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-Shalltear-
After the battle, Shalltear carried lord Kyuketsuki to his room. After this, none of the supreme beings had any orders for her. As they quickly reveal in front of all the guardians that despite being here with them. They, like her creator after just arriving, wanted to leave after the battle was over. As if confirming despite all the hard work and sacrifice that her husband had done to bring them back. They were done with Nazarick only forced back and not taken like Kathrin thought. While Kyuketsuki had brilliantly fulfilled her and many others of residents of Nazarick’s dreams. The joy was replaced by the bittersweet knowledge that they had only stayed to help fight. They wanted to leave the moment it was over.
Even after leaving the event, which should have been glorious, some of the supreme beings had come back. They were upset to be here, angry even with Shalltear’s husband. Her hands traced over the ring of Nazarick on her finger, the one lord Ainz gave her. Then the [mind flayer ring] lord Kyuketsuki gave her for protection in case she ran into more magic, which might affect her mind. The few hours of reflection made her think it might have been a mistake to try bringing them back. Even with her creator around, his energy wasn’t the same. She could see the way his eyes shined ever so slightly, seeing that human body in the mirror of remote viewing.
It hurt to think lord Peroroncino might only be playing along to make her feel better. Leaving her mind to Kyuketsuki, the games over the gem throughout all of that. He gave her a choice to give lord Ainz the win and pick. Even giving Shalltear bragging rights over the overseer since Albedo lost unable to help Ainz win. Smiling fondly at the memory of being used as a shield as he apologized and rewarded her with a full day of pleasure every way she wanted to try out later on.
Her undead heart bloomed with such a bubbly rush, which she use too only get thinking of seeing her creator again or at pleasuring the supreme beings. It was so confusing and dissatisfying. Even after trying to take her frustration out on her toys, the answer didn’t come to her. So Shalltear went to the one person who might know what to do to help her figure out what to do. Messaging lord Peroroncino and teleporting to his room door, seeing the maid quietly leave around the corner.
“Hay Shalltear, you sound unsure about something. Is it about how everyone reacted to showing up here? Or, if it the difference you noticed in me after coming here?”
“All of it, my creator. I am so grateful that Kyuketsuki brought you and the others back…But it doesn’t feel like how I thought it would. Do I displease you? Is that why you and the others left have I, we all done something wrong?”
Her creator invited her inside the room, giving her an understanding but conflicted smile.
“No, it’s nothing like that me and the others just kind of moved on. Don’t get me wrong it was fun to get to do this, but…. I never thought I would be having this conversation with you. Don’t cry. It was complicated, but I couldn’t stay, and I thought you were gone. Here only in my heart, so I had to move on with life.”
Shalltear suppressed a sniffle at those words tears at the edge of her eyes. As her creator hugged her, his touch didn’t bring the same rush lord Kyuketsuki’s did. It was different in a way that hurt because it only confirmed that it would only be a fading dream she was chasing.
“So, what made you leave? Why couldn’t you bring me with you? I know Kyuketsuki would have never given up even if it killed him. He would claw his way through everything which stood in his way. Crush everything which keeps us apart and lay his heart out before me to prove how much he cares to get me back. Why couldn’t you say the same?” Blushing at the thought as her panties felt wetter at the daydream. Pouting at Peroroncino with disappointment.
Peroroncino grins sadly, tilting her head up to look him in the eyes. Wondering what her creator would say, hoping he would help her understand why things were not the way she always dreamed they would go when he came back.
“Kyuketsuki already gave you the memory of the day I left where I …Sigh I can’t do this, Ainz. Look, Shalltear, I will be straight with you. I had a job that wasn’t covering the bills at the time. The new job required a lot of my time, and I accepted I wouldn’t see you again. I suppose I could make something up, but as my daughter, in a way, I think you deserve the truth. Besides, it seems my vampire friend as stolen your heart while I was away like he said he would.”
Shalltear listened as he told her about the other worlds he went to and the fun he had before and after, bringing a bittersweet smile to her face. As he admitted, he thought about leaving even now before asking Shalltear about her time with Kyuketsuki. She told him about her conflicted heart, which had grown to love Kyuketsuki more then Ainz or Peroroncino even as her creator. The onetime event between then show her that it was different then she envisioned no matter how much she pretended it wasn’t.
The long talk helps Shalltear realize She wants to keep the relationship the way it was before her creator was brought back. To lord Peroroncino’s wisdom, he beamed at her with a proud smile, not mad at all.
“I understand then call me father from now on, and if you ever feel like you need to talk to me, I am ready. You don’t mind helping me smooth over things when I have another date with Muketsu. He is a little overprotective of siblings. I need to get working on a harem of my own if I am really stuck here mind helping us both get laid?”
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-Outside Peroroncino’s room-
Ketter was tossed between being annoyed Shalltear was here and hesitating to knock. Peroroncino was the person he was the closest to in the guild, which is why it hurt so much when he left and the first person he thought to bring back. Complicating matters of what to do with Shalltear would she even still want to be his fourth wife with her creator here.
“No, wait…I-
“Just knock already. It’s not like they are asleep.” Jester spoke before knocking for him. Right he had forgotten she could stay close to him and slip her focus on a lot of other tasks now.
Hearing a come in, he was greeted to Shalltear with her creator, both of them dressed. It was a little odd, to be honest; he expected so many other things. Not both of them clothed, sitting on his bed talking.
“Hello, lord Kettor, my creator and I talked, and we came to an agreement.”
“You did what is that?” Kettor shifted on his feet a little as much as he wasn’t one to share. He respected each of them enough to decide if this is what they wanted. The last thing he would do is force them to stay with him.
“I mean, I am open to a lot of things. I know how you must feel with Peroroncino here, and if You want to change the rules of our marriage a little for him being your creator and all, I can make this one exception.”
“I don’t know how you did it, my friend, but congrats, treat her right or be ready for the hard prank wars.”
Before he could ask what this was about or understand what was going on, she walked up to him, taking his hand. Waving to her creator and telling Peroroncino, they would talk again when she had time.
They left the room with Muketsu, saying she needs to talk to his friend.
Kettor exe. has crashed.
He was unable to begin to understand the impossible event that happened. Only that he had missed something big which transpired in front of him.
Coming around, noticing Shalltear was leading him down the halls of Nazarick. Staring intensely at the silver hair of his wife, trying to understand. He respected Shalltear enough to let her pick what to do with this situation. Why was she leading him into the second floor of Nazarick into her room?
The vampire brides bringing them both seats, he locked eyes with Shalltear’s beaming face. Hoping for some explanation as to what they both agreed on.
“I have been thinking a lot about my feelings about You and Lord Ainz. While at first, I thought of sharing myself between you and Ainz. Then everything happened, which got us here while you're here asleep. I got to thinking about something which has been bugging me. I finally talked to my creator to understand why the orgy I had with him didn’t feel the same when it's you and me. Lord peroroncino was very supportive and even help me understand that while I will always respect him as my creator. I want to keep the relationship we have.”
….
Kettner's mind became a mess of thoughts opening his mouth, unable to speak. What is he supposed to say to that had he really gone crazy, and he was still in the void?
“So, lord Peroroncino agreed it was only fair that he show Muketsu a good time and see if she is right for his own harem. While I show my emperor why I don’t want to see you pull something like that again.”
Kettor had little time to bring his thoughts together before Shalltear was making out with him, tasting those lovely lips. Swearing he would prank Peroroncino later for this. Lost for the next few hours in Shalltear’s show of love. Messaging Kathrin and telling her he would be delayed an hour or two.
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- Three hours later, 6-floor of Nazarick-
Kettor enjoyed the phantom taste of Shalltear on his lips and the walk through the 6th floor, sure Momonga was going to be mad, well as angry as an undead could be at him. But as they say better to ask forgiveness than permission. Besides, he wants to check on all his friends, first was Punitto and Peroroncino. With Shalltear following him through the forest around him.
Out of all the Friends to visit next, Bukubukuchagama seemed like the best choice. He decided to nickname her Bukubuku-chan because if he had to say her full mouthful of a name, that would get annoying quick. She was the most worrying about them and the least likely to be too angry with him.
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He hoped to find her quickly as he checked the Amphitheater and the Gigantic tree the twins called home. With no luck passing the Green Hole village asking around finding, she passed through to the lake where he saw the pink slime. This was Punitto all over again. Could he even reconnect to them? They had all moved on, and he had selfishly pulled them back to a world they couldn’t leave.
He was sure Ainz had already asked the residents of Nazarick to help delay any plans of leaving. Kettor would do the same. Jester had already confirmed none of them aside for Ainz, himself, and those he summoned were transferred to Eodlolel. He didn’t even know how to explain it Punitto had already confirmed Ainz had shown them the trick with the mirror of remote viewing.
After seeing his grave, a second time on the original world, and his human brother moving through life, Kettor did feel a little odd, but how was he supposed to make sense of this. He sure as heck wasn’t going to risk asking the darkness in the stars it would explain, but he already had a mess of new knowledge in his mind to go through. Apparently, it didn’t understand the concept of summarizing or didn’t care to try.
Observing Bukubukuchagama, he felt like he was seeing a stranger that was a friend. He could see she was taking it hard. From the way, she was sitting there.
Forcing himself to walk over and sit next to his friend looking up at the stars.
Letting the uncomfortable, awkward silence settle between them.
“Sorry, I can’t send you back if you were wondering. So, what are you going to do now?”
…
He didn’t dare look over, gulping, unsure what would be the right thing to say.
…
…
“You know I was furious at first when Ainz told me. Then the clown brought me over to your weakened body. I thought you were dead for a while. I heard them arguing, and all I could think was that you risked dying to bring me here to protect Nazarick. Thank you for ruining my great career and fairly normal life, by the way. with only a mirror to look through to see how the other me is living.”
“I am sorry-
“Not Done Yet! You even have my dear Mare and Aura off somewhere on a mission, leaving me alone on this floor, wondering what I am going to do for my life now! You couldn’t just send me back to whatever I was before no, you had to run off and do your own thing without thinking of anyone else!”
Kettor didn’t block at the punch at his head falling over ouch that hurt. He rubbed his face as Bukubukuchagama wiggled in place with agitation before settling down again. And pulling him back up to a sitting position with a warm hug.
“That was for doing that without asking, and this is for giving me back my legs in a strange way. Along with letting me see Mare and Aura so happy.”
The emperor hugged his friend back before they sat there, enjoying the artificial night sky.
“So, you ok now, or are you up for some training. Please hold back some. I’m only level 36 right now. That was like a hit from the whip dragon again.”
….
“No, but I feel a little better.”
“How are you two so unaffected by this strangeness. I learned how to do my stuff thanks to Ainz's and Mare’s help, but this body feels so alien than before.”
“Can’t speak for Momonga. I can say that this was better than my human life.”
“What was that like?”
He grins sadly at her. “Felt like I was dying slowly each day, and I am still alive while my other self is dead so better than he was.”
…
Neither of them spoke for a few minutes, but the distance between then felt shorter. Before Kettor left, he told her she could just ask the twins to visit on the low spots in their mission. Or even travel with them, he was sure the twins would love it. She declined, not wanting to leave the sixth floor for some reason or interfere with their mission.
When it seemed like she might say what had her so scared to leave the sixth floor, let alone Nazarick Bukubukuchagama, thanked him for the talk and went back to the Green hole.
He could only assume something had affected her in the battle with the dragons. Wishing her well before leaving to meet up with Kathrin and Entoma.
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-Amphitheatrum arena-
Kettor cursed his luck seeing Sebas, Entoma, Kathrin, and Ainz waiting for him. Strangely Albedo was missing though he could guess Tabula had something to do with that can of worms. Feeling Ainz stare through his soul, he put up a nervous smile, trying to calm his racing heart.
“Hay Ainz, see Kathrin. I told you I thought he might be here.”
Ainz rubbed his skull in annoyance. Before opening up with a very long speech about not risking his life like back in YGGDRASIL. Along with another for avoiding him after agreeing to talk things out more. He winced but let his friend get it out of his system before asking the question on his mind. He did kind of have this coming after overestimating the cost of [Muketsu eternal curse: heart of the kingdom]. The only reason he was still sane was his strong will and memories of his friends. Unlike every other corruption spell, he could only cast this spell once, and it drains half of his mana if not more.
Being in total agony made it hard to think, let alone track the mana usage, and his memory of casting it was fuzzy.
Kettor didn’t dare tell his friend the undefinable horrors in the Nameless Darkness’ star-filled void. Or how close he was to not coming back at all. Shuttering at what it might have done if it got bored or he gave up.
-Now I trust, I don’t need to give you another talk like this again, do I?”
…
“So, have you breached level 100? I have not had time to ask before the whole trap battle?”
Ainz’s flames flickered with his hidden emotions. “Not yet, but I have been getting closer. You would be too if you stopped being so reckless.”
Unwilling to admit that miffed him a little, he switched topics. “So, where is Albedo? I have never seen her leave your side before?”
Both of them stared down the other unblinking Ainz, unwilling to change to the new topic. Knowing they both knew the answer to why the only question was where were Tabula and Albedo. Also was Tabula dead, Albedo being fiercely loyal to Ainz whatever change he made gave her some instability. Which is why he avoided getting on her wrong side. He wasn’t sure how far the succubus would go to stay with Ainz if pushed.
“Away holding my place in the Roble Holy kingdom. I don’t know where Tabula is?” Ainz flames didn’t meet his eyes as he said that.
Kettor smirked. “Would you like me to [message] spell him? I am sure he would like to-
“NO! Hummm, I mean, there is no need. How about we talk about how your own training has been going.”
“How about I message him any way I have been meaning to see how he is doing. I already met Punitto, peroroncino, and Bukubuku-chan. We could all research the changes together.”
“Got,to,go,plans,to,finish,places,to,be,remember,what,I,said!”
Ainz rapidly said in an impressive regale voice for teleporting away and out of Nazarick so quick. ‘Guess Tabula is going to be on bad terms with Ainz for a while.’ Might as well follow his guild leaders’ example and let his friend chill before popping in.
“Shalltear, do you mind being my sparring partner. Entoma, please get out some training dummies. Kathrin keep watch and take notes in case I miss anything. Sebas, if you don’t have anything to do. Keep an eye on Bukubukuchagama, I think she needs someone to cheer her up while the twins are away.”
Sebas left as he got to his training while thinking about how to approach the others. He could wait a few days while he at least raised a few levels.
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-Seven days later-
Kettor looked over the now mostly empty room that was his lab with a scowl. ‘Sadly, it will be impossible for me to regain [unholy alchemist] and the three super tier potions of [harmonizing condition].’ It wouldn’t work well with world corruption or the Eldridge classes, and Nazarick didn’t need him pumping out potions for now. Not helped that he missed several requirements to regain the class all over again. The only upside was the loss of the cursed weapon class dispelled every curse it created, including the really nasty ones.
Turning to Avada pouting at the mostly empty room and the four true blood paladins near the stack of disassembled lab gear. He was glad he could still feel his connection with all the existing undead he created. Kathrin was busy keeping his undead and the empire running while he builds back up. Kettor would fix this once he visited Nazarick’s library to find a class that could work with the new build he had in mind.
“Avada, I know you hate leaving Nazarick, but please take my four high tier undead and Shalltear to help you deliver this stuff to Nfirea. I hear he already made significant progress in a mix of new and old-world alchemy.”
Avada lips quivered as she shifted a little. “My lord, I beg your forgiveness for asking but is that really necessary. I have been making progress in that class.”
He halted, turning back to the maid, gently smiling know he wouldn’t be able to help her in this front. “What class and level?”
“Alchemist level 4 and Pharmacist level 3.”
He messaged Ainz and asked him if there where spare rooms after a few minutes of tossing around ideas. They both agreed on two things: they had no idea what to do with the extra rooms for the other members. Two Ainz decided to let him temporarily use Touch Me’s room until he returned. Ainz either refusing to believe he was gone forever or a false hope that he would return.
Taking Avada hand softly squeezing it. “After you finish with this task. Message Sebas and have him lead you to Touch Me’s room. Then tell him both me and Momonga agreed to let you use it for downtime hobbies till his creator returns.”
Kettor loving the joy and excitement in the maid's eyes as she got to work. Unwilling to say that this would never happen, and even if it did, his friend might turn out like HK. Then again, all his summoned friends were different; something he forgot to take into account was that they moved on with life.
He could think of the best way to use this room later in a few minutes; he planned to visit Bukubuku-chan for today. Like he had every day for the past week. Stopping as Entoma came into his room with Herohero and Bellriver. “Hay guys heard you were out of Nazarick for a while. How was it?”
The elder ooze kept shifting, but he could tell like Bellriver he was checking out the room. “Crain village was a friendly place Solution, and Beta wouldn’t stop following us with Enri. It was a little annoying with them hovering over us.”
“So changing up the room, I remember when you put this place in. You were so enthusiastic about it, despite Tabula seeing it as a waste.”
Kettor shifted, turning his back to them mostly Bellriver while he didn’t remember why he knew by what Kathrin and Clem-chan told him. He was part of it. The emperor wasn’t even sure how to deal with it out of all of the friends he wanted to reconnect with. The others remembered what the lives they had up to the moment of being brought here. So what did his dead friend come from? What did he see while everyone was out of the room when he used the mirror of remote viewing a fact he noticed that none of the others asked.
It was why he was avoiding Bellriver the most no book in Nazarick, or any amount of experience prepared him for asking that. Quickly playing off the long silence as thinking about saying he might turn it into a workshop.
He pulled out a book Guide to automation’s and metal golems. “With the last three dragon lords hiding and all the players in Jester range under our watch, I have been thinking of giving Kathrin a child. I’ve been looking at clockwork the most they can change their body as they age, giving Kathrin the same illusion of growing up like a normal child would.”
Herohero commented first. “Why not try for an organic one now that you're different? Seems like unneeded work.”
“I don’t know sounds nice, better than having to deal with childbirth.”
Kettor wasn’t sure the best way to explain it without the long and otherworldly concepts the nameless darkness worked with. “I don’t think that would be a good idea, given that what I am now. Besides, I have worked with automation’s before clockwork ones are just slightly more complicated versions, and they have a better range of emotion and personality than most automation types.” Looking at the first page on the clockwork race class.
After a few minutes talking with them, it was nice to see they were dealing with it better than Bukubukuchagama. Somehow, they met Simmra, and she was adjusting well. Before Herohero teleported off to his own business. Leaving Bellriver alone with him, he had no idea how long he was standing there, not turning around to meet his friend's gaze.
…
Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. “Since we are alone, I want to say it wasn’t your fault, and nothing you could have done would have saved me. Also, I saw ~~~~, and she misses you greatly and wishes you well.” Hearing another name, which became an inaudible whisper to his ears.
Snapping back his head to lock eyes with his friend giving a bitter frown. Not sure what felt worse, not knowing the context of those heartfelt words. Or the way his heartache being unable to reciprocate any of the kindness his friend was showing. Maybe it was the lack of any response but the knowledge that he once would have loved to hear this. Now it only made him feel hollow.
He listlessly changed the topic, unwilling to ruin his friends, expecting gaze. “Hey, want to visit Bukubukuchagama with me.”
Bellriver’s eyes had some great understanding he couldn’t grasp before agreeing. Kindly let the matter drop as if he knew more than he was letting on.
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-Two weeks later-
He fell into his routine of training, looking for the right classes for his build, mastering the new job classes, and visiting Bukubukuchagama to cheer her up. While most of the other guild members were out of the tomb. He tried messaging Yamaiko, but she never picked up either still being upset with him or trying to find a place in the world. He subconsciously kept fearing she might still be trying to find a way back, one of the hardest parts about picking which guild members to bring back. He knew many of them left it, and then he dragged them back into this strange reality powered by rules similar to YGGDRASIL.
Simmra was more open to him at this point than Yamaiko was not something he blamed her for like Jester told him everyone reacted differently. She could curve the adverse reactions, but her deal with Ainz and himself restricted how much she could help him. Without breaking the contracts, as she explained, it would be excruciating for her and weaken her with the backlash of three deals involved in protecting Nazarick for a while.
So the only friend left to try and find common ground while stuck at his home was Tabula. A person Ainz feared turning on him for a reason he needed reminding. Tabula created Rubedo, the most dangerous and powerful NPC of Nazarick, who could prove challenging even against all 41 guild members working together.
Nazarick hadn’t been turned into a warzone ruin, and his friends have not died, so it stays one of his worst nightmares for now. ‘This is why it’s easier to create slightly altered replicates instead than bring them back to life. Even the uncontrolled Clemvet is less scary then this outcome.’ Jester reminded him for the hundredth time.
While not optimal, delicate situations were something he was growing used to dealing with as Kathrin went over every significant issue in the moonlight empire with him before they made a ruling together on it. ‘It might not be too common yet, but the name is catching on. The reveal of my new-self will cement the name in the people’s minds.’ Right now, he had catching up to do with his old friend.
Finding Tabula in the library reading on his new books on the world corruption class. The odd rune he had the spontaneous need to make on the front must have attracted his friend's thirst for occult knowledge. Talking to one of the liches working nearby about the books.
“Hey, enjoying my book.”
Which led to a long discussion about the matter. It was funny that back before arriving in Eodlolel, he still wasn’t sure where the name came from. Most people didn’t even have the same understanding of the planet or the stars. After this, he felt like he was really starting to fit in. Even if Kettor felt useless right now in a few years, he would be strong enough to return to his empire.
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-End of Chapter-
Name: Kettor Minx
Age:????
Aliment -600 world corrupter
Race:?
Racial classes
Eldridge abomination lv 10
Job classes
Blood drinker lv3
Blood dancer lv 2
Eldritch knight lv6
Eldritch paladin lv5
World corruption lv 10
Total level 36
Racial level 10
Job level 26
HP 41
MP 51
Physical attack 25 Physical defense 22 Agility 30 Magic attack 25 Magic Defense 22 Resistance 36 Special ability 36 Total 288