The throne room of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick currently hosted a myriad of beings. Kneeling before the throne were 54 individuals: A well dressed demon with a metallic tail, sporting a pair of small circular spectacles that appeared glued to his face, an elephant-sized, six-limbed, icy-blue beetle with quivering mandibles, an alabaster succubus with wings as black as freshly cut onyx, a juvenile silver-haired vampire wearing a byzantium purple evening gown, a steely-haired butler with a face that looked to be chiseled from stone, a pair of dark elf children with ambiguous genders, a group of six humanoids in aggressively superfluous maid uniforms, and finally, another forty-one homunculi wearing slightly more practical maid uniforms.
The ones who had the ability to make facial expressions were showing varying degrees of confusion, shock, and embarrassment.
A loud and confident voice rang from the front of the room, "You heard me correctly, I want your waste. Urine, feces, excrement, peepee and poopoo and what not."
"Genjiro-san, are you sure you know what you're doing?" The confused reply came from a fleshless face with dancing red embers inside the eye-sockets.
"Ainz, it's fine, I have a plan," Genjiro once again turned to the crowd assembled before the throne, "More precisely, to all of you who produce waste, I would like you to deposit it in the deep storage unit I just placed in the restrooms on the 9th floor."
Genjiro, the level 100 destageist, had the ability to possess different bodies, and was currently possessing a Stygian mantis, a race composed of humanoid praying mantises with obsidian colored exoskeletons, and claws sharper than any blade.
"Aura"
"Y-yes." the elf stuttered, likely surprised at being addressed so suddenly
"I'd also like it if you collected the urine of whatever beasts you have on this sixth floor."
"Understood"
"Excelent"
His black antenna and compound eyes flicked back to Ainz, "We both agreed that we should be doing everything in our power to strengthen Nazarick. But I am not a necromancer who can make an army of undead, nor am I adept at dealing with politics and intrigue. And it is also likely a waste of time for me to look for other guildmates who may have ended up in this world. So I'll strengthen Nazarick the best way I know how."
Genjiro stood up a little taller and the red glow from inside Ainz's eye-sockets reflected in each of the thousands of sections on his compound eyes. "I was quite the chemist back is our world."
A tavern in the Baharuth Empire, 2 weeks prior
Perhaps the ruckus of happy drunken men isn't such an unpleasant thing. This would've been rare to achieve atmosphere of community and mirth back in my world. In the corner of the bar sat a man deep in thought
Everything about the man shouted the word "grey". He appeared to be in his mid-thirties. He had a pale brown face with squinted, ash-grey eyes. His short black hair was hidden underneath a grey hooded cloak. Underneath his cloak was a black and grey set of what appeared to be some kind of leather armor. His dark pants ended at his grey leather boots, worn looking and embellished with steel.
Speaking of which, what even is this world? A couple hours ago I had managed to log into YGGDRASIL during its final minutes to share my final thankyous, apologies, and goodbyes with the guild. It had been almost six months since I logged in. . .Momonga was the only one on, I feel a little guilty about that. I was too far away to make it to Nazarick before the shut down so we had shared our farewells over [Message] as I watched the clock tick toward midnight.
At his hip rested two scabbards. On his right was a long, dark-grey scabbard with runic characters engraved in it across it's entire length, in the middle of the characters was an image of a sun. Sticking out of it was the somewhat normal looking hilt of a sword, the only exceptional part being the pale white spark floating in the center of its ring pommel. On the left side of his hip rested the much shorter scabbard of a dagger. It was completely made of steel, and had been completely covered with intricate engravings of all kinds; vines, animals, plants, bones, and its largest engraving at its center was image of a crescent moon. Just like the sword, the hilt of the dagger was unexceptional, except this time, the stark black pommel bore the shape of a tomoe's comma.
Next thing I know I'm in this brand new world and still in this body, er, I guess I should say both of these bodies. I'm glad I was possessing a human body before the switch. He looked over and saw two drunken men fiercely debating the merits of buxom and flat-chested women.This doesn't seem like the kind of world where a creepy ass skull-faced ghost can just float around in peace. At the very least, I've confirmed that no one seems to know about YGGDRASIL or earth. (Idiots, I'd definitely pick a women with a tasteful balance)
He sighed and looked back down and rested his hand on the pommel of the sword, It also seems that not only can I use all of my items and abilities from YGGDRASIL, but also that i'm impossibly strong here.
There was a loud clamour of glass breaking and he looked up just in time to see one of the men tackle the other to the ground and scream "YOUR WIFE BREASTS ARE SO SMALL I BET HER NIPS LOOK LIKE MOSQUITO BITES!" and receiving reply of "YEA, BUT HER DICK IS BIGGER THAN YOURS!" before both of them promptly received a fist from the tavernkeep and being 'escorted' out of the bar.
Genjiro leaned back and looked at the little cracks in the wooden ceiling, I should probably get going as well.
Genjiro walked down the cobbled street through the market district of the city, It was only two hours past sunrise and the place was already bustling with the sound of commerce. His level 100 ears couldn't help but pick up many bits of conversation as he pushed through the crowds:
"Did you hear about one of the members of Crystal tear getting married…?" (I don't care)
"Don't put that in your mouth dear!" (keep your kid under control lady)
"I hear the emperor is hosting a ball at…" (I don't care)
"Fresh meat for sale!" (I'd love to sir but I don't have any of your currency)
"I swear there is a place in Re-Estize full of stinky yellow brimstone…"(they must be talking about sulfur, I should make note of that)
"They say we're due for another war with the kingdom any time soon"(Oh Yippee, there is war in every world)
With a little bit of effort, Genjiro managed to make it to the city gates. One of the guards at the gate noticed him and came over
The guard wielded a spear and wore simple iron armor. He asked in a friendly manner "Not many people exit from the south gate, what brings you here?"
"I'm visiting a friend down south"
"The major roads don't extend in that direction, adventurers don't hunt there so there are a lot of monsters, you know that right?"
"I'm capable of handling myself" Genjiro said and put his hand on the pommel of his sword
Seeing this, the guard shrugged and said "alright, your funeral. Open the gate boys!"
The large wooden doors swung open and Genjiro thanked the guard and walked through.
He looked toward the south I can sense my other possessions in that direction, wait for me momonga.
Genjiro could sense that his other possessions were far away and getting to them on foot would take a while, no doubt he wanted to see the glorious Great Tomb of Nazarick and his friend as quickly as possible and could simply equip a fly charm and get there in half a day, but there was a reason he chose to take a long walk on foot.
In front of him stretched a large grassy plain, and forests in the distance. He lowered his hood and let the wind carry a mixture bird song and whining grasshoppers to his ears. He looked up at the big blue sky and the fluffy white clouds overhead. He knew that such a bucolic scene like this could never have existed on the polluted earth. Such a pretty sky
Genjiro took in and savored the freshest breath of air he had taken in all his 31 years of life. He took his first step in this new world he found himself in and never looked back.
Name: Genjiro
Job: One of the 41 Supreme Beings of Ainz Ooal Gown, Chemist
Alignment: [Changes to match current possession], when in bodiless form, Extreme evil: -500
Total Levels: 100
Racial Level: Total: 30
Phantom: 15
Poltergeist: 10
Destageist: 5
Job Level: Total: 70
Skrimisher: 10
Thief: 5
Tracker: 10
Assassin: 15
Illusionist: 10
Escape Artist: 5
Immolationist: 15
Stats: Total: 680
HP: 60
MP: 70
PHY. ATK: 110
PHY. DEF: 65
AGILITY: 95
MAG. ATK: 10
MAG. DEF: 60
RESIST: 90
SPECIAL: 120