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A friend of mine decided to make some artwork for our dear girl, or at least how he envisioned her. It's a bit late, considering I doubt the story will receive any new chapters, but I thought 'why not share it', so here it is.
I epilogí tou vasiliá
The steam rose in thick, swirling tendrils from the hot springs of Nazarick, casting a misty veil over the pristine, marble surroundings. Ainz Ooal Gown, the supreme ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, sat in the tranquil waters, his skeletal frame appearing almost...
Tribunal
The teleportation gate shimmered as we stepped through, emerging into the grand hall of Nazarick. The marble floor stretched out before us, a pristine expanse that seemed to absorb the weight of my anxieties. My heart pounded with each echo of our footsteps. The silence was almost...
Unerwünschter Gast
I had just dispelled Behemoth. I can’t call him again.
He approached with a calm, measured stride, his armored gaze, with those two glowing silver eyes, fixed on me with an approving look. "You’re clearly strong."
I turned to face him, the sudden appearance of the armored...
Pobeda ognyom i mechom
As my words cut through the tension, the old woman’s companions sprang into action. The battle erupted around me. Beasts summoned from rings roared and charged, chains lashed out with deadly precision, necromantic summons clawed at me, and powerful spells streaked...
Za'am HaMalach
The small room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the flickering candle beneath the idol of the fire god. Priest Lamar finished reading from his holy book, his lips moving in silent prayer. He placed the book down with reverence and struck a match, lighting the candle...
Threadmarks: Chapter 25 - Hasard au Mauvais Endroit
Hasard au Mauvais Endroit
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the open plains. The road from E-Rantel to Re-Estize's capital stretched out, a ribbon of dirt cutting through the landscape. Not far from the road, a hill rose up, its rocky face dotted with the entrances...
Threadmarks: Chapter 24 - Gharq dar Tandis-hā-ye Guzashteh
Gharq dar Tandis-hā-ye Guzashteh
Remiel gazed at the mountain, her mountain, on the 8th floor of Nazarick, the air crisp and cool against her skin. The ever-present storm that shrouded the mountain’s peak continued to rage, never ceasing, and one would not make a mistake in thinking the storm...
I command thee, rise
In a dimly lit inn room, Ainz Ooal Gown sat with Nabe by his side, his skeletal brow furrowing in concentration while reading a book. A bright flash of light manifested itself inside the room, and Remiel appeared. Ainz looked up, his skeletal face betraying no emotion as...
Plans dans les plans
The full ensemble of the Black Scripture gathered in the grand hall of the Slane Theocracy, their faces set with determination. Their mission was clear: subjugate the Catastrophe Dragon Lord, a task only they could undertake. Each member was a hero, utilizing legendary...
Kabus al-Khalifa
The moon hung high in the sky as Emperor Jircniv awoke with a start. One of his concubines, her warm body beside him, stirred as he moved. "Stay in bed," she murmured sleepily, but Jircniv shook his head, disentangling himself from the sheets.
"I will, I just need to relieve...