The smoke of burning bodies started to paint the sky gray and scared off every animal in the area, there was a figure that stood tall among the corpses and the smoke.

"You will pay for this, you will PAY for the suffering you have brought upon me and my guildmates. I swear this on my comrades whom were slain by your evil"

A single goat demon stood on top of the hill that looked over to previous lake of roses and he was grinning, a smile so wide it would make it seem that person was the incarnation of every evil deed on the universe. It was so obvious, he enjoyed the carnage he had caused

"HAHAHAHAHAHA, BRING ME THE FOOL THAT SAID QUANTITY OVER QUALITY, I AM GOING TO SPIT ON HIS FACE AND MAKE HIM SEE THIS GLORIOUS ART I HAVE CREATED" Although he seemed to be the victor of the battle that occured a few moments before, he was out of HP, he was out of MP and he was losing blood at a rapid pace. But that didnt phase him, he swallowed the blood that filled his mouth and enjoyed the scenery.

He knew full well if he didnt think of something soon, his greed would be what ended him. Ulbert Alain Odle looked over to the draconoid that survived the spell he came here for.

It would seem he wasnt as strong as he need to be, he overstepped his line. The draconoid was a melee fighter and if he managed to get close there was no doubt he could finish ulbert off, he looked into his arsenal, he was out of MP so there wasnt any usefull spells he could cast to either stun him or kill him right away, he had a sword but he only bought it because it looked cool on his characters back and fit the idea of a demon king.

He came here alone out of wanting to feed his ego but now he understood something very clearly " Momonga was right, i am simply too much of a glass canon to fight any battle alone. My dumbass thought my damage was great enough to never need anyones help but now i see that i was mistaken but its allready too late"... Escaping wasnt an option, he was simply too slow against a melee character that specialized in close combat and he would rather die than admit defeat and live, he was just that kinda person.

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"APPLAUD MY SUPREME POWER LIZARD, BEND THE KNEE TO MY ULTIMATE CATASTROPHE"

Ulbert remembered how it all led to this...

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The Clan of Nines Own Goal was holding their usual meeting in their base. The topic was builds and what everyone needs to reach the full potential of the class they pursued

Momonga: Well, im honestly just focusing on the RP of it all, thats how i enjoy this game to its fullest.

Ulbert : At least you are pursuing something that has character and not the every stories prince charming that fights for his honour

Ulbert grinned and looked at Touch me who looked amused at the shot he took at him

Touch me: Oh yeah ? and the Demon King is a very original idea is it ? Takes one to know one

Ulbert: listen here you little shit... Good one

the table burst into laughter and they continued on their topic

Ulbert: Say Touch me, how did you gain your World Champion class ? Who did you beat, how was the fight.

Touch me: this may come as a suprise, but i didnt win my title in a duel. I actually won it at the original world tournement held by the GM's at the early stages of the game.

Silence fell upon the room and everyone started looking at each other

Ulbert: Do you mean to say, you won it at that early and you still hold the title ? how the hell did you survive, there mustve been so many players out for your head.

Touch me: Well, since i dont have all the time in the world to play this game, im only online to hang out with you guys since i've formed the clan. I come to the meetings and the raids. If someone wanted to get me theyd have to fight a clan war for it, and i can proudly say my comrades are strong enough to strike fear into any foe that may desire my title.

Silence fell once more, with people looking at each other but this time it was broken by laughter among the members

Momonga: HAHA, that was such a dramatic thing to say.

Ulbert: and they call ME the chuunibyou

the meeting continued with its usual pace, everyone was having fun,chatting and arguing over matters. Momonga realized one particular person who is usually one of the loudest members was quiet, immobile.

Ulbert seemed to be deep in thought about something, he had a serious face and moved his face ever so slightly that it would seem like he was listening but he was thinking about something, something that would change clan, something that would surely lead to something

Catastrophic...