Overlord Chronicles of Destiny

Chapter 0 - Prolog

Hi, I try coming back to writing, so here I am. English is not my main language so sorry if i make some mistakes. This story have alot of my own elements based on my own rpg campaings ans scenarios, i use also other system then in overlord but i will try making it looks simlar to look of overlord syatem.Enjoy <3 

Ainz Ooal Gown was one of the most powerful guilds, whose mere expression of their name aroused great fear.One unfortunate guild tried to attack this guild, however, none of them even managed to pass above the 2nd floor due to very strong NPCs who guarded the guild house. The Great Tomb of Nazarick was created thanks to the initiative of 41 players, each of whose members belonged to the heteromorphic race.

The Guild was so strong thanks to many of its excellent members, but the most prominent of them was Momonga. Thanks to his vast knowledge, skills and charisma, he had gained the position of the Leader.

Together they were unstoppable, each of them was armed to the teeth in divine tier equipment and thanks to the Guild Weapon no boss was an impossible challenge for them. They defeated the host of hostile forces and stood at the top of the ranking ladder.

However, as years went by, his friends one by one began to slowly leave the game to deal with real life problems, but the worst was to come.

Yggdrasil ,23:55 server shutdown day

Momonga is just going through the corridors of his house for the last time, the place that he called home ... home that will be taken away from him any moment ... his friends ... his family ... their unforgettable experience ... everything will disappear when the clock strikes 24:00.

He stopped at the top of the obsidian stairs where at his left, the butler waited with the maids. Follow me Momonga ordered. They Bowed and started to follow him step by step. Group slowly approached a huge decorated black doors with gold Guild insignia and portraits of all Supreme Beings that were carved in it.

Momonga stopped for a moment, staring proudly at his friend's image . 

Momonga:I will miss you all... 

He said with a melancholic voice . After a moment of silence Momonga slowly moved his hand to the doors, in his skeleton hand appeared a Twisted golden cane with many colorful gems. Illustration on the doors seems alive as if paying tribute to all the members of the guild.

Momonga placed his free hand gently in the middle of the doors and pushed it slowly. The door swung majestically showing the great throne room. Guild banners hung on both sides of the hall , and under each one is engraved a portrait of one of the 41 members of the Ainz Ooal Gown.

Violet torches danced on the pillars, giving a strong dark glow and above them, in the walls, mysterious bas-reliefs of mythical creatures. Above the throne room rose three intersecting arches, each of them embedded at the very end by a dark crystal. A noble red carpet was stitched on the floor in honor of the milestones and special events the guild had gone through.

He slowly approached the immensely high throne, behind which was an image of a great obsidian portal resembling the world of demons. At the foot of the throne, most of the guardians stood in front of the stairs, each of them proudly with their breasts, following the eyes of the master approaching the throne.

He put his free hand on the backrest, and the other was still clenched tightly on the most powerful object in the world.. 23:56:56 ... 23:56:58 ... 23:56:59 ... 

Momonga: 'Time passes and no one has shown ... no one is there, on this cumulative day I'm all alone ...'

He looked at his guards and bowed to the first one in a row. She was a beautiful woman with long black hair and golden eyes, a pair of small black wings protruding from her hips and a pair of horns pointing towards her forehead. Dressed in a clean white dress with silky gloves covering her slender hands and a gold necklace and golden cobwebs that cover her shoulders and chest.