章 20: Chapter 19: "Into the Void
By mastering many spell he finally made a castle although castle is empty. And name it Nazarick.
The throne room of Nazarick remained as still as a tomb, the ambient magic keeping everything in perfect order. Ainz Ooal Gown, the Overlord, sat in silence, absorbing the surge of power he had gained from his connection with the evolving ant army. He felt stronger—an undeniable growth in his abilities—but this time, something new stirred within him. He realized, for the first time since arriving in this world, that he could fully access a dimension of his own making, a personal space where his presence and power were absolute.
Slowly, Ainz closed his eyes, reaching inward to feel the connection. A vast expanse of darkness opened up before him, the feeling akin to standing on the edge of a boundless abyss. This dimension was a creation of his will, a place of refuge and control. And now, it called to him.
Without hesitation, Ainz activated his newfound ability, feeling the shift in reality as he willed himself into his personal dimension. In an instant, the cold stone of Nazarick vanished, replaced by a swirling void. He found himself standing in the midst of an endless space, the boundaries of which were shaped entirely by his thoughts. In this place, he was a god. He could manipulate the very fabric of the realm, creating or destroying as he saw fit.
At the heart of this dimension was a structure—familiar yet different. It resembled the old guild base from Yggdrasil, the headquarters of Ainz Ooal Gown. He had modeled it after the original design as a tribute to the guildmates he had lost, those who had left Yggdrasil before its end. As he approached the base, the grand doors opened before him, as if welcoming their master home.
Inside, the vast halls were pristine, the architecture reminiscent of Nazarick but imbued with the personal touches of the guild's former members. It was an echo of the past, of the days when Ainz had ruled alongside his friends, the other supreme beings of Ainz Ooal Gown.
As Ainz walked deeper into the halls, he could feel the presence of his servants. They were all here, standing at attention, awaiting their master's orders. Aura, Mare, Cocytus, Sebas, and of course, Albedo all were present, their gazes fixed reverently on him.
But there was something different about their presence here. Ainz could feel that in this dimension, they were even more attuned to his will. Every thought, every command would be carried out with perfect precision, no hesitation or misunderstanding. This was his domain, where his control was absolute.
Albedo, as always, was the first to step forward. "Ainz-sama, we welcome you to this sacred place," she said, bowing deeply. "This dimension, a creation of your divine power, is truly worthy of your magnificence."
Cocytus nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "Indeed, Ainz-sama. To think that you have created a space where your authority reigns supreme... it is beyond comprehension."
Ainz gave a slow nod, though inside, he couldn't help but marvel at the scale of his own power. This dimension, this pocket of reality, was his alone, a place where he could gather his strength and plan his next moves without interference from the outside world.
As he surveyed his servants, memories of his past life as Suzuki Satoru resurfaced once more. In the world of Yggdrasil, his guildmates had been his only companions. Together, they had built something amazing, something that had transcended the game itself. Now, in this new world, he was alone, but not entirely. The NPCs, whom his friends had left behind, had become living, breathing entities. They were his new family, his new comrades, and he felt a deep sense of responsibility for them.
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A Moment of Reflection
The Overlord paused in the grand hall, his gaze distant as he reflected on the path that had led him here. The memory of his old life as Suzuki Satoru, the salaryman trapped in a mundane existence, flickered in his mind. The weight of that old life seemed so distant now, as though it had happened to another person. In Yggdrasil, the guild had been his sanctuary, a place where he could be powerful, where he could be someone important.
And yet, in this world, he had surpassed even those heights. He was no longer just a powerful player in a virtual game—he was a ruler, a being of immense strength, and a force that shaped the destiny of nations. His rise to power had been methodical, calculated, and relentless. But despite all this, there were still moments when he wondered what his former guildmates would think if they could see him now.
Ainz glanced around the hall, taking in the sight of his loyal servants. They were more than just creations now. They were living, thinking beings who revered him as their supreme leader. But deep down, Ainz still missed the camaraderie he had shared with his old friends—the laughs, the strategy meetings, the late-night dungeon raids. Would they have supported him in his conquest of this world? Would they have understood the decisions he had made?
He shook his head, dismissing the thought. It didn't matter now. He was alone in this world, and he had responsibilities that far outweighed the nostalgia of the past.
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New Strength, New Decisions
Ainz's attention returned to the present as he considered his newfound strength. The evolution of the ant army had granted him more than just raw power—it had enhanced his ability to command, to manipulate, and to grow his influence. And now, with the ability to summon an additional servant, the possibilities were even greater.
He briefly entertained the idea of summoning a being from another world. In Yggdrasil, there had been countless other realms and dimensions, filled with powerful creatures and unique abilities. If he could summon one of those beings, it would undoubtedly bolster Nazarick's forces and solidify his rule. But there were risks. Ainz was not one to act rashly. There was always the chance that summoning such a being could introduce an unknown variable, one that could jeopardize everything he had built.
No, he would wait. He would gather more information, test the limits of this new power, and only summon a new servant when the time was right. Caution had served him well so far, and he would not abandon it now.
For now, he would focus on mastering the abilities he had gained from the ants. Each new power, from acid rain to bullet-time, was a tool he could use to further his plans. Some of the skills, like farming or singing, seemed trivial at first glance, but Ainz knew better than to underestimate any ability. In the right hands, even the most mundane skill could be turned into a weapon.
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Returning to Nazarick
After spending time in his dimension, Ainz decided it was time to return to the physical world. With a simple thought, he activated the spell that allowed him to leave his personal realm, reappearing in the throne room of Nazarick.
The atmosphere was just as cold and silent as it had been before, but Ainz felt different now. He was stronger, more prepared for what lay ahead. The orc threat was still looming, but with the alliance of the noble families secured and his newfound power growing, Ainz knew that he was ready for whatever challenges would come.
He rose from his throne, his mind already turning to the next steps. The world was ripe for the taking, and Ainz Ooal Gown would seize it—one calculated move at a time.
For now, though, he would continue to observe, to gather strength, and to wait for the perfect moment to strike. His time was coming, and when it did, the world would bow before him.
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In the dim light of Nazarick's throne room, the Overlord stood alone, his thoughts drifting between past and future. The game had changed, but the rules were still the same—survival, dominance, and control.
And Ainz Ooal Gown would master them all.
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Hey_you_there This chapter was a pivotal moment for Ainz's character, both in terms of his growing power and his reflective mindset. I wanted to explore not only his increasing strength but also the inner conflict between his new life as an Overlord and the memories of his past as Suzuki Satoru. By giving him access to a personal dimension, a place where his authority is unmatched, I aimed to illustrate how far Ainz has come since the days of playing a game with his friends.
The tension between nostalgia and ambition plays a key role in Ainz's journey. While he holds dear the memories of his guildmates and his time in Yggdrasil, he is now a ruler, responsible for a new group of loyal followers. This responsibility weighs heavily on him, and I wanted to capture that balance between looking back at what he's lost and forging ahead into the unknown.
Another theme I wanted to touch on in this chapter is caution. Despite the immense power he now wields, Ainz remains methodical and wary. His decision not to summon a being from another world reflects his strategic mindset, always considering the potential risks. This approach is what makes Ainz such a compelling character—he’s not reckless or consumed by power but is instead patient, calculating, and always thinking ahead.
This chapter also served as a bridge between past and future events, setting the stage for even more significant developments. The presence of his servants in the guild base reinforces the sense of loyalty and support around him, while his growing powers hint at the grander conflicts and challenges that lie ahead.
In many ways, this chapter was about Ainz reclaiming control—not just over the physical world but over his personal space, his memories, and his destiny. It’s a testament to his evolution from a salaryman to a ruler, yet it also shows that deep down, the person he once was still lingers beneath the surface, guiding his choices.
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