!'

As I calm myself down from over-excitement, I try to list down on what I know so far.

1. I'm dead. Thank you, Truck-kun! You've done a really good job.

2. I'm in Overlord! Not as a Player but as an NPC! It has its own pros and cons but still manageable.

And better than being a player who's living a hellish life on a polluted earth, I choose becoming a handsome Ken-doll anytime!

3. My name is Ainz, but not the Papa Bones , Ainz. More like the Angelic version of himself, with more acting skills on his arsenal.

4. The gorgeous woman in front of me is my creator, or should I say her game avatar. She's busy typing stuff on her screen.

Probably busy adding lore to myself or something, which gives me quite a concern.

'Please be the good angelic person that you are.'

'Please don't be a pervert like Peroroncino or a psycho like Tabula. I beg you!'

I don't know what she looks like but I do know she's Japanese... Right? Well, that doesn't matter.

She's an Angel as well that much is obvious but clearly a higher-ranking one. She probably invested a lot of her levels on her Racial Class.

She's part of a clan and not a guild, named Angelarium. With its HQ in The Melancholic Tower within the Silent Hills of Helheim.

'But why Helheim though? I thought most of them play as the good guys that want to kill all heteromorphic races?'

'Well, maybe they're not as 'bad' as what I think they are.'

'Hm... I'll meet the conclusion on another date for sure once I gather more information'

5. I'm an Angel at Level 1. Understandable since I was just 'born' and incapable of moving.

I can see my status on my screen though. Including a whole model of myself and damn I do look good.

'Thank you, Sera! I don't know your name but I'll call you as such.'

'You'll be my first conquest in this harem of mine muahahaha just kidding!'

I also have an inventory, empty for now but infinite hopefully, since there was no numerical indication, I must experiment on it later when I can.

I can't seem to see my lore though, that's quite concerning, all she writes is detrimental to my life in the New World!

Well just go with the flow for now, I can work on what I have and just have to remain steadfast on both soul and mind.

I was dragged away from my reverie by Sera's laugh. Her laugh was not endearing, more like the type of laugh that is borderline psycho. It's giving Yandere vibes if you ask me, honestly.

'Well, we'll cross the bridge when we get there, no use moping and dreading the future.'

As I was daydreaming of my future in the New World. It was cut short as I heard Sera's voice.

"My dear husband, Ainz, I would like you to meet my sisters. [Come] with me, darling"

'Eh? Did I hear her right?'

As she said the word [Come], my body automatically stepped towards her and then knelt before her, much to my bewilderment, as my hands held hers, and brought it near my lips as off to kiss them but my lips never met her hand.

My head then raised as my eyes held her gaze, and words began to come out of my mouth without my control.

"My love, I come to you as I head your call"

I sweat dropped. Oh our dear Sera is a innocent fair maiden? Perhaps not.

"Kyaaaaaahh~ So romantic!"

Sera exclaimed with a voice that filled the room with joy and excitement in contrast to her ever-stoic avatar, the noises she made made me blush internally.

*cough* *cough*

Sera was coughing quite heavily and from what I sensed, she's finding her composure.

"Very well, [Follow]"

I stood erectly with poise as my body moved to stand behind her as she started to walk, I too followed her.

Exiting the wide and glamorous room where I was before, what greeted me beyond the door was a wide Hallway.

Colored with the same aesthetic as the room but more columns, with vines and laurels of green in color entangled with each other, giving the vibes of what Olympus might feel like.

With a long blue carpet on the white marble floor with golden trimmings and angelic statues that stood in-between the large columns I've mentioned.

Each statue possessed a different form of weapon, one held a large axe, another was a mace, a sword, a katana, a lasso, a whip and many more that I didn't know the name of.

As I continue to walk behind, I can't help but be in awe with how much work and effort this clan members must have invested for the aesthetics of their base.

Angelic murals covered the walls with different faces and form.

Some were in the shape of cute children like Cherubim and some were have intimidating looks like the numerous-eyed thrones.

And the divine beauty of the seraphs, instead of hiding from their wings, they simply let their divine face be shown.

'I don't know if they're women or men since they're quite androgynous, but boy are they gorgeous!'

The hall is also filled with paintings, from angel choirs singing, angels against the undead, against the devils and demons, the usual light vs. dark theme.

The most iconic one for me though is the Painting of Lucifer being dragged down to hell by a female version of St. Michael.

'Now I don't want to offend anyone religiously speaking but it looked so cool.'

As I was busy admiring the scenes and my mind still in my own musing, I didn't notice that we're near a large door, placed in between 2 large columns with a few steps up towards the door from where I'm standing.

The door was etched with golden strange writings and symbols that looked like a magic circle of sorts, it was glowing.

Sera then took the steps towards the door i was about to continue to follow her but then...

"[Stop]"

I stood my ground.

"[Stay] here my dear, I would like that you have a grand entrance of sorts to surprise my Sisters. Heheheheh"

I was rolling my eyes out as she continued on towards the door which suddenly came to life.

The golden symbols on the door moved to my amusement, it was moving like as if it were mechanical pieces of a clockwork.

The door then opened, albeit just enough for her to enter, I couldn't see anything beyond the door for she blocked my sight of it and then it closed the same way as it opened.

I was left all alone, to my own musings with one thing on mind.

'I guess it's time to meet my 'sisters-in-law'

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What do you think about the chapter?

I tried to make it more descriptive in terms of the Clan's architecture and interior.