Two days passed after my meeting with Zeke and I kept thinking about what I should do about everything. “Everythings going so fast…” I muttered, my mind in a haze of how I’m supposed to be the one to end Zeke’s life if it was necessary. “Fuck this I’m going to go somewhere.” I frowned before tapping my bracelet, my Assistant appearing before I tapped on a ‘Internet’ button. “Hmm...oh I know.” I muttered to myself before typing in ‘Overlord’. “Please tell me I didn’t miss out on such an amazing thing.” I hope, looking at the description of the ‘Overlord’ manga and anime.

“Huh, it has a manga and anime?” I question, before scrolling down and seeing that it came out...2013. “Oh god damn it.” I huff to myself, hating that something great would have came out a year after the world went to shit. “Whatever…” I mutter, selecting the Wiki page and starting to read all I could about it.

Twenty minutes passed as I finally finished reading everything I’d need to know, from the characters, story development, and just how amazing the entire thing is.“Well...might as well head there…” I say before summoning Reunion and opening a DTL, summoning my glider and speeding on through the door before it closed behind me.

When I exited the DTL I noticed a crap ton of plains. Grassy plains as far as the eye could see, especially when I’m forty feet off the ground! As I continued flying I noticed a thing that shouldn’t be in a nice grassy plain...a massive fuck off tomb. “I’m this early?” I ask myself, surprised to see that the tomb wasn’t already circled by dirt and looked like a makeshift hill. “Hmm…” I mutter before starting to fly down towards the place, gently landing seventy feet away from the Tomb. “And if memory serves Sebas should be investigating…” I mutter.

And speak of the devil and he shall appear. An old one eyed butler walked out of the Tomb and started investigating the area, only to see me sticking out like a sore thumb and he gently put a hand up to ear. ”Maybe this wasn’t a good idea…” I thought to myself, having a bad feeling about this before the butler gave a small nod and started walking over to me. “Uh...hello?” I called out, trying to be friendly and raised my hands up in the air, showing that I was here with no hostile intent.

“Hmm…” The old man hummed to himself, looking at me with a piercing gaze seemingly sizing me up. “What is your name?”

“The names…” I start, trying to think of a false name on the spot. “Name’s Fenrir.” I lie, but my tone and body language showed that I wasn’t. ”I’m gonna need Rarity to resize this…” I mentally grumble, my ears and tail always feeling a tad too uncomfortable whenever I hide them.

“Why are you here?” The man asks, his hand seemed to crack in anticipation.

“I wanted to meet the Leader of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the most feared guild in all of Yggdrasil. I have always wanted to join the guild, Ainz Ooal Gown...but I feared that I wasn’t ‘monstrous’ enough for it.” I explain.

Sebas looked at me, his gaze and aura telling me either two things, either he didn’t buy my crock of shit, even though I do wish I could actually join the guild, or he was trying to force me to break and tell him the truth. After what felt like an eternity the man nodded. “I understand.” He says. “But what are you exactly? Your cloak isn’t in the database and it’s hiding your appearance far too well.” He says, his tone steady and even

“Oh this?” I ask, motioning to my cloak. “It was...a gift from a very talented tailor. She explained it was one of a kind and that no one else could ever receive one.” I explain before fixing my coat and hood, showing off that I had more wolf like features and a tail. “And now you can see why I’m not as…’monstrous’ as the guild members here.”

Sebas raised an eyebrow, which I couldn’t tell if he was surprised or not. “Alright. Follow me, I have already informed my master of your appearance and arrival.” He explains. “But...what is out there?” He asks, not having had much time to investigate the area.

“Grassy plains as far as the eye could see.” I say.

“I see…” The well dressed butler mutters. The old man turned on his heel and headed back into the tomb, which I took that as my cue to follow him. Now here’s the thing, I looked up as much information as I could about the inside of the Tomb of Nazarick, but holy hell is it huge! Even with the shortcuts Sebas showed me to get down to the 6th floor arena I felt like I just walked across two states without stopping.

“This place is huge…” I grumbled, finally getting to the arena proper and seeing quite the roster of monsters. I recognized everyone in the room and remembered everyone. First was the guild leader himself, Momonga the Elder Lich, wearing his ‘God level’ equipment and holding the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown. Next was Albedo, the Succubus who stared at me with a smile, but I had a feeling that was just a facade.

Next was Cocytus, the giant light blue Death Knight insectoid, the being not even trying to hide how he tried sizing me up as a warrior. Next were Aura and Mare, the crossdressing twin Dark Elves. Aura was staring at me with a wide smile, eagerness at meeting a new person all but present, and Mare acting shy at meeting someone new.

Next was Shalltear, the young vampiress with an overly stuffed bra that just looked stupid given her frame and size, the girl staring at me with a tad bit of anger and ruining her chance to praise her master. And next was Demiurge, the Demon Lord, who was glaring at me with a quizzical look, already thinking of ways to manipulate or harm me which I did not like in anyway shape or form.

“So is this the wolf you informed me of Sebas?” The Lich asks, turning over to me and the butler.

“Yes sir.” He says, bowing to Momonga.

“So you’re Fenrir?” Momonga asked me, his red eyes having a piercing glow to it, whether that was of his own volition or not I don’t know.

“Yes sir.” I say with a nod, not bowing but showing that I did respect his position. “And you are the leader of one of the most infamous guilds in Yggdrasil, Momonga.” I say, while the skeleton’s body seemed to shift ever so slightly from a more defensive stance and into a more…casual stance?

“Please, tell me what race you are?” Momonga asks.

“I’m a Werewolf.” I say. “I’m a Weapon Master. I can use anything to slaughter my foes. From kunai to claymores, axe swords to chakrams, I’m your guy.” I smile.

“That’s quite a list.” Momonga says in surprise.

“Let me see if that’s true.” Cocytus steps in. “I want to see if you’re truly a weapon master.” He says, before swiftly bowing to Momonga. “If you allow it Master.” He quickly adds, not wanting to seem disrespectful to his master.

“What level are you?” The elder lich asks curiously. “Cocytus isn’t a foe to be taken lightly.”

“I managed to become level 100 but...then this weirdness happened.” I say honestly, which was the truth in some way.

“Alright. Step into the ring, Cocytus? Don’t hurt our guest too much alright?” Momonga asks, having the utmost confidence the floor guardian would be able to manage that.

“Yes my lord.” The insectoid chitters in jubilation before bowing to Momonga.

“Well let’s get going then.” I say while hopping down into the arena, walking into the center of it. “Let’s have a fair fight okay?” I ask, hoping that’ll actually happen considering what I know of them.

“Of course.” Cocytus states. “Champions provide true tests of strength to those looking to test themselves.” He explains, walking to the center of the arena with me.

“Am I allowed all my weapons?” I ask him, summoning Lexaeus’s Axe Sword and resting it on my shoulder.

“Of course.” He says, readying his halberd.

“I will be the referee and if anything gets too close for comfort Albedo and Demiurge will break you two apart.” Momonga states, not wanting his guest to get too hurt if he couldn’t stop Cocytus. “Ready?” He calls out, raising his staff two inches off the ground, the both of us getting into battle ready stances. After a brief moment he tapped his staff onto the ground, the tap echoing before me and Cocytus dashed at each other, our weapons clashing together, the sound of metal striking against metal reverberating throughout the stands. Cocytus used his size to his advantage, pushing me back as one of his claws went for his mace.

The mace came at blinding speeds from an overhead swing forcing me to switch to Lindworm and dodge the strike and parry with my own. Lindworm shot out only for the halberd to be spun with enough force to send them back. Lindworm floated around my body as the mace came back for another swing. I jumped on top of it racing across his arm and kicking him in the face. While he staggered back his last free arm raced up grabbing me around the waist and knocking me to the ground. Before I could roll out of the way the blade of the halberd came down forcing another switch to Frozen Pride as the blade clashed against it.

The strike left an indentation in the ground but luckily I wasn’t winded. As he brought the halberd back up I rolled away and switched back to Skysplitter. Charging forward my axesword was ready to strike. At the apex of my swing another blade came from Cocytus’s free arm blocking my strike as another ringing of metal echoed out. His mandibles clicked in excitement as he pushed his advantage swinging wildly with the sword and mace. Taking a large leap back I pulled out Sharpshooters and began pelting him with shots only for the swinging of his halberd to cancel out most blows.

A puff of cold air was released as the sound of Cocytus’s laughter echoed out. He was enjoying this immensely. To answer his enthusiasm I pulled out Skysplitter and charged once again. The joy was ecstatic as I jumped into the air with my weapon ready to strike. The blades once again clashed and the power within the ax exploded as the area around the us was uplifted and turned into a desolate wasteland of torn earth.

Cocytus released a large gash of cold freezing the now torn earth. Even though it was cold the power coursing through my body was more than enough to keep me warm as the clashing of our weapons sent more earth out of place. As I jumped back I switched back to Lindworm and finally took stock all around me…The very arena was torn to shreds but Cocytus was still very willing to fight.

Reluctantly, I prepared myself for my next plan. As he started another flurry of swings I ‘accidentally’ lost my footing stepping back as my weapon was knocked away and the halberd, sword, and mace crashed around my head but leaving me undamaged but startled. It was too close for a dive but it looked convincing I hoped.

“Hot damn.” I panted, my body coming down from it’s massive power boost and adrenaline.

“Outstanding!” Momonga say, clapping his boney hands together at having such a match happen. “Wonderful, wonderful!”

“That was a really great match.” I smile, getting up shakily. “So, did I make the cut?”

Cocytus gave me a look, the warrior having saw through my ‘fall’. “You didn’t just ‘make the cut’ as you say, you are an outstanding warrior!” Cocytus says with joy. “I’ve never had a fight like that in ages.”

“Sorry about the arena...forgot my axesword could do...this.” I say sheepishly, looking around at the displaced earth.

“I’ve never heard or seen weapons like the ones you use.” Cocytus admires. “What are their names? I must know.” The death knight says with giddy anticipation.

“My axesword is called Skysplitter.” I say. “Why that is when it can do this to the earth I have no idea. Next up are my lances, Lindworm. Then Sharpshooters are my crossbows.”

“You are indeed a Weapon Master.” Cocytus says, ‘smiling’ down at me.

“Glad I could live up to my name.” I smile, before turning around and seeing the other Floor Guardians in a mixture of awe and respect.

“I didn’t expect Cocytus to be so evenly matched.” Albedo coyly smirks.

“That.Was.AMAZING!” Aura shouted, bouncing up and down in childish glee at seeing such an amazing fight.

“I suppose it’s to be expected.” Demiurge points out, pushing up his glasses with a finger and keeping a straight face.

Mare politely clapped. “G-good j-job you t-two.” He says, trying to sound normal but the spectacle of strength kind of scary.

“Wow…” Shalltear gulps, not sure what to think about the fight other than that simple word.

“Glad to know you were all entertained.” I say with a smile, wincing a little as I tried staying up right. “Ow...okay maybe that took a little too much out of me.”

“I can imagine.” Momonga chuckles. “Not many people get to see Cocytus fight like that, and seeing it today makes me happy to see Cocytus is still in top form.”

“Thank you Master.” Cocytus bows, thankful for the compliment even if I could tell he was actually a little tired from our fight.

“Glad I got to show how strong I was.” I smile. “But I’m not that strong to be honest. I still have a long time before I can match Cocytus here.” I say, trying to act humble while Cocytus laughs.

“You are a great warrior. Being humble is also a sign of a good warrior.” Cocytus says, pride filling his words at telling me I was a good fighter.

“Thanks Cocytus.” I chuckles warmly.

“I think your audition is over.” Momonga says, causing everyone’s head to snap up to the Lich.

“Wait what?” I question, my wolf ears twitching and not entirely sure I heard that right.

“You heard me.” Momonga says before floating down gently and walking towards me. “Not only was this a chance to prove to Cocytus your standing as a warrior, but this was also an audition to show me if you had what it takes to be apart of Ainz Ooal Gown.” He explains.

“Master! You’re not saying…” Albedo gasps, her emotions actually showing for once besides a smile.

“Yes Albedo.” Momonga nods. “Upon the definition of his skills has proven to me, Leader of the Tomb of Nazarick, to have the requisite power to become one of us. Ainz Ooal Gown will truly be feared throughout the land thanks in part of your presence and strength.” He chants. “Kneel.” He says before I kneel, not believing this was actually happening. “Welcome to Ainz Ooal Gown.” He says while tapping the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown on my shoulders. “And you shall never know defeat so long as this guild stands behind you.” He finishes.

“Thank you.” I say, joy rushing through me at being apart of this wonderful guild. “Thank you so much.”

“Now while every guild member has made an NPC to their own specifications, I’m sad to say that Nazarick cannot make or hold anymore NPC’s.” He explains.

“It’s alright sir. Just being apart of the guild is the greatest honor I could ask for.” I say before standing up.

“As head of the Floor Guardians I must be privy to your plans whenever you head out on an assignment.” Albedo says, stepping forward into the conversation. “We are on high alert due to the entire tomb changing locations. What once was a swamp is now nothing more than grasslands in all directions.”

“I understand.” I nod, understanding the situation. ”Should I make a joke about Shalltear’s breasts? Probably not.” I think to myself, not wanting to make a joke about how the grasslands is about as flat as the head vampire’s tits.

“I wish to discuss something with you in private Fenrir.” Momonga says.

“Yes sir.” I say.

“Please, no ‘sir’.” He says with a raised skeletal hand. “We are both equals. That has always been in Ainz Ooal Gown, no guild members are below anyone else. Everyone is equal in this guild.” He says simply.

“I understand.” I say, glad to know I don’t have to say ‘sir’ all the time.

“Is there anything else you want of us master?” Albedo asks, hoping to have Momonga say something inspiring in front of all the floor guardians and the newest guild member.

“Yes actually.” Momonga says before looking at everyone. “Keep watch over the area, we must not let our guard down in this uncertain time.” He says.

“Wouldn’t it be best if the tomb is hidden master?” Demiurge asks.

“That is true. The Tomb is vulnerable at this point. Mare is there anything you could do for this situation?” Momonga asks, as I took a step back so they could talk.

“Yes, but it would be difficult with just magic. If we were to use dirt and vegetation to cover the walls then it could camouflage the entire tomb.” Mare explains, before sensing a very pissed off woman.

“You dare to desecrate the walls of Nazarick with dirt?” Albedo growls, a dark rage aura surrounding the succubus.

“Albedo!” Momonga snaps, snapping Albedo out of her little ‘rage state’. “Don’t make needless remarks.” He scolds, the woman shrinking a little at the little scolding.

“Forgive me my lord.” She says quickly, bowing deeply.

“Are you confident dirt would be sufficient Mare?” Momonga asks, wanting to continue with his thought.

“Yes, of course...if you allow it.” The dark elf boy says nervously.

“Wouldn’t it be unnatural if there’s just one random hill in the middle of a flat grassland?” I pipe up, wanting to question that. “When I was roaming around I didn’t see any hills around so one random hill in the middle of nowhere would look strange.”

“That is true.” Momonga agrees. “We’ll have to make some dummy hills as well to better hide.” He says. “We’ll also have to use magic to hide all the open areas the dirt and vegetation can’t hide naturally.” He states. “Finally...there’s a question I have for all of you. Including you Fenrir.” He says while all of us look at him in wonder of what he’ll ask. “First, Shalltear, tell me in your own words the kind of person I am to you.” He says, wanting to know what everyone personally thinks of him.

“Beauty incarnate.” Shalltear says, her cheeks flush at saying these words. “There is nothing living nor undead that could match your radiant glow.” She gushes, which kind of creeped me out considering she sounded like she was getting off to it.

“Cocytus?” Momonga asks.

“A man who’s strength cannot be rivaled by any guardian. You are truly worthy of ruling the Great Tomb of Nazarick, always and absolute.” Cocytus explains.

“Aura.” Momonga says simply.

“Compassionate, and you’re always three steps ahead of the game.” Aura says with a beaming smile.

“Mare.”

“Y-you’re a leader who is kind and merciful.” Mare answers.

“Demiurge.”

“A man who makes wise decisions, and acts upon them efficiently without any form of hesitation.” Demiurge answers, the demon smiling at having told his master what he thought of him.

“Sebas.”

“You are the head of all the Supreme Beings, and even though all the other creators have left us behind you mercifully stayed by our sides until the very end.” Sebas answers.

“Albedo.”

“You are the highest ranking member of the Supreme Beings, our ultimate master and the ruler of Nazarick.” She says. “As well as the man whom my heart belongs.” She adds with joy.

“Uh…” Momonga stutters a little at the sudden showcase of love towards him. “And lastly, Fenrir.”

“I see a man who can make the best out of any situation.” I start. “A man who is both powerful and wise, a man who can roll with the punches and still make it out on top, and lastly...a friend that will always be there when others need it most.” I explain with a smile.

“Thank you.” He nods. “I have heard your answers and given you your orders. Now work faithfully in my name.” He says.

“Lord.” The NPC’s all say at the same time before Momonga puts a hand on my shoulder and we suddenly vanish in front of them all. After a brief teleport Momonga sighed out loudly, which sounded like the sigh of someone who was way too stressed. “Oh man…” He mutters.

“Beat?” I ask curiously.

“Oh yeah.” Momonga says. “You have no idea how it feels to suddenly lose all context of basically everything and have NPC’s treat you as their master.” He explains, dropping the facade of ‘Guild Leader of Ainz Ooal Gown’ and acting more ‘human’ right now.

“I can at least vouch for one of those.” I shrug. “So what do you want to personally talk about?”

“I haven’t seen or heard anything about you at all. I’m pretty sure one of the guild members would have saw a Werewolf wanting to be apart of the guild.” He says. “Also I have never heard nor seen any of those weapons.” He says.

“Honestly I kind of thought you would be ranting about how all of us were being so serious about putting you on a golden pedestal covered in all the most precious gems of all time.” I say honestly.

“That is one of the things I was going to complain about.” Momonga sighs out.

“Do you want to hear a lie or know the truth?” I ask curiously.

“Truth. I have never seen anything like you or your weapons in Yggdrasil...I mean besides the Werewolf part.” Momonga says.

“You have to promise that the NPC’s won’t know anything about this.” I say sternly, my face showing how serious this knowledge is.

“I’m good at keeping secrets.” Momonga nods.

“I’m not from here. Or from Yggdrasil.” I say, causing the Lich to look at me, his jaw dropping in the process. “Yep, I’m ‘off world’ as it were.”

“H-how?” The flabbergasted skeleton asks.

“Magic.” I say. “Magic that is beyond anything you could do. I don’t know what spells you know or how powerful your spells are but it’s beyond your comprehension.” I say, lying about not knowing what spells he knows cause I could see it from the little ‘hud’ that I had that only I could see.

“Wow...is there anyway I can learn it?” Momonga asks curiously.

“Gonna have to halt you right there man.” I say while raising a hand. “I have a feeling the NPC’s would try to take that and make you do some really bad things to people of other worlds. I’d stick with this place and try to get your bearings alright?”

“Yeah...they’re...a little bit too serious…” Momonga says sheepishly. “But why did you come here?”

“To meet new people and hopefully gain friends. Cocytus see’s me as an ally, but I’m worried about the others. And frankly when I joined this guild I kind of thought I became your friend.” I explain with a shrug.

“Yeah...but honestly I’m just glad there’s another human being out there. Whether it was from Yggdrasil or not.” Momonga chuckles.

“So what are you going to do now?” I ask curiously.

“See what I can and can’t do.” Momonga says honestly. “I know I have all my spells, all the cooldowns, my health and mana, everything from the game but...I don’t know anything about this world so I’d like to get my bearings.”

“Good first start.” I nod. “Get your bearings and start small. Then start adventuring and making up plans for the future.”

“Is this a one time thing or what?” Momonga asks. “Because your an off worlder and all.”

“I have five girlfriends back on my home world so I can’t stay here.” I say. “But while I may be gone I’ll still visit from time to time. And besides.” I smile. “Ainz Ooal Gown is a lot more than words and a name, it’s a bond between friends.” I explain. “And as long as we know we’re routing for each others success in life then we will know no defeat.”

“Here here.” Momonga agrees. “But wait...five girlfriends?” He asks.

“Yep, and trust me they are all handfuls and a half.” I chuckle, the skeleton not believing I was that lucky. “And don’t worry, magic keeps my hips from breaking thankfully.”

“I’ve only seen Albedo love me for little more than a few hours…” Momonga says. “And...she is a tad...clingy.”

“One of my girlfriends was like that because of...reasons.” I say nervously.

Three days pass, and many many things happened. First after our private conversation where I got to learn a lot more of ‘Momonga the human’ than ‘Momonga the Guild leader’, then after a while Momonga gave a rousing speech about how he will be known as ‘Ainz Ooal Gown’ forever onward, which all the NPC’s praised him to hell and back for. Second while me and the newly dubbed Ainz, who was wearing his ‘Momon the Adventurer’ gear, appeared outside the tomb we found Mare doing a really good job at covering the tomb. A quick conversation and gift giving Mare, Albedo and I were all handed rings of Ainz Ooal Gown. Third was that I kind of got a guided tour through more of the...player centered area’s like hot springs, bars, war room, and a lot of other places.

Fourth involved Aura trying to ‘tame me’...which ended with her flat on her back and me holding Lindworm pointed at her throat. Let’s just say that entire situation was really bad for Aura when Ainz found out. Fifth involved, surprisingly, a chess match with Demiurge...which I lost. Thankfully not as horribly as I first thought given that I was a living supercomputer but the cheeky demon had more experience in it so that couldn’t be helped. And all this time I kept getting a weird look from Albedo.

“Okay woman why are you staring at me like that?” I ask with a frown, the Succubus ever so subtly flinched.

“Is there something wrong?” Albedo asks through clenched teeth.

“Listen, Ainz told me how much you love him, and your actions have proven you’d rip out your own heart and sell your soul to the most darkest of beings just to see him happy.” I explain. “But I’m not here to ‘take him away’. I’m not a blind follower who waits on hands and knees for him. I’m a friend that won’t hurt neither bone or cloth on the guy.” I frown, glaring at the woman who has so little faith in anyone that isn’t Ainz.

“If you say so.” She glared at me before warping away with her ring.

“Christ almighty.” I grumble, rubbing the back of my neck before warping off to the throne room, hoping Ainz is there. Sadly Albedo was there as well but Sebas was next to her talking to her.

“Oh, Lord Fenrir.” Sebas says, apparently not expecting me to be here of all places. “I have orders from Lord Ainz that you and Albedo are to meet him outside Carne Village.”

“And the reason?” I ask, not wanting to blindly follow orders here.

“A village of humans are being attacked by a group of soldiers.” Sebas says to me, before seeing Albedo putting on a suit of armor and opening a portal.

“We better not keep Lord Ainz waiting.” Albedo says before walking through the portal.

“Thank you Sebas.” I nod before fixing my hood and coat, hiding my face and more defining details, walking into the portal as well. After a brief moment me and Albedo appeared to see Ainz sending off a giant Undead Knight while looking down at two girls, one severely injured.

“We’re sorry for making you wait my lord.” Albedo says, staring at the humans with a hidden look of contempt.

“It’s alright you two, you arrived right on time actually.” Ainz says, looking down and seeing the older girl wince in pain, blood coating her clothing and hiding her severe wound.

“What should I do with these lower life forms?” Albedo asks bluntly.

“These two are no threat. The humans wearing the armor are the enemies we are after.” Ainz says, looking towards where his Death Knight ran off to. “It looks like you're injured.” He says while pulling out a fancy bottle full of red liquid. “Here, drink this.” He says while gently moving it towards the two.

“B-blood!?” The little girl asks in fear.

“No, it’s not blood. It’s a healing potion.” I say, the two girls staring at me in confusion. “Just drink it, we don’t want you dying from blood loss.” I state, honestly not wanting to see the poor girl die in front of us.

“O-okay…” The elder girl nods, taking the vial and opening it, and chugging the whole thing. After a moment her wound glowed green and she felt as good as new. “Wow…” She mutters, looking over at her back wound and seeing that even the blood stain on her clothes was gone.

“And who knew it was great at removing blood from clothes.” I joke.

“Is the pain gone?” Ainz asks curiously.

“Oh, yes.” The blond haired girl nods.

“Have you two ever heard of magic?” Ainz asks, wondering if he’s the only mage here.

“Yes, I have a friend who frequents our village.” She explains. “He’s a pharmacist and practices magic.”

“Perfect. Then it’s not hard to understand, I am a magical caster as well.” He says before raising his hand. “Anti-life cocoon, Protection of Arrows wall.” He says, two green circles appearing in front of his hand before a giant bubble appeared around the two girls. “I cast a protection spell around you two. As long as you stay inside this barrier you will remain safe. But just in case.” He adds before moving his hand into a pocket dimension and pulling out two horns. “Take these as well. If you blow these horns an army of goblins will appear to do your bidding.” He explains. “Don’t hesitate to use them if you need it.” He says before the three of us start our leave.

“W-wait!” The blond girl says. “Thank you so much for saving us! We are forever grateful.”

“Thank you very much.” The brown haired child says, wanting to give thanks as well.

“It was no problem.” Ainz says simply.

“Can we please have your name?”

“Oh yes.” He says, before I start noticing swelling opera music that, for some magical reason, came from Albedo.

”How in the hell?” I think to myself.

“You shall know my name, and tell everyone of my power!” He says before turning around, his mage cloak swaying in the wind that did not exist. “I am Ainz Ooal Gown!” He says with confidence, his tone absolute that he is beyond powerful to the two girls.

After that naming scene, and a quick disguise for Ainz, we all made it to Carne Village, and the first thing I noticed was the massacre that happened...then the pleading of a rich prick begging people to have all his money if they keep him alive...which was thankfully stopped by the sound of a lot of stabbing. “Uh...do you think it went just a tiny bit overboard?” I whisper to Ainz.

“A little…” Ainz whispers back. “Death Knight, that’s enough.” He calls out to it. “You have served me well.” He says, the monster stopping in it’s tracks from murdering more people. Ainz stepped in front of the Death Knight to meet the people and the guards that should have bolted a long time ago. “I am Ainz Ooal Gown, it is a pleasure to meet all of you.” He says, staring at everyone who were freaking the hell out. “Don’t worry about my Death Knight, no harm will come to you. Tell your super-I mean owner my kindness.” He says, the guards thankful to hear that they won’t die. “However, next time such heinous acts in this area, I will bring death to your entire kingdom.” He threatens, sounding a lot more like a ‘promise’ than anything else considering the creepy ass mask.

“Leave! And make sure to speak Ainz name.” I shout, causing all the guards to drop their weapons and run away screaming. “Sheesh, you’d think they would have run away from the massacre instead of waiting till now…” I grumble.

“U-uh pardon me sir…” An elderly voice asks, causing us to look over that the Chief of the village. “Why did you come here?”

“I could not stand here and watch innocent people get mindlessly slaughtered.” Ainz states simply.

“Call it a...moral obligation.” I add with a shrug, the town ‘aweing’ at us.

“Be at ease.” Ainz says to the people. “This village is under my protection, you no longer need to be scared.” He says while walking towards the people, mutters of worry moving through the people. “I don’t do this kind of work for free though. I expect to be fairly compensated in return.” He explains, the villagers calming down and smiling at one another.

”I suppose ‘fair compensation’ is a good word around here.” I think to myself, not entirely sure why the villagers all turned from worried they would be murdered to happy people because they had to repay Ainz.

Hours passed, Ainz learning quite a lot about this world and I listened to him talk about all the things he learned, even though I already knew about all this through the Wiki I still acted out how I would if I was learning new things.

As the sun started setting and I was out on a walk, seeing the entire village get rebuilt I heard a thunder of...hooves? I looked over into the direction and saw a band of people on horseback, coming straight towards the place. “Yo Ainz! We got company!” I call out, the mage and his armored companion walking over to me as they both saw what I saw.

“Well we better say hello to our new guests.” Ainz says, hoping to not have another bloodbath on this villages soil.

Ten minutes later and me, the village chief and Ainz met up with the horse riders, the leader trotting his horse up and meeting us all. “I am the Chief Royal Warrior from the Re-Estize Kingdom, Gazef Stronoff.” He introduces himself. “The king has order me to hunt down the knights that have been terrorizing surrounding villages, your people are safe now.”

“I’m sorry to say your about five hours too late there.” I point out, causing Gazef’s eyebrow to raise in confusion.

“Are you the chief of this village?” He asks the elder, who nods. “Who are these two?”

“Well you see-” The chief was about to start before Ainz stepped in.

“It’s alright. It’s nice to meet you General, my name is Ainz Ooal Gown, and this is my partner, Fenrir.” He says, while I waved a gloved hand at the general quickly before putting my hands back in my pockets. “I’m a simple magic user who stumbled upon this village while it was being ransacked by those knights.” He explains, Gazef having a mixture of horror and amazement plastered on his face before he got off his horse.

“Thank you sir Ainz. If you weren’t here the villagers would have been lost without you.” He says seriously, glad to hear this ‘man’ saved the village.

“General!” A man calls out before a scout walks up. “We spotted an army of unknown origin surrounding the village even as we speak.”

“Whoever is attacking this village either hates the kingdom, that village, or just really likes watching people getting murdered.” I frown, still kind of finding how much the village gets attacked quite worrying.

Five minutes later we were in the chief’s house talking about what’s to happen. “It must be one of the Six Scriptures.”

“You mean the ones who attacked the village earlier?” Ainz asks curiously.

“Theocracy soldiers no doubt.” Gazef answers. “It looks like they dressed up in Imperial armor to throw us off.”

“As I thought.” Ainz nods. “Does this village hold some significance in anyway shape or form?”

“If you don’t know why they're attacking, then they certainly aren’t after you.” He says. “Which only means one thing.” He says, keeping his tone and face leveled so he doesn’t show any anger or contempt.

“You must be pretty despised Chief Warrior.” Ainz points out.

“Indeed, well lucky me.” He says sarcastically, looking outside. “To think, even the Slane Theocracy want’s me dead.” He says with a grin.

“Seems a tad weird why their targeting you.” I frown.

“When you’re the strongest warrior in an entire kingdom it makes sense.” Gazef answers.

“So what’s the plan?” I ask. “Do we wait for an ambush? Or charge head first?” I ask.

“I’d like to hire you, name a price and I’ll make sure you get it.” Gazef says.

“I’m sorry but we’ll have to decline.” Ainz says, which I remained quiet in understanding.

“I kind of thought that.” The human chuckles. “Very well. Please take care and thanks again. This village owes you gratitude, and so do I.” He says before Gazef and Ainz shake hands. “I know this sounds selfish and I have no right, but please, grant these people your protection one more time.” He says. “I have nothing to offer you now, but I beg you, please-” He says, trying to kneel before Ainz stopped him.

“There is no need for you to go that far Gazef.” The masked skeleton says simply.

“We already promised to protect this village. You don’t need to bow or plead with us.” I say. “We take our word seriously. Now go on General, you’ve got a job to do.” I say, seeing the general nod.

“Oh, take this.” Ainz says before handing Gazef a statue. “Let’s say it’s a...good luck charm.” Ainz says, seeing the General look over it before nodded and putting it in his pocket.

“Thank you.” Gazef nods, before heading outside and getting himself battle ready. After a minute or so he was already on horseback and charging forward with all his soldiers.

Ainz stepped outside and saw Albedo, having to put on his ‘higher than thou’ persona. “When I first saw these humans I saw them as nothing more than insects like you do Albedo. But the more I talk to them the fonder I grow, like a child amongst helpless animals.”

“Is that why you promised the great honor of your name at his request my lord?” Albedo asks.

“Perhaps.” Ainz answers.

“Maybe Gazef is one of the exceptions, where he is a great man even if he’s human.” I suggest. “He’s charging head first into a pack of angels, yet he shows no fear and has the air of one that will win this fight.”

“Lord Ainz.” The chief calls out while running towards us. “Those Marauders are still out there, why did you send the Warrior Chief away?”

“He was their true target, not the village.” Ainz explains.

“Do we just stay here and wait for him to deal with them all?” The chief asks worriedly.

“No. We have a plan, while the General is fighting he’ll give us a chance to escape. He’ll try to cause as much commotion as possible to make sure we have enough time.” Ainz explains.

While I was listening to Ainz talk the chief and his wife into a calm state I sniffed the air, and something seemed...off. “I’ll be right back…” I say before putting on the ring Trinity gave me just in case as I dashed off towards the strange scent. “Hopefully it’s nothing too bad.” I mutter, knowing what’s to come next for Ainz and Albedo. As I continued through my investigation the scent of blood, black powder and...cake? “Why the hell do I smell cake?” I ask myself, summoning Lindworm just in case as the scent grew stronger. “If this person figured out how to make cake bombs this is gonna suck…”

As I got closer to some bushes I could hear someone… humming? Behind the bushes was a guy, dressed in some kinda modified riot gear, with several cakes and a variety of explosives around him. “Huhu, bored as fuck so I’m screwing around~” He sings tunelessly.

”Da fuq?” I think to myself, before gently sneaking into the area. “Uh...hello?” I ask, readying to summon a weapon in case he tries to attack me with explosions...or cake.

“Huh, oh… would a thermite explosive be too… cliche to serve in a red velvet cake?” He asks, not even turning around. “It fits for me but I don’t know?”

“I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to mix thermite with cake…” I frown. “Now using thermite to cut a car down the middle without hurting anyone, that’s always a fun time.” I say, remembering that Mythbusters episode.

“Meh, using it to blow up shipyards was cool too.” He replies. I noticed he was rather skinny, with flat, dyed, neon blue hair. “C-4 is just too…well, to many chunks left to spray while thermite melts down what’s around it.”

“By the by why are you trying to mix explosives with cakes?” I ask curiously.

“Bored as fuck. Boss has me on standby so I’m taking a vacation…it’s not been fun at all.”

“Working with crazy people you don’t like is never fun.” I say honestly. “But...mind if I ask for your name?”

“Kevin.” He replied, pulling out a cupcake with a stick of TNT in it out of his jacket. “Need things that go boom, I’m your man.” He says with confidence. “I’m also a good baker.”

“Do you know of a man named Zeke?” I ask, not wanting to just believe this was the specific Kevin I was told about from Zeke.

“My baby bra was named Zeke. Was the family legend to be, but he didn’t want any part of it. Uncle tried scaring him with a branding and death threat, but that failed miserably.”

“I know.” I nod. “He told me all about it. He’s a really nice guy once you get to know him.”

“I know, me and him spent a lot of time together, took him on a bunch of missions with me. This one time, I took him with me to rob the Louvre in Paris, guards came up and Zeke used a fire hose to soak them, then a single taser made them all dance like drunk irishmen.” He chuckled. “We graffitied the Mona Lisa that day.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at hearing that. “Oh god! That is just hilarious.” I smile. “Oh man...but onto not boring business. Zeke wanted me to find you and...try to persuade you to our side of the fight, instead of you having to work for Side Show Douche bag you call a boss.”

He paused, placing down the cake and explosives and seemed to think about it. “Well… I wouldn’t mind, I’d think I speak for a lot of the family when I saw working for Core has been worse than when Grandpa was the family boss. But… I can’t leave for a few reasons.”

“Zeke told me the three reasons why.” I say. “But I have a feeling there’s other reasons besides your uncle, your grandpa, and the common folk basically hating you for...reasons.”

“I can get used to people’s hate, and Uncle Josh actually wants to leave too. Rumor has it his son is getting married, the only issues for me, are Grandpa… and this.” He pulled up his sleeves, were what looked like tattoos of castle oblivion cards were inked onto him. “These little bitches keep me on a leash…Dillen’s idea, fucken psycho.”

“Well that sucks…” I frown. “Do you know anyway to get them off?”

“They’re made from memories. Do you know how to destroy memories without hitting me upside the head? I’d rather not get amnesia.”

“Yes I do actually.” I say while summoning Memory Stealer, the thing deciding to look like Reunion in this situation. “Say hello to Memory Stealer, with this wonderful weapon I can erase those tattoos and whatever memories are keeping you bound.” I say with a smile.

“Huh…and it won’t cut my arms off, right?”

“Nope.” I say. “All I need to do is gently tap your tattoo’s and they’re gone.” I say with a nod. “So, which arm do you want to start with?”

“Well then, let’s see if it works.” Kevin said, lifting up his arms.

“Right then.” I nod before tapping Memory Stealer on one of his tattoo’s, willing it to eat the memories that tattoo were keeping him bound to Core’s work.

One by one each tattoo vanished, once all were gone Kevin was rubbing his arms. “Man, you have no idea how weird it feels to have cards under your skin. So, what’s your name anyway? I feel like I should know but I’m drunk half the time Core’s making us have a meeting.”

“Ha.” I chuckle. “Anyways, the name’s Ben. One of Zeke’s friends.”

“Oh, right. I remember a bit about what Core wanted you for. Something about rec...recreation?”

“Do you mean ‘Reincarnation’?” I ask curiously.

“Ya! That’s it. He found out you can use Nobodies to bring back animals and such that have been long since dead, and he thinks you being a human, with a heart, that controls them, can bring back people from the dead or something.”

“Core’s...Core’s really fucking dumb.” I say as bluntly as possible. “Anyways, just so you know I managed to beat your cousin Jenny in a card game...does she also have those marks on her arms? Any knowledge on how to have her not stab me while I’m sleeping is wonderful because I want to help your family...and knowing they hate Core helps a lot more.”

“Little Jen? Let me deal with the punk. But he had a point about that reversing death thing. I mean, a Nobody shouldn’t exist yet it does. He thinks the Realm of Nothingness has odd powers he wants to learn.”

“Well sad to say he’s not going to figure it out.” I say bluntly. “I...don’t know exactly why he can’t but I just...know ya know?” I ask, not entirely sure if I’m making up nonsense or something here.

“Meh. So… where too?”

“Back to my world.” I say honestly, thankfully having put a waypoint in the throne room of the Tomb before I swapped out Memory Stealer for Reunion and then opening a DTL. “Well, let’s get going my friend.” I say while summoning my glider. “Need a ride or you just walking through?”

I’ll walk.” Kevin said, walking into the DTL.

“Right then.” I say before flying into the DTL.

Brief quick travel later we both appeared outside my house. I got off my bike and knocked on the door. “Knocky knock ladies! We got a visitor!”

The door opened and I was greeted by Rarity. “Hello Ben darling…who’s your friend? Also, where have you been?”

“Firstly this is Kevin Ventral, older brother to Zeke and is all around a very nice guy. Loves explosions and baked goods.” I say with a smile. “And the second...well I just went out for a little stroll on another world, made new friends, happened to join a guild and then found this guy.” I explain.

“Sup?” Kevin asked.

“Well, come in then you two. Ben, Twilight and Luna are in Canterlot for a few days, something about a Celestia and Chrysalis. Zecora is going to be gone as well, her family is visiting and she’s meeting them halfway at the Baltimare shipyard.”

“Oh cool.” I say with a smile, walking into the house. “Did mom visit? And how’s Luxu, Time and Sweetie?” I ask. “Also is Jenny in a bed or on the couch?”

“Den hasn't been by yet, those three are in Las Pegasus for whatever reason, and Jenny is fishing by the river near Fluttershy’s home.”

“Wait Jenny’s awake?” I ask worriedly.

“Well… when I say fishing I mean Trinity kinda took her sleeping body and flew her out for some fresh air. The two are ‘fishing’ though it’s rather one sided.”

“That’s...not creepy.” I frown. “Anywhosits, thank you for telling me this Rarity. Kevin, we have a new destination, and you can now see how colorful things are without having anyone getting stabbed for the hell of it.” I say with a smile.

“Dare it be true?” Kevin joked. “So… just a quick question… why?”

“Why what?” I ask. “Specifics Bob I can’t read minds.”

“Why… do you live with only women?”

“I has five girlfriends.” I say simply. “And we all live together.”

“Uh huh… so… dare I ask the brand of painkillers you must be on? I mean, I’ve been in orgies with twenty women but… those are usually once a year type deals.”

I burst out laughing. “Well let’s just say magic does wonders when you can have five women acting like seventy.” I chuckle. “It’s the main reason why my hips are still intact and I can walk straight.”

“Alright. So, Jenny?”

“Yeah, I think I need to tell you that whole debacle.” I say sheepishly. “So she decided to face me in a children's card game, shocking I know, but it was all around fun, she tried murdering me but I stopped her cold. She’s been asleep in case she wouldn’t abide by our deal of ‘if I win she cuts all ties with Core and get’s some serious help’...so there’s that.”

“Well, considering she distrusts you is reasonable. Her mom and older sister were killed by some of you guys.” Kevin said.

“Nancy was…” Ben mutters, clenching his fists and looking down sadly. “There’s not a single day that goes by where I don’t regret having killed her….” I say sadly. “I really didn’t...but she sadly gave me no choice…”

Kevin looked away. “So… you're the bastard that killed her then?”

“Go ahead and hit me…” I say sadly. “I’m...I’m so sorry…”

“No… you don’t deserve that mercy. I know her dad has completely lost it now, he’s gonna get himself killed sooner or later too, that leaves Jenny an orphan then. Just…” He grabbed me by the scruff of my coat. “Look after her, or I will see if you can regrow the thing your girlfriends seems to love about you when the bedroom is mentioned.”

“I was planning on it.” I say. “Zeke told me how much family matters for a Ventral...and I hate myself for taking a life...even if she was screaming ‘I’m a human demon, now face me or die’...” I explain. “But...since you're here...you can probably help me in this...I don’t know much about her and...I think the girls would be surprised to hear that Jenny’s going to be our adopted daughter…” He says while gently dislodging his hands from his coat. “Come on...I have a lot of mistakes to try and correct…” I mutter while continuing to walk towards Fluttershy’s house.

After a few minutes of walking in relative silence and me sulking in my own sadness we finally made it to Fluttershy’s house, and we immediately saw Jenny lying behind Trinity as she held a fishing pole and wore a fishermans hat. “Yo Trinity!” I call out.

She turned around. “Yo!” She called back.

“Yo, I have a request.” I say while walking towards the fishing angel. “I need you to wake Jenny up. Kevin, Zeke’s brother and her cousin, thinks he can help her not shank me while I’m sleeping…” I say, even though I’d rather get a royal ass kicking from her instead of dying because of mine and Kevin’s conversation.

“Alright.” She waved a hand over Jenny’s face, the little girl starting to wake up.

“Ugh… I feel like sleeping beauty at the end of the original version of her story.” Jenny said groggily as she sat up. “What…the hell happened?”

“Morning sunshine.” I say gently. “I’m sorry you had to stay knocked out...wasn’t a hundred percent sure if you’d keep to our deal...but hey Kevin’s here.” I say, motioning to he man next to me.

“Kev?” She looked over to him. “Did… did you give me another pot brownie?”

“Not this time runt.” He said, rubbing her head. “We… need to talk.”

”Here we go…” I think to myself. ”I’m so sorry...But...I’ll make sure Jenny has a good life Nancy...I just wish I didn’t do it…” I think to myself, still having regret about that entire situation.

“About? Oh, I lost the deal with that punk…great…”

“Not just that…listen… you know how one of the keyblade wielding punks like him… killed your sis and mom?”

“How could I forget?”

“...This guy, the one you lost too… is the one who killed your mom.”

Jenny looked like she was going to burst. “W...what?”

“Yes…” I say sadly. “She...we fought...I tried talking her out of fighting...she gave me no choice…” I say, my voice quivering in sadness and regret. “If you want to hit me then hit me...I won’t stop you…”

It was then, in a flash, she changed, she now looked more wolf than I did, and she was being held back by Kevin. “I’LL KILL YOU YOU WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT!” She roared. “MY SISTER AND MOTHER WERE WORTH MORE THAN YOU COULD EVER AMOUNT!”

“Jenny!” Kevin called, tightening his grip on her. “You know as well as I do after… first your mom’s sister and brother in law get killed, then Zeke vanished, and then your sister, it was only a matter of time before they died.”

“I’LL STILL KILL HIM!”

”DO YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT!?!” I roar at her. ”I’M THE CAUSE FOR MY OLD PARENTS DEATHS! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THE PAIN I CAUSE MYSELF EVERYDAY!!!” I shout, tears streaming down my face. “Do you have any idea how much I regret killing her?”

“Ben! That’s enough!” Kevin yelled. “You’re not helping in the slightest.”

“How are you helping him Kevin!?” Jenny yelled. “How can you side with him?!”

“If we don’t we won’t ever be able to get out of Core’s grasp! It was a mistake to side with him, you know this!” Jenny seemed to shut up at that. “We’re bad, we’re evil, but that thing is not what I signed up for, I only joined because I wanted to see new places with you guys. Why else do you think I always took the international jobs? Without him, his allies, and Zeke we’re as good as dead.”

“Z-Zeke’s alive?” Jenny asked, her from returning to that of a little girl. “W-We all thought… Core said he died with uncle Barry and Aunt Merry…”

“He said that to get us more on his side… I found out and got the ringer for it, if it wasn’t for this guy… look, I know you want him dead, believe me… feeling’s parly mutual, but you need a home, Core didn’t keep tabs on you, he did with me. He can… he WILL keep you safe, alright?”

Jenny was silent, only nodding. “I know… this is more fucked up than the things we’ve done before… but if it means we get out of this shit alive then fine by me.” Jenny muttered, glaring at me. “Just… what did mom say… before she died?”

“She chuckled before saying ‘sister, brother, daughter...I’ll be seeing you’...and she left her pendant and katana. I gave them both to Zeke because...he deserves to even see them more than I do…” I sigh out. “I regret ever having to do that...and I don’t want to do it ever again…”

“I’ll make sure of that…” Jenny said as she exhaled. “So…what now?”

“Well...as per our deal you are going to get some help and not be a homicidal maniac...and I’m the one to do it.” I say. “I...I just hope this stupid idea of mine could help make up for my mistakes…”

“Well… first off, getting advice on not killing from the guy who killed my mom is kinda... “

“Hypocritical?” I ask.

“Yeah, and second… who is the giant wolf lady walking over here?” Jenny asks, and literally out of nowhere a record scratch could be heard before I whip around.

“U-uh…” I stutter, looking over at Den. “H-hi mom! I didn’t expect you to be arriving so soon!” I say sheepishly.

Mom came over to me, a large smile on her face. “You sneaky little pup, you got me a granddaughter already!”

“I’m not his-” Jenny was cut off by mom hugging her tightly.

“I wanted to adopt her mom.” I sigh out. “She’s not actually my child just...listen I have a lot to explain right now I’m already depressed about it anyways.”

“But, you're adopted into this family, minus the extra powers Ben, curse is passive.” Den explained, still hugging Jenny.

“Actually…” I sigh out. “The werewolf you're hugging is Jenny Ventral…”

“So?”

“She became that because of the power of Darkness.” I state. “And...she want’s to murder me because...I sadly had to...kill her mother…” I say bitterly, knowing full well that something bad’s going to happen to me.

“And?”

I looked at her and tilted my head, my hood falling down from my ears screwing with it and showing Kevin and Jenny that I was part Dire Wolf. “Listen mom, I want to help Jenny so much but she’d rather see me dead than anything...all because of my own mistakes…”

“Ben, you really should look up your family more, most are actually former villains, some even former Psychopaths. Long story short, we don’t care so long as you are correcting your arong.”

“Wait what?” I ask. “Um...honestly this family is too fucking huge...do you two have anything to say about this?” I ask, wondering what Kevin and Jenny think.

“I’m lost.” Kevin said, getting up. “Welp, anyone needs me, I’ll be in that forest smoking my weed.”

“Her fur is so soft.” Jenny said, still being hugged by mom.

“And that could happen a lot more...if you choose to be my daughter.” I say gently. “Den is the best mother in the world...and I know I don’t deserve this at all...but please...I’d rather see you happy…”

Jenny looked like she was pondering the question. “On one condition.” She finally said.

“No murdering me, or my family got it? I kicked your ass once I can do it again.” I deadpan.

“That’s a given, no. My condition is that I will not be the daughter of an unmarried father.” She said firmly.

I sigh out. “Fine…” I mutter before tapping my Assistant and looking up wedding rings. “I’ll marry my five girlfriends...but if you happen to get more mothers don’t blame me blame the laws of this world.” I explain.

It was then that Mom was now also hugging me. “Oh! My pup is becoming an Alpha!”

“Mom~!” I yip, my face burning bright red here. “I need to buy wedding rings for all my girlfriends, and maybe a few extra just in case…” I explain, but hugging her anyways. “Thank you...for being my mother…” I say again.

“I’m just so proud! Oh!” She dropped Jenny and I. “Wait til I tell the others.” WIth that, she teleported away.

“That was Den...your soon to be grandmother.” I say. “She is...a very wonderful mother...do you want to know more about her?” I ask, summoning up eight wedding rings and putting them all in my pocket.

“After I process what exactly just happened.” Jenny said.

“Trust me, when I first met her I thought I had to drink heavily...but sadly that only went downhill...and probably mentally scarred three people.” I say nervously.

“I’m a Ventral, we’re immune to a lot of crap, including mental scarring… though, this maybe an exception.”

“Have you ever walked in on six people being breastfed at the same time?” I ask.

“Yeah, one of Kevin’s birthday parties… walked in the wrong room there…”

“Oh god.” I say, trying to hold in my laughter at hearing that. “Oh dear...but I wanted to say that fight we had...it was fun considering it was mostly a children’s card game.”

“I’m ten, what you expect?”

“Expecting you to either not murder people, or be more fluffy.” I say, patting her head gently. “I mean seriously, you're more wolf then I am.”

“Well, wait, what was that thing your mom said about a curse?”

“Apparently, my new father has a curse placed on him, that any person, no matter the age, is adopted into his family they...are now genetically related to him and his infinite amount of wives and children. And for me, you are given a specific mother to help take care of you and get you more...accustomed to it all.” I explain sheepishly.

“Huh…So, since she said it was passive, that means when you marry and I accept the adoption…I become your genetic daughter and one of your wife's daughter genetically?”

“I’ve barely been in the family for more than three weeks. Ask my sister, Trinity.” He says while pointing to the Angel.

“Sup?” Trinity replied, still fishing as if what recently happened didn’t transpire. “Also, Ben… you’re so screwed.” She added.

“Why?” I ask worriedly.

“Out of the whole family…you’re going to be the first child to marry. It’s gonna be a BIG deal.”

“Uh...how big?” I ask worriedly. “I sense a very terrible thing being thrown my way.”

“Here’s a perspective, you know how big this reflection is? We’re gonna need a building the same size for everyone to fit in.”

“Um…” I start. “Can...can I go to dad’s world and do it? I’m pretty sure he has a place big enough…” I say worriedly.

“Oh, sure. I’ll let him know, though, mamma Den likely has told everyone already.”

“How soon will I have brothers and sisters hounding me for a ‘party’?” I ask worriedly. “Also...maybe that’ll be a first for Pinkie...making a ‘universal party’ sounds like quite an achievement.”

“I’d say… a week at least, two at most.”

“Okay...so that’ll give me enough time to probably have other women hop on the ‘marry train’ before the actual wedding takes place…” I sigh out.

“Go get em hound dog.”

“Welcome to the family Jenny. Where every concept of ‘what the fuck’ you originally thought has now been thrown out the window so hard it burst into flames.” I explain, feeling like this is gonna be a nightmare and a half.

Jenny just looked at the ground with a blank expression. “Well….this is gonna….be a thing?” She questions.

“And if I know anything from stories and anime...it only get’s worse.” I say, the sheer absurdity of the entire thing making me laugh.