Overlord Blue Citadel Alternate

『To New Beginnings I』

『Amejisutosukēru has logged on』

A young man appeared in a flash of greenish blue pixels within unknown pitch black surroundings, white hair and medium toned skin, deep glowing amethyst eyes. He stood just about five foot eleven inches tall and his form contrasted with the background.

Dressed in his black and white Champion Class Armor Robes dubbed the 'Defiance of Chaos,' which despite its appearance rivals that of Guild Weapons and Armor. This allowed him to easily withstand attacks from Divine-class items used by players or even NPCs of his own level.

"Huh..." A quiet huff escaped his lips as this world which had once been enveloped in darkness, became illuminated by blue lights that lined the double domed room.

The ambient music filled his senses, a small smile formed over his lips.

"No one else seems to be here..." He muttered quietly, taking in the top floor within the ash blue pillar-like Castle of Vilisyrteria City. There was an incredibly elongated decagram shaped table made of polished scorched stone with a glowing metallic blue trim.

Several seats surrounded this table, a total of fifty five.

Above his head was a mural made of stained glass.

『Sekiseki has logged on』

Without delay, another flash of greenish blue pixels exploded in a seat on the other end of the table. A demon clad in red hued armor stood there with his pointed wings extended. "Ah, Jakku-san... Good to see you this morning..." he spoke in a sharp Tokyo accent. "It's morning, right?"

Jack gave a soft snigger and shook his head, "Afternoon, Not that you can see the sun through all the toxic clouds above my head." Folding his arms over his chest, his briefly worn smile vanished. "It's good to see you Seki-san. How's the wife and kids?"

"What is with you asking this question... Whilst knowing I don't have them?"

"My sister used to ask that very same question..." Jack puckered his eyes with an emotionless curve of his lips which almost seemed menacing at first glance.

The Arch Demon scratched the crown of horns along the crescent of his deep red forehead. "Has anyone ever told you how annoying you can get, Leader?" This man looked almost like the stereotypical devil of all things.

His armor even had animated Nether flames, and of all things, was divine class.

"I'm afraid Lala-san beat you to it," the young man with amethyst eyes would shift his gaze to the surface of the table.

"Oh? So you actually asked her out on her last day?"

"Hm...? No, why would I do that?"

"Eh.... That means I lost the bet! Goddammit!"

"She likes you! She said she'd even pay for your visa to enter Japan!"

Jack blinked a few times at this and scratched the back of his head. Though he didn't feel all that much as in the game, it was just a simple gesture. "I doubt she'd have much time for me anyways," he'd pronounce sheepishly before turning toward the sleek black staff with a deep violet liquid textured core resting in the direct center of the table.

It was the Staff of the Citadel, a powerful Guild Weapon, able of allowing the user to surpass the intended level limit of the game by consuming monsters, hostile npcs and heavily weakened players. Those who are consumed give classes, experience and knowledge to the user of the staff. With a multitude of other abilities, this very item was one of the most valuable in the game.

Except for the fact that only Jack could use it.

Senses were minimally used in the game, both for legal issues and data consumption. One could only imagine how much data would be needed to convey a sense of taste, smell or even touch. Either way though, this world was amazing immersive, despite it not really catering to that of the more perverse players who seek other forms of excitements and thrills from gaming.