When Death Walked the World

Chapter 3

Suzuki Satoru spent all his days travelling across the land, and helping out some settlements here and there along the way. He always felt sick about the way that the humans were treated by the more powerful races, his disgust continued resurfaced every time he would witness such acts being committed, but his emotional suppressor never ceased to work as intended.

Time passed by and before he knew it a year had already gone by. He took up residence whenever he felt mentally exhausted in a fortress which he created via his magic. First he didn't allow himself such luxury as the threat from unknown enemies were imminent, but with time he became more and more relaxed, while several of his magical experiment bore fruit. He figured the spell {perfect unknowable} could be cast on objects. He was right. It had gained a new function after being transported to this strange new world.

He stood at the only window present on the tower while he admired the landscape. The Sun was slowly disappearing on the horizon, while below a green forest spanned as far as the eye could see. He couldn't find it within himself to be content witnessing such a sight. " Such beauty, I wish  that'BluePlanet' could see all this. I wish my friends of Ainz Ooal Gown were here to enjoy a view like this."

A thought was born. "No matter what, i will preserve the beauty of this world. Whatever it takes, i will ensure its future."

He got ready to move out, it was the first anniversary of him coming to this world, he would make the most of it. If nothing else, he would pay a visit to the first human pair he had met in this world.

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Ash was standing atop the podium, where every Sunday he preached the teachings of the savior. The teachings of the Great Incarnation of Death. Many would question him, why would he call it with such respect instead of simply calling the skeleton an undead. Though they said that, none of them would dare to act up before the savior. They all vividly recalled the day, when the village was encircled and thought to be lost. However, in the last moment they had received help from the most unlikly ally.

When the topic came up, he would always give the same answer. "Because to call him an undead would be foolish. I had conversed with the great being at length and from our conversation I have learnt the truth, and one day you shall learn as well." He said.

When he was in the presence of Ainz Ooal Gown he felt it. He alone knew of the fearsome power of the Great One. When he compared him to the Gods known from myths passed down from generation to generation it had become clear. It had become clear that Ainz is no God. God's are beings to whom people pray for salvation. They pray because of their inability to save themselves.

In all honesty, Gods are mortals with unrivaled power, nothing more nothing less. He recalled the stories which his father told him at nights. They contained marvelous adventures and terrific display of strength, but none, NONE of them told of the Gods' power to command death, or to stop time. It was clear as day light, that the one who saved him was a being of superior level, how superior? He could only guess.

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Ash was getting ready to begin the ceremony, when he spotted a little girl with grey hair. With her 5ft height she was furiously waving at him, trying to be noticed in the sea of people gathered. She was no other than his sister, Selena. He smiled as he waved back. It has been awhile since he had seen her as joyful as she is now.

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"Brother! Today we celebrate, right – right!?" She asked hopefully, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes, Sel. Today we give thanks for all that we have." Said Ash, while he was getting ready for the ceremony, busying himself with the special items meant to crown the event.