In Yggdrasil, Momonga reigned as the supreme undead overlord, commanding the mighty guild of Ainz Ooal Gown with unmatched magical power and absolute loyalty. In Middle-Earth Online, a player known as Sauron had forged his dominion in the shadowed lands of Mordor, ruling as a dark lord over legions of orcs, beasts, and twisted servants. Each stood at the peak of their worlds-until both games were shut down. But when the servers went dark, neither Momonga nor Sauron logged out. Instead, they awoke in a new world, their avatars now their true forms, their powers intact, their kingdoms carried with them into an unfamiliar reality. As the Great Tomb of Nazarick rises once more and the dark towers of Mordor smolder with renewed strength, the land trembles beneath the weight of two tyrants. The world is no longer ruled by light and hope-for now, two ancient evils walk it again.
Disclaimer: I do not own Overlord, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Shadow of Mordor, or any other Tolkien property. This is purely written for fun. Thank you.
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In the bleak, dystopian future of Earth, escapism is all but needed to avoid a mental breakdown followed by a prompt suicide. Yes, it gets that bad, somehow even worse than Cyberpunk 2077, and that shit is bleak. It comes as no surprise then, that a virtual MMORPG would garner a huge player base. In this world of YGGDRASIL, an old guild still stands. One that goes by the name of "Ainz Ooal Gown", a lobby of 41 friends that over the course of YGGDRASIL's lifespan slowly dwindled to just two... and ππ‘ππ§ ππ‘ππ«π π°ππ¬ π¨π§π.
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