Dragoness in the New World Overlord WaifuCatalog | By : Epiphany Category: -Misc Anime > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 117 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Overlord, or Warhammer, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Scratchy sheets. The first experience of my new world and body was extremely scratchy uncomfortable sheets rubbing up against my hands which are gripping them tightly as I slowly blinked back to consciousness. From my position laying flat in an unfamiliar bed my eyes roamed around the room, though there wasn't really too much to see. Rough wood construction with significant gaps between the panels, no window or other source of light except for what slipped through the cracks and a used up candle sitting upon what could generously be called a desk. A pile of clothing I can't see very well from my current angle is folded atop the table. The rough bed with scratchy sheets seemed to be the highlight of the claustrophobic, clearly poverty stricken room.
Seeing little of interest the room is dismissed as I sat up quickly and make my second, and far more interesting, discovery as the quick motion sets my new generous endowments to motion within the confines of my black dress. The sensation is so novel, yet something I've dreamed about for years, tingles of excitement racing down my spine- at what this means more then any physical pleasure from such a simple motion. I have breasts! Quite nicely sized and shaped too, if I do say so myself, enough to fill my torso without straying into the ridiculous hentai sizing that was enjoyable on an image on my computer.. but might have been a bit much to maneuver around every day. Attractive, desirable, without managing to stray into looking like a life support system for breasts bigger then my head. The outfit even has an effective boob window of sheer material, considerably more risque then I'd have picked for my first outfit, but considering my love spot lure it might be for the best to keep my options open.
A light giggle of excitement escapes me, at the lyrical sound of my voice my slender hands raise up to lay against my throat in surprise. "La.. do ray me fa so la ti do." I remain perfectly on key without effort. Another happy giggle, my face split by a wide grin. Not only is the voice, my voice, cute but it seems that she can sing! I don't know if it is alluring whisper at work or just Miao Ying's natural skill but either way, it is my voice now.
Singing "The Real You" by Three Days Grace to myself softly I slip free of the scratchy blanket and raise up from the bed. "I see the real you.. even if you don't, I do. I do. I do." Even the simple act of standing up hammers home how different my new body is. Shorter then I expected- Miao Ying had been portrayed as unusually large in the Warhammer Total War, but so had all of the Legendary Lords, and I believe that was more to stand out for players then because of their actual size. It seems I'm 5'4 or so, though it is hard to gauge without anything familiar to compare myself to. The long white hair falling around my face will certainly take some getting use to, brushing against my skin with every motion.
All of those changes to my appearance pale in comparison to the changes I felt in my body. Even in the simple act of standing it was as if I was aware of every muscle flexing, where it was positioned in my body, how much force I was applying to get the exact effect I wanted.. and I could feel that I was only tapping into a tiny fraction of that strength. A light experimental spring, no more then a flick of my ankle muscles sent me leaping into the air until my head lightly brushed up against the ceiling above, settling back down effortlessly. With a few deep breaths I forced myself to calm down, there would be time to enjoy myself later, to see what this body could really do. For now, I had several priorities that needed to come first.
1) To find out where and when I was on the timeline. That would determine my approach to nearly everything else, so obviously it was high priority.
2) The Company offered up three missions at a time, the only way to gather points that didn't involve capturing or selling people like product. If there were any options that I could morally justify, they would need to be a priority as well.
3) The added potential perk I'd purchased should give me access to the class and leveling system that Yggdrasil and the New World make use of. Figuring out how that works is key.
Taking a look at the missions available should be quick and easy. A few moments later I'm scrolling through the icons, locating the conveniently titled mission tab and looking over the three currently available missions.
The first one is immediately out. Demonic Invasion. Some sick fuck put up a mission that essentially involves conquering the world as a Demon Lord and playing up the part. Conquest of both nations and women, it was a teenage edge lord's wet dream of a quest. Even trying to be a good person while doing it automatically failed the mission. The rewards were great, but I quickly declined it and moved on.
The second was more tempting. It read as follows:
Eliminate Clementine(T5) from Overlord (LN), she definitely deserves it, or not, who cares!
Conditions: You must use locals as an proxy to kill your target
Reward : 10 credits
Clementine was a serial killer and adventurer that Ainz would later kill in the E-Rantel graveyard. She deserved to die, the world would be a better place with her gone, no doubt about that. It would be an easy kill, even if I had to hire others to do it. But did I really want to open up the can of worms of becoming a paid assassin?
Gnawing lightly on my lower lip while trying to decide- it seemed some of my nervous habits had carried over into this body. There were other options for dealing with her. Perhaps she could be redeemed? Or sent to prison? Or god knows what in a world of magic. Maybe I would even have to kill her, but providing an incentive to cause the death of another person and then benefiting from it... that was a step too far. I hit decline again with a soft sigh.
Now the third quest seemed right down my alley.
The Golden Savior of Re-Estize Kingdom
Scope: Grand
The Re-Estize Kingdom, a peaceful if weak Kingdom, plagued by corruption and Inept Nobles.
Without intervention the kingdom will soon meet it's end, at the hands of the Sorcerer Kingdom, with many of it's citizens meeting horrible ends.
Your objective shall be to avert that, you must clear the corruption of the Re-Estize Kingdom and ensure the Re-Estize kingdom is still standing without any significant loss of territory four years after the arrival of Nazarick in this world.
Conditions:
The second tier of Fatality Defense and Paradox Defense will be unavailable until the end of the mission.
All of the level 100 members of Great Tomb of Nazarick will be immune to all capture methods until the end of the mission.
Reward [ Credits ] :750
Overall, it looked quite promising. The reward was massive. It was a goal that I could agree with, I'd wanted to prevent the slaughter that was to come when Re-Estize went head to head with Nazarick in the coming.. months? The timeline wasn't as clear in my memories as the events, or where I currently stood in it for that matter. I'd known I would need to setup somewhere as a base of power to work from, while Re-Estize would not have been my first instinct the fact remains that they needed me.
Two major downsides. For one, there would be no pay out for 4 years even if everything went well. The second one was a bigger issue- I would not be able to capture any of the important members of Nazarick. That made keeping the rest of the world safe quite a bit more difficult. While I had decided not to capture anyone for my own personal whims, stopping genocide seemed like a far more reasonable justification. This would remove one of my biggest tools, but far from my only option. It would also help to keep me focused on the right path.
Ainz was a reasonable person, even if much of his humanity had been stripped away when he came to this world and became an Overlord. I was confident I could use reason to direct him away from Re-Estize, at least with a combination of my knowledge about Earth and my personal power. Would he want to make war with another "player",which he would surely mistake me for, in return for an unimportant country? I thought it more likely that he would value a powerful ally and possible friend more then that. It seemed worth the risk, especially since those points would equip me to eliminate their threat long term, if it ever came to be needed.
My slender finger locked in the quest with a quick tap. It was a risk, but it was made for the right reasons, and I wasn't going to save this world by playing it safe.
Alright, one down and two to go. I found an additional tab that had not existed before in The Company application titled "Yggdrasil". When I clicked on it a selection screen popped up with notifications explaining I needed to select my level 1 class and provided a scrolling list of options that went on, and on, and on.. There were hundreds and hundreds of classes available, even at level 1. It was an overwhelming plethora of choices. So many with descriptions that were difficult to immediately tell apart- Warrior vs Marauder vs Black Guard vs Champion? A few hundred more options, all clearly starting warrior classes. The casters were similarly overwhelming. Wizard, Sorcerer, Arcanist, Animist, Incanter, and on and on and on. Thieves, bow based classes, divine based. Then there were the crafters.
It seems I was mistaken to think that would be a quick decision, at least if I wanted to make an informed choice. It seemed unlikely that I'd be able to reset any picks I made, so rushing into anything would be foolish. Better to risk losing a little bit of experience by putting off the choice then risk picking a class that would not benefit me. For the moment I decided to navigate away from the tab, lock the phone, and slip it away to deal with later.
Moving towards the wooden door leading from my room I could feel a smile curling upon my new lips as I slid the wooden bolt that secured the door free. It was time to start my new life.
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