The Overlord and False God

Chapter 4

All of the Floor Guardians swiveled their heads in unison towards their other supreme being. Though Momonga was the leader of all 42, they were well aware that Cypher held the coveted title of second strongest among them, with only Touch Me surpassing her in power and skill.

Awe and respect were written on their faces as they gazed at Cypher, who remained still and composed, patiently awaiting Momonga's response.

Cypher's contributions to the guild were unparalleled. From providing financial support to brainstorming ideas, she was always willing to join in when the guild needed to gather materials from bosses or embark on a raid.  She was always the first to volunteer her time and efforts towards any project. Even during the most critical moments, such as when the guild's base was under attack, Cypher always logged in, even if it meant missing an important meeting. Her generosity extended to helping her friends create their own NPCs, which all happened to be the Floor Guardians.

Thus, the Floor Guardians held a deep admiration for Cypher, as she had been instrumental in their creation.

 A sudden rush of wind created by a movement filled the air, as Mabel rushed towards her creator.

Mabel: "MOOOMM!!" she cried out, her arms outstretched as she wrapped them tightly around Cypher.

Cypher was taken aback by Mabel's sudden embrace, but as she looked down at the young Assistant Guardian's face, she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest. She gazed blankly at her NPC, unsure of how to respond, but her heart swelled with a deep affection for the little Guardian.

Mason: "Mabel!"  Mason's voice rang out, angry and irritated. "Control yourself!" His tone admonishing.

But Mabel paid no attention to her brother's warning, ignoring his call to embrace her creator more fully. She held onto Cypher tightly, burying her face in her chest and breathing in the familiar scent of her parent.

Mabel: "Are you okay, Mom?" she asked, her voice muffled. "Are you tired? Is that why you're not with Lord Momonga?"

Cypher couldn't help but smile at the affectionate nickname that Mabel had given her. Though she was conflicted about being called a "mom," she decided to let it slide for now. 

She gently stroked the young Assistant Guardian's hair and responded.

Cypher: "I'm fine, Mabel dear. I'm just a little tired, that's all. But it was lovely to spend time with you"

Mabel's face lit up with joy, and she hugged Cypher even tighter, expressing her happiness

The other Guardians looked on, their expressions filled with a little jealousy. Only three NPCs still had their creator active until the end of YGGDRASIL, and Mabel was lucky enough to be one of them. Seeing her embrace her parent so affectionately made the other Guardians feel a twinge of envy.

But despite their jealousy, the Guardians couldn't help but feel happy for Mabel. They knew that like themselves, how much Mabel adored her creator, and they were glad to see her getting the attention and affection from her creator.

As they watched, Mabel called out to her brother, inviting him to join the embrace.

Mabel: "Come on, Bro-Bro! Join the hugs!" she exclaimed, a wide grin stretching across her face.

Mason hesitated, unsure of what to do. He knew that their behavior might seem appropriate considering Lord Momonga is watching them. 

But Cypher noticed his hesitation and spoke up.

Cypher: "Playing hard to get eh, Dipper?" she said, with mischievous glint in her eyes "Don't worry, you can hug your 'mom' anytime."

Mason felt his cheeks grow hot with embarrassment as Cypher said those words in front of the other Guardians. He shot a glance at Lord Momonga, hoping that he wasn't too angry with them.