All of the Floor Guardians swiveled their heads in unison towards their other supreme being. Though Momonga was the leader of all 42, they were well aware that Cypher held the coveted title of second strongest among them, with only Touch Me surpassing her in power and skill.
Awe and respect were written on their faces as they gazed at Cypher, who remained still and composed, patiently awaiting Momonga's response.
Cypher's contributions to the guild were unparalleled. From providing financial support to brainstorming ideas, she was always willing to join in when the guild needed to gather materials from bosses or embark on a raid. She was always the first to volunteer her time and efforts towards any project. Even during the most critical moments, such as when the guild's base was under attack, Cypher always logged in, even if it meant missing an important meeting. Her generosity extended to helping her friends create their own NPCs, which all happened to be the Floor Guardians.
Thus, the Floor Guardians held a deep admiration for Cypher, as she had been instrumental in their creation.
A sudden rush of wind created by a movement filled the air, as Mabel rushed towards her creator.
Mabel: "MOOOMM!!" she cried out, her arms outstretched as she wrapped them tightly around Cypher.
Cypher was taken aback by Mabel's sudden embrace, but as she looked down at the young Assistant Guardian's face, she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest. She gazed blankly at her NPC, unsure of how to respond, but her heart swelled with a deep affection for the little Guardian.
Mason: "Mabel!" Mason's voice rang out, angry and irritated. "Control yourself!" His tone admonishing.
But Mabel paid no attention to her brother's warning, ignoring his call to embrace her creator more fully. She held onto Cypher tightly, burying her face in her chest and breathing in the familiar scent of her parent.
Mabel: "Are you okay, Mom?" she asked, her voice muffled. "Are you tired? Is that why you're not with Lord Momonga?"
Cypher couldn't help but smile at the affectionate nickname that Mabel had given her. Though she was conflicted about being called a "mom," she decided to let it slide for now.
She gently stroked the young Assistant Guardian's hair and responded.
Cypher: "I'm fine, Mabel dear. I'm just a little tired, that's all. But it was lovely to spend time with you"
Mabel's face lit up with joy, and she hugged Cypher even tighter, expressing her happiness
The other Guardians looked on, their expressions filled with a little jealousy. Only three NPCs still had their creator active until the end of YGGDRASIL, and Mabel was lucky enough to be one of them. Seeing her embrace her parent so affectionately made the other Guardians feel a twinge of envy.
But despite their jealousy, the Guardians couldn't help but feel happy for Mabel. They knew that like themselves, how much Mabel adored her creator, and they were glad to see her getting the attention and affection from her creator.
As they watched, Mabel called out to her brother, inviting him to join the embrace.
Mabel: "Come on, Bro-Bro! Join the hugs!" she exclaimed, a wide grin stretching across her face.
Mason hesitated, unsure of what to do. He knew that their behavior might seem appropriate considering Lord Momonga is watching them.
But Cypher noticed his hesitation and spoke up.
Cypher: "Playing hard to get eh, Dipper?" she said, with mischievous glint in her eyes "Don't worry, you can hug your 'mom' anytime."
Mason felt his cheeks grow hot with embarrassment as Cypher said those words in front of the other Guardians. He shot a glance at Lord Momonga, hoping that he wasn't too angry with them.
To his surprise, he saw a hint of amusement in the guild leader's expression. A wave of relief washed over him, knowing that Lord Momonga didn't mind at the current event.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward, joining the embrace with his sister. As he wrapped his arms around them, he felt a deep sense of warmth and love for form their creator and his sister.
--
The hug session came to an end and Mason returned to his position in the line with the other Guardians. Mabel, however, stayed standing next to their creator. Mason couldn't help shooting disapproving looks at his sister, but Mabel just stuck her tongue out in response.
Looking up at their creator, Mabel made a request in a sweet voice
Mabel: "Moommm, can you stroke my head?" Her eyes sparkled with affection.
Cypher smiled at the request and began to pet Mabel's head
Cypher: "You're such a spoiled child, Lady Mabelton," Cypher giggled softly.
Mabel simply smiled, enjoying the attention and affection from her "mom." Meanwhile, Mason felt a pang of envy as he watched his sister being doted on. He yearned for the same kind of affection but found it hard to express his emotions like Mabel did. So he stood silently, watching them with a hint of regret.
As Cypher continued petting Mabel, she noticed that Mason was looking at them with a sour expression. She let out a small sigh and thought to herself
'Maybe I shouldn't have given him such a serious character setting.'
Noticing Mason's discontent, Cypher spoke up.
Cypher: "What's wrong, Mason? Would you like to be spoiled as well?"
Mason: "No thank you, Lady Cypher. I'm fine with the other Guardians for now." Mason shook his head in response
While still petting Mabel, Cypher brought her other hand below her chin in a thoughtful gesture.
Mason: "Hmmm, okay then. Suit yourself, mister," she said before continuing, "But you can call me 'mom' instead of 'Lady Cypher' like your sister, Mason."
Mason felt a little uneasy but decided to comply with his creator's request.
Mason: "Well, if that's what you want, then okay... M-mom," he said nervously, stumbling over the last word.
Mabel then walked towards her brother, and immediately teasing him.
Mabel: "Gawd, you're such a dork bro-bro," she said before leaving their creator's side.
The other Guardians watched with amusement as Lady Cypher interacted with Mason. Despite being ranked lower in terms of fighting power, Mason was known to be one of the smartest Guardians. His calculating mind and cautious nature often proved to be a valuable asset in their missions.
As the moment passed, Cypher's expression began to change, and the other Guardians could sense that something was amiss.
Meanwhile, Momonga, the guild leader, found the scene before him quite amusing and couldn't resist commenting on it. However, in his amusement, he failed to notice the sudden change in expression on his friend's face.
Momonga: "Hohoho, they're acting like real children, aren't they, Cypher-san?" he chuckled.
Cypher forced a smile, trying to play off her sudden change in demeanor. But the feeling of fatigue had returned, and it was becoming harder to keep up the facade. She could feel her knees starting to buckle under her weight.
Trying to distract from her condition, Cypher redirected the conversation back to their earlier topic.
Cypher: "You were spot on, Momo-san, but what about my question from earlier? I've been waiting for a while, you know?"
Momonga's expression turned apologetic as he realized he had forgotten about Cypher's question.
Momonga: "Ah, forgive me for the oversight," he said, clearing his throat before addressing her.
Momonga: "So, you want to know what's going on, right?" Cypher nodded in affirmation, prompting Momonga to continue, "As it turns out, our hypothesis was accurate. We have been inexplicably transported to a different realm and are no longer in YGGDRASIL. Sebas' findings have confirmed this, and I have restructured the Guardians' roles and duties to accommodate our current circumstances."
Cypher's weak smile faded as she spoke to Momonga.
Cypher: "I see. Well, it's a good thing that you're here to control the situation, Momo-san. If it were just me who was transported here without you, Nazarick would collapse within seconds." She paused for a moment before adding, "Good job, Guild Leader."
Momonga: " Well, thank you Cyph-"
As Momonga began to thank Cypher, his words were cut short as Cypher suddenly collapsed to the ground, her knees giving out beneath her. The other Guardians rushed to her side, trying to rouse her. Momonga forgot about his earlier comment as he too joined in their efforts to help their fallen comrade. After a few tense moments, Cypher stirred and weakly tried to push herself up.
Mason, noticing that Cypher was still struggling, stepped forward to offer his assistance.
Mason: "Let me assist you, Mother." he said, gently lifting her up and supporting her weight. Mabel also rushed to her side to lend a hand.
Cypher smiled gratefully at her children before turning to the other Guardians.
Cypher: "I'm fine, really. It was just a moment of weakness," she assured them.
However, the Guardians exchanged worried looks as they saw their Lady being supported by them. Momonga was quick to take charge of the situation.
Momonga: "You need to lay down, Cypher-san. It's clear that you're still exhausted," he said, while the other Guardians nodded in agreement.
Despite her protests, insisting that she was fine and just a little tired, Momonga and the Guardians were firm in their decision, urging her to rest.
Momonga: "Let me assist you back to your room, Cypher-san," offered Momonga, extending his hand. "Take my hand and allow me to support you."
Cypher hesitantly took Momonga's hand and turned to her NPC and Floor Guardian as well.
"Mason, Mabel, I'll be fine. I thought the fatigue would dissipate once I got out of bed, but that doesn't seem to be the case. You Guardians don't need to worry about me."
Mabel looked dejected.
Mabel: "But Mom, I really wanted to stay with you." She then turned to her brother and said, "Even Dipstick over here wanted to stay too," but Mason looked away, feeling embarrassed.
Cypher managed a weak smile and stroked Mabel's head.
Cypher: "Mabel, wasn't Momonga giving you and your brother an important task? I'm sure it's crucial," Cypher said with a reassuring smile. "Mason, could you keep a close eye on your sister can you?"
Both Mason and Mabel nodded at their creator, and Cypher smiled at them.
Cypher: "Good. Now, Momonga, before we go, do you have anything to say to the Floor Guardians?" asked Cypher.
Momonga paused for a moment before responding,
Momonga: "Yes, I do. Guardians, listen well. This is my final command to you. I want you to ponder your opinions on me and Cypher. Consider them carefully, for I will listen to your thoughts at a later time. For now, Cypher and I will be leaving."
His words hung heavily in the air, and the Guardians bowed respectfully to their supreme master. Momonga simply nodded, satisfied with their response.
"I'll make sure to come back and check on you, Mom!" exclaimed Mabel.
Cypher smiled warmly at her children, then turned towards the Guardians.
Cypher: "Farewell then," She said, as Momonga casted the spell [ Gate ] and the two supreme beings disappeared.
--
The Guardians watched their supreme master disappear into the darkness with a worried expression on their faces, particularly Mabel and Mason.
Mare: "I-is Lady Cypher going to be alright?" Mare voiced his concerns
Aura: "Of course she will, you idiot." Aura snapped at him
Mabel then spoke up with confidence.
Mabel: "Don't worry, Mare. Mom is the strongest. She just needs some rest, and then she'll be back to kick our enemies in the ass."
Mason: "But Mabel, we have no indication that Nazarick has any enemies." Mason interjected
Mabel shrugged at this and said.
Mabel: "Not yet, but it gonna happened sooner or later, dip-dop."
Albedo had been silent for the entire meeting, lost in her own thoughts until Demiurge addressed her.
Demiurge: "Albedo, is everything alright? You seem rather stoic." Demiurge inquired.
Albedo: " ah Demiurge, I was hoping to talk with Lady Cypher about becoming Lord Momonga concubine." She sighing once more before continuing, " But it seem like I have to wait for another time."
Albedo's words were met with a deafening silence, and the Guardians' faces were filled with shock and bewilderment as they processed the information. The weight of the revelation hung heavy in the air, leaving everyone at a loss for words.
As the silence lingered, Shalltear spoke up, her tone dull and cutting.
Shalltear: "Slut," she said, directing the insult at Albedo.
Albedo's anger flared at the insult.
Albedo: "What did you say, you lamprey!" she snapped back.
Shalltear wasn't backing down.
Shalltear: "I said you're a slut, you big-mouthed gorilla!" she shouted.
Mabel, sensing the tension, quickly interjected to defuse the quarrel.
Mabel: "Whoa whoa, hold up," she said, her voice filled with shock. "Since when did Lord Momonga and Mom become a thing? I didn't even know about this!"
Demiurge, who had been observing the situation quietly, stepped forward to address Mabel's confusion.
Demiurge: "Mabel," Demiurge continued, his tone firm yet patient. "Great rulers require heirs, do they not? Even though Lord Momonga and Lady Cypher have remained with us until now, we must prepare for the possibility that one of them may lose interest in our cause and depart. When that time comes, it will be crucial for us to have an heir to whom we can pledge our loyalty."
Demiurge nodded in agreement with his own words before continuing.
Demiurge: "Indeed, it is only natural that Lord Momonga and Lady Cypher would produce an heir," Demiurge began, his voice steady and measured. "As the only one who is on par with Lord Momonga in term of power and intellect, Lady Cypher is the most suitable candidate to bear his child and secure the future of Nazarick." He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. "Of course, we must also be prepared for any eventuality," he added. "Whether it be through natural means or otherwise, the continuation of Lord Momonga's legacy must be ensured."
The announcement left the various Guardians feeling a range of emotions.
Aura and Mare were particularly thrilled, as they now had the opportunity to become older siblings, at least technically speaking.
Mabel giggled with excitement and thanked Lord Demiurge for his explanation, eagerly anticipating what was to come.
Mason listened to Demiurge's words with a hint of skepticism, but ultimately found the theory to be logical despite its seemingly absurd nature.
Meanwhile, Cocytus found himself lost in a daydream of being entrusted with the role of protecting Momonga's heir, and even being taught swordsmanship by the young master himself.
Sebas, on the other hand, quietly excused himself from the room as soon as Shalltear and Albedo began to bicker, informing Demiurge of his departure beforehand.
Despite Demiurge's attempt to steer the conversation towards more pressing matters, Albedo and Shalltear continued their argument, each one determined to come out on top.
Mason could see that their argument was still ongoing, with no signs of stopping anytime soon. Recognizing the need to Shift their focus to more important issues at hand, Demiurge intervened.
Demiurge: "While the discussion of legal wives is certainly interesting, we have more pressing matters to attend to," he said, addressing Albedo and Shalltear. "We must focus on organizing ourselves and developing our next plan."
Albedo nodded in agreement, though her bitterness was still evident in her expression.
Albedo: "Yes, you're right. We must quickly organize ourselves. Shalltear, letus postpone our discussion right now since we have more pressingmatters at hand."
Shalltear: "I have no objections, Albedo. This matter will surely take a long timeto discuss."
Albedo: "Very well. Then I will start the development of the next plan."
Seeing her resume her role as the person in charge, the Guardians allbowed their head in salute, but did not kneel.
Even though they pay respect to Albedo as their overseer, they willnot kneel to her. During the creation of the Guardians, the 42 creatorsranked Albedo the highest and gave her command over all the otherGuardians. As long as she is the one in charge, every Guardian willcomply with her orders and show her the courtesy of saluting her.Albedo doesn't mind this kind of treatment since she believes this isthe proper way.
Albedo: "First of all," she began, her mind already racing with ideas and strategies to accomplish their goal.
--
After hearing Albedo's command, the Guardians began to diligently carry out their duties. Their lord had high expectations of them, and they were determined to deliver their best performance. However, a question continued to linger in their minds - why had Lady Cypher suddenly become exhausted out of nowhere?
Mabel: "I still have no idea why Mom is so tired. It's like she was completely drained by something." Mabel expressed her confusion to her brother.
While the other Guardians is busy with themselves, Demiurge's movements came to an abrupt halt, and a smile spread across his face as if he had just uncovered a crucial piece of information.
A cold and charming voice suddenly broke through the commotion, capturing the attention of everyone in the area.
Demiurge: "I believe I have a theory as to why Nazarick has been mysteriously teleported to another world," Demiurge announced, his words piercing through the noise and bringing the movements of the Guardians to an abrupt halt.
All eyes turned to the Arch-Devil, intrigued by his revelation. Demiurge took a few calculated steps forward, his face betraying no hint of emotion as he began to unravel his theory meticulously.
Demiurge: "We all know that YGGDRASIL is dying and its on last breath correct?"
Demiurge stop briefly before continuing
Demiurge: "And we all know that this is the last day of YGGDRASIL, based on the prophecy that has been foretold by the 'GE EM' entity," he continued.
Demiurge glanced around the room, receiving several nods from his fellow Guardians.
Shalltear: "Get to the point, Demiurge!" Shalltear said in impatience
Demiurge simply smiled at her before saying
Demiurge: "I believe Lady Cypher is the one responsible for transporting the entirety of Nazarick to this new world."
Demiurge smile widely as he said this.
"Ehh!?"
"WHOA REALLY!?"
*fwooshhh*
The Floor Guardians were left speechless, trying to process the implications of Demiurge's theory.
Shalltear: "Lady Cypher teleported all of us here? B-but how is that possible?" Shalltear exclaimed in disbelief.
Mason's expression grew serious as he turned to Demiurge.
Mason: "Lord Demiurge, you don't mean..."
Demiurge met Mason's gaze and smiled cryptically.
Demiurge: "Your guess is as good as mine, Mason. It is because of Lady Cypher's unique racial class, the Dream Demon."
The Guardians began murmuring amongst themselves, pondering the possibility of Lady Cypher's ability to teleport them all to another world.
Cocytus: "Demiurge. Please explain."
Cocytus spoke up, requesting clarification from Demiurge regarding the Dream Demon. Demiurge happily obliged and began to explain the unique characteristics of this particular demon.
Demiurge: "Listen up, everyone," he began, "the Dream Demon is a rare and unique racial class exclusive to Lady Cypher. Her exceptional racial class gives her the ability to control and manipulate reality at will, even things she is unaware of."
He took a brief pause to recall the countless discussions his creator and fellow guild mates about Cypher's hidden racial class. The memories flooded his mind, filling him with a sense of nostalgia.
Demiurge adjusted his glasses and smirked as he took in the awe-struck expressions on the faces of the Guardians. They were clearly impressed by this revelation, with several of them exclaiming in amazement.
Mason furrowed his brows in confusion as he tried to make sense of their current situation.
Mason: "Then how exactly was Mother able to transport us all?" he asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "I don't recall her having the ability to teleport an entire guild base, let alone to another world."
Demiurge's eyes glinted mischievously as he began to explain.
Demiurge: "Ah, that's because she did it unconsciously," he said, relishing the opportunity to share his knowledge with his fellow Guardians. "It was the result of the desperation of the end of existence. Lady Cypher clearly cares for all of us and wants all beings in Nazarick to live, not wanting us to disappear like the rest of YGGDRASIL."
The other Guardians listened intently, some with shock and tears in their eyes while others were left in awe of their creator's power.
Mason: "So.. the reason why Mother is tired is because she's exhaust all of her power to save us all?"
Demiurge: " That is correct."
Mason: "...."
Demiurge: "But do not worry. Lady Cypher's sacrifice was not in vain. We are all here now, and we must honor her by serving our supreme masters to the best of our abilities."
Mason nodded slowly, still in shock at the enormity of his mother's sacrifice. The other Guardians also appeared solemn and contemplative, realizing the gravity of their situation.
Demiurge's then speak up and it was filled with unwavering conviction as he addressed the group of Guardians.
Demiurge: "Remember, fellow Guardians, that our lord's trust in us is not to be taken lightly. We must strive to exceed their expectations, to go above and beyond in our service. Let us always be ready to anticipate their needs and fulfill them with diligence and efficiency. And if ever we encounter difficulties, let us not falter, but rather see them as opportunities to demonstrate our devotion and loyalty. Together, we shall uphold our lord's will and ensure their success in all endeavors."
With a wave of determination flowing through the group, Demiurge's impassioned speech ended with a resounding cheer.
"Let us make our masters proud!" Demiurge exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with fervor.
Shalltear: "Of course," Shalltear added, fanning herself with a flourish.
Mason nodded his head in agreement, while Mabel shouted out, "YEAH!!!"
Aura: "Yes! Let's make them proud!" Aura responded with enthusiasm while Mare hummed in agreement.
Cocytus: "I shall. Not. Disappoint. Them." Cocytus spoke up, his voice firm and resolute.
Albedo: "Yes, it would be ideal." Albedo simply stated.
With a small smile of satisfaction, Demiurge took charge once more.
Demiurge: "Now let us proceed to our assigned task with haste."