Nazarick in 19th century

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Chapter 1:

Nazarick in 19th century
Hi. English is not my mother tongue so forgive me if I did something wrong.

Black Butler and Overlord crossover.

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I can also change some personality of Ainz.

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"Hey, It's been a long time, Momonga-san"

"I didn't think you would come, Herohero-san."

"About two years later, isn't it?"

"It's been that long ? "

"It's not good."

"I've been doing so much overtime lately that my concept of time is messed up."

"But I am surprised the Great Tomb of Nazarik is still here."

"To be a Guild leader you have to take care of it, Momonga-san "

"Yeah, Nazarik is a base that we all built together."

"Oh, I have to go early, I'm getting a lot of sleep."

"Hope to see you sometime later, goodbye"

Herohero-san log out

"Today is the last day of Yggdrasil servers because we stay together until it's over."

Just like that he's gone now.

Sorrow and Rage swelled in Momonga as he felt the reality of YGGDRASIL coming closer, but also pain as he'd be all alone again. That one phrase stuck out like a sore thumb

YGGDRASIL II huh?

Shooting up from his chair he finally broke

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?"

How can he just leave like that, how could they just betray, no, abandon me like that? All our hard work, all our adventures, all our memories. We spent countless years together and they just leave like it's nothing!

"No, they didn't betray me or the Guild. They just chose the real world instead of this one."

Yeah, who would choose a fake fantasy world over the real one? Even I need to work to pay bills. Many of them have families and bigger problems than a video game that is about to end. How could I be so selfish, putting my wants above actual life problems they're going through. Even HeroHero is battling something right now and all I can think about is how he has to leave early to sleep? How petty am I... Maybe I'm not that great of a Guild Leader.

Somewhere lost in all his thoughts, Momonga picked up the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.

I should put it back, it belongs to the whole guild, not just me. But it should be fine to hold it for the last minutes, right?

Resolving himself, Momonga set out, walking to the throne room while wielding the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.

When he entered the hallway, he found several NPCs waiting for him, standing idly by. With the exception of one single individual dressed in a sharp suit, they all wore matching maid uniforms. "The Pleiades Maids... They were Nazarick's last line of defense."

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