Overlord The Son of Death

Allegiance for True Paradise

Gazef and Brain were astonished by Filius's amazing appearance change, which cemented the idea that these beings didn't have a particular race. Gazef realized that the guardian's words were true, if beings that could live forever, had no hatred for humans or attachments to material objects like wealth or status, and had incredible power to be kind and ruthless, they'd be the perfect candidate for a ruler.

"May I ask, what is the reason for your return? You mentioned earlier that both you and your father have been away for ages. Why come back now?" Brain asked. 

"I apologize for my companion's intrusive question, we don't mean to interrogate you for answers", Gazef responded. 

"Come on, it wasn't rude. It might've sounded intrusive, but it wasn't that bad", Brain retorted. 

Gazef sighed, it was obvious that Brain didn't know how to speak to people of higher status. 

"You have nothing to worry about, I took no offense from your question", Filius already had an answer that would be acceptable, "As for the answer to your question, before all the races became separated like they are now, they lived in unison under my father's rule. Races like humans, goblins, undead, dwarves, elves, and even dragons. 

"D-dragons?!", Gazef and Brain exclaimed in unison, they never imagined that almighty creatures like dragons would also serve Lord Ainz. 

Filius nodded, "They all lived in peace, no fighting, no hate, no corruption, but after many generations, the descendants of our citizens began questioning our rule. They wondered why we had all the power and why they weren't allowed to live for themselves, they claimed they felt oppressed and declared independence", Filius had created a perfect template for the fake backstory. 

Using examples of a world his father knew about, he intertwined some of their history into the New Worlds. The other world was one that a Supreme Being created with only humans on it, a world called Earth. 

"Father already foretold what was going to happen in their future, but since he had no desire to kill the rebellious citizens. If he had done that he would have painted himself as a heartless ruler who obsessed over power and his position. He chose to let the mortals rule themselves and see if they would make their independence work, hoping they would prove him wrong. Father recalled all his most loyal servants and formed the Great Tomb Of Nazarick. A Tomb that he hid away far from the reach of mortals, but before he left, my father made a declaration, he promised them autonomy, but if he didn't see any improvements after four thousand years he would return and reclaim those freedoms he had given them. He wouldn't let his creation fall into the abyss they chose to walk in", Filius lied, he could tell from the change in both of the men's expressions that they were close to finally breaking. 

Brain and Gazef sighed to themselves when they heard him explain, they finally learned why things were like this. It was their ancestors' fault that they lived in such conditions, humans enslaving one another, their kingdom being corrupt with those in power unwilling to help the common people, organizations like the Eight Fingers, and crime becoming more and more rampant.  

As Gazef looked down at the ground, contemplating his current life, Brain was also contemplating his. If a world like the one Filius was telling him about, still existed, how would his sword skills be looked at, would he even be strong enough to compete with other races? What had been the point of his training if monsters could easily surpass him?

But then he remembered an idea that had surfaced before, what if he was able to obtain magical items that gave him better fighting skills, something that could enhance his abilities, or better yet, if they lent him something that made him stronger with training?