Hyper Index POV
Welcome to the 11th floor of Nazarick, or as I like to call it, my super cool crib. Seriously, everything you see here is a result of my wild imagination from that big red moon hanging out in the sky like it owns the place to the palace that screams "Vampires rule!" Why stick to just training and being all serious when you can have fun, right? Gotta keep those thoughts of tomorrow at bay somehow.
So here's the scoop: Ainz Ooal Gown, the guild I'm part of, isn't just a bunch of pros trying to outdo each other. Nah, it's a place where folks like Momonga and yours truly get to unleash their inner fantasy nerds. Think demon kings, overlords, and all that epic stuff. We're basically letting our chunibyu flag fly high you know, that side of us that craves drama and epicness. Guilty as charged, I was totally into it too.
As I stroll around this place, surrounded by the crazy things I cooked up, I can't help but chuckle. It's like we're all part of this secret club where we mix battles with daydreams. Who knew that being a little bit of a fantasy fanatic could make our adventure even more rad?
You see, while I was busy beefing up my muscles, I also didn't neglect my survival skills. And this place, well, it's like the ultimate survival pad in Nazarick think of it as my very own safety bubble.
Now, let me take you on a time travel adventure. About 5 years into Yggdrasil's existence, when the game was already hotter than a dragon's breath, the developers decided to drop a surprise recipe into the mix. Guess what it was? A quest, straight from the world tree itself, no less. And the quest target? None other than Garlock the destroyer, the world's hungriest eater of worlds.
Now, this wasn't your average "fetch me five unicorn tails" kind of deal. Oh no, this was a challenge only fit for the divine-level players the ones with a whole bunch of "I'm too powerful for my own good" badges. But you know what they say about tough quests, right? They come with rewards that make genies jealous.
Oh, but nobody expected the rollercoaster they were gonna be even in their craziest imagination So, the more epic the reward sounded, the crazier the consequences turned out to be. Picture this: all these players, scrambling like ants on a sugar rush, determined to find the legendary Garlock. Greed had 'em good, and they were charging in headfirst, not even considering if they were in over their virtual heads.
But wait, here's where the real twist kicks in. After 2 weeks of all this hype and drama, guess where Garlock decided to pop up? Drumroll, please… at the absolute bottom of the Yggdrasil tree, in a chill place called "Hel." Yeah, Hel home sweet home of the charmingly-named "Inferno Serpent."
And boy was that dragon hangry. Like, "move over, competitive eaters, I'm here to chow down" levels of hangry. It's like he looked at the Yggdrasil tree and thought, "That's my snack now," and just started munching. Tree, check. Ultimate boss of Hel, check. The whole thing became a buffet.
You won't believe the uproar that followed – people went bananas, blaming the game company for this mess. Garlock wasn't just devouring players' in-game lives, he was chowing down on the actual world itself. And guess what? Nobody could take him down, even if they teamed up like some epic fantasy superhero squad. Their inventories? Wiped clean. It was a mess that lasted a solid 2 months, with Garlock munching his way from the bottom up, taking out not one, but two entire worlds. And the top three guilds? Well, they got a taste of defeat, too. Yum, right?
Hold onto your hats because this is where things went from wacky to off-the-charts bonkers. My guild buddies, they hatched this plan to take down Garlock, and honestly, I thought they were barking mad. But guess who cooked up this nutty idea? Yep, our very own protagonist. I'll admit, I did my fair share of eye-rolling, but when he laid out the scheme, I was like, "Sure, why not? Let's get stronger."
So, why'd he decide to tackle Garlock? That's where yours truly comes in. See, I had the reputation for racking up victories and bagging OP stuff more than anyone else. Oh, and I had this super cool class called "Vampire Lord." Bet you're wondering what that's all about, right? Well, it let me chow down on my enemies' emotions. Happiness, sadness, greed, lust you name it, I could munch on it. And apparently, that caught our protagonist's eye.
Fast forward to the grand showdown with Garlock. We were on the brink of a massive L, but we pulled it off just barely. How, you ask? Yours truly played the bait, and let me tell ya, it was a white-knuckle ordeal. But you know what? We snagged the win, and let me tell you, it was totally worth it. I got a shout-out from the World Tree itself, crowned the strongest player in Yggdrasil. And to top it all off, I was rewarded with a potent divinity from the world tree. They called me the "Aetherblade Sovereign." Yep, I hit level 100, maxed out the game, and became a total legend.
But wait, there's more! As a cherry on top, I got something I never thought I'd score the Eternal Nightshade Elixir. This bad boy's a game-changer. It's like my ultimate curse-buster, granting me a temporary pass on the whole sunlight aversion thing. So, yeah, I can strut around in broad daylight like I own the place. Life was looking up, and not even the sun could harsh my vibe anymore.
Talk about hitting the jackpot! Our guild soared to the tippity-top of the charts, and let me tell ya, it was like we became overnight celebrities. People were high-fiving, and the guild was bursting with happy vibes. But here's the kicker I wasn't about to go all greedy goblin. Jealousy wasn't my thing, so out of the heap of rewards I snagged from kicking Garlock's behind, I only nabbed two goodies.
First off, picture this: the meanest sword in town, the "Voidpulse Edge: Essence Eater." Oh yeah, that's the real deal. It's my go-to for some serious face-smashing. The second thing? Oh, just the stomach of Garlock. Yup, you read that right. I've got this monster's gut hanging around, and honestly, it's a conversation starter. "Oh, this old thing? Just a boss's tummy."
So while the guild soaked up the fame, I kept things low-key, taking only the loot I knew I'd actually use. No need to be a loot hoarder, right? And no, I'm not about to let a bunch of shinies make me all green-eyed. Nah, I'm here to have a blast, not count treasure like some dragon. Two souvenirs my trusty sword and a stomach for stories. Life's good.
It was like a thank-you fest exploded, with everyone giving me gratitude like it was Christmas morning. They were all "We don't deserve this," and honestly, I was like, "Yes, you do!" I mean, we're a team, right? So I went full-on boss mode and made sure they got their piece of the cake.
Man, the reactions were wild. Some were tearing up like they just won the lottery, and others were getting their hands on god-tier crafting stuff, like the ultimate cheat codes for making anything. Even Momonga, the big cheese, snagged a world item that's so busted it can zap down spellcasting time and mana usage like no tomorrow. Talk about OP!
Now, on the outside, I'm getting all these pats on the back like I'm the nicest person in the universe, spreading joy and loot left and right. But hey, let's take a peek behind the curtain. Inside, I was holding in a laugh like I was a villain in a movie. Why, you ask? Oh, well, let's just say I had a hunch that sooner or later, my buddies would be logging off Yggdrasil for good. And guess what they're leaving behind? All those goodies they worked their butts off to create. Guess who's inheriting that treasure trove? Yep, yours truly.
Oh, but that's not all! My gameplay and Momonga's epic strategies? They went all over Hollywood and made trailers for the next big event. You won't believe it, they even aired my showdown with Garlock, where I somehow survived with just 20 HP left. Crazy, right? And here's the kicker – people were tuning in like crazy, donating bucks like there's no tomorrow, all for my lux life fund. And the cherry on top? I polished my image with the protagonist like I was scrubbing the floor. No more doubts, just trust and good vibes, baby. It's all about the master plan, my friend.