A Wizards Misadventures

~~Level Twenty Three~~

Worst case scenario I have to wait a very, very long time until it wears off. Long enough that you'll all be nothing but bones in caskets when I get back. I'm certain that if I search hard enough there's somebody out there that can revive the dead. Or you all will find a way to cross dimensions to find me before then. But I promise you all that we'll see each other again. I'm not giving you your goodbyes because this isn't one.

If you're crying over me then quit it. I'm doing as well for myself outside Remnant as I was doing in it, which is to say I'm rich, powerful, and famous. Again. Worry about yourselves. If nobody on my end or your end has figured out a way to make proper contact within a decade I'll send another message. I'd rather not disrupt the whole world whenever I want to say hello, though, so let's get things sorted out, alright? … Simmie are you going to stop recording-"

There was a moment of silence in the house as Ruby and Qrow waited in case there was more. When Ruby sniffled Qrow reached out and hugged her.

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Evil overlording is like middle management

Momonga was in a bind. Not only had his world fallen apart when YGGDRASIL shut down but with this… new world he was in he just had so much going wrong.

He didn't know how to lead the NPCs of Nazerick! He was a damn salaryman! He barely survived his day to day job and now he couldn't sleep, couldn't enjoy comforts like food or bathing, couldn't even properly touch anything. Being undead was a less than glamorous existence and being guild master was so much worse. At least his bullshitting skills were alive and well.

And how well his bullshitting had served him now. Nazerick's loyalty to him was… unsettling. He never had luck with women but even he could realize that Albedo was fanatically in love with him, obsessed more like, and whatever Shalltear was thinking was left far from sane minds. At the very least her affections seemed to be shifting onto Abyss instead of him.

Oh… Abyss. No, no, that wasn't right… Abyss. The anomaly. That fucking hacker ruining his game balance. He called himself a god and for all intents and purposes he was one. Maybe he was brought out from YGGDRASIL into the new world like Momonga. If he were an admin or one of those shitty devs brought through it would explain a lot and boy was there a lot to explain.

He didn't use spell chants, didn't use normal spells, he stuck to normal elements, he was either completely harmless or an endgame world boss depending on his mood at the time, for the love of God, he wielded most forms of blood magic like an elemental. Shalltear, the strongest NPC in Nazerick, lost to him when he was a self-professed beginner at blood magic. He was simply too strong, like a level 100 player to some level 10s. Except that Momonga was the level 100 and Abyss broke the system. Maybe he actually was a god. At this point it wouldn't surprise him.

He kept a journal of all his ideas to defeat the man locked away in his item box along with his other plans and secrets. He didn't have much. Abyss was an aberration. He wouldn't want to take on the man without knowing more about his abilities and a full raid team.

However, there were only the NPCs left to stand with him and Abyss wasn't very forthcoming with what he could do. The best he had gotten was 'I can do almost anything with what affinities I possess.' As to what affinities he possessed? 'Plenty.' Nevermind what an affinity was. Presumably an inclination towards a certain element. There had been something similar for certain classes in YGGDRASIL.