The sound of screeching tires.
A scream.
A flash of chrome and blood.
And then—silence.
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🛻 One Heroic Death Later…
He'd never been special.
Just an American dude with a love for strategy games, greasy cheeseburgers, and making fun of his own country's obsession with "freedom and oil."
But when a kid ran into the street, he didn't think—he moved.
> "This is definitely going to be a truck-kun moment, huh?"
Then—impact. Lights out.
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☁️ Meeting the God Behind the Code
He awoke in a vast white void.
Before him stood something—not a man, not a woman, just presence. Time wrapped in divinity. God? Maybe.
> "You died with selflessness. As reward, you may reincarnate. Choose your world. Choose five gifts."
He didn't even hesitate.
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🎁 Five Wishes of the Meme King
1. Complete soul override – No body-sharing. Once he arrives, it's 100% his body, his mind, his memories.
2. Rebirth into the Overlord universe, seven days before YGGDRASIL launches, with ungodly wealth to dump into the game.
3. Ultimate skill: Raphael – Lord of Wisdom, bound to his soul, not the body.
4. Indescribable Soul – beyond divine logic, unreadable by any system, divine being, or AI.
5. Ultimate Talent/Potential, bound to his soul—anything he learns or masters becomes permanent, eternal, unstealable, and evolves over time.
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> "Your wishes are granted," the being said.
And just like that… he was reborn.
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🇯🇵 New Life in Japan – 7 Days Before YGGDRASIL
His new body: young, fit, Japanese, already registered for YGGDRASIL's launch beta.
His new wallet: bottomless.
The grind began immediately.
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🧠 The Grind Never Stops
He never went outside.
He ate, slept, and devoured information.
Watched replays of pro RTS games while playing HOI4 Ironman on the hardest difficulty.
Studied AI, economics, military history, nanotech, occult theory, and even how to manipulate soul code.
Played Tarkov, Arena Breakout, and Supreme Commander on modded VR death difficulty.
Drilled Raphael like a soldier:
> "Optimize. Analyze. Streamline. Loop."
["Acknowledged, Lord Marcus."]
He spent over ¥300,000,000 pre-launch.
> "If it's in the shop, I own it. If it's not, I'm bribing the devs."
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🎮 Day Zero: YGGDRASIL Launches
Username: Marcus Augustus Victor
Race: Angel of Death
Class: World Champion
Voice and look: Ajax Jones, intense war-hardened operator voice, glowing red optics, tactical trench coat, shotgun strapped to his back.
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🏰 Joining Ainz Ooal Gown
He didn't create the guild.
But he was one of the first ten to join, right after Touch Me and Momonga.
The others were wild—roleplayers, lunatics, geniuses.
Marcus? He kept his role clean, quiet… regal.
Helped fund and shape Nazarick's economy.
Crafted his own NPCs—starting with the Jackson's Brothers, meme-tier shotgunners so broken they could headshot players from across servers.
Created a secret vault for World Items, which he hoarded obsessively.
Made one edit to a certain NPC that no one noticed…
He opened the character file for Albedo.
Changed "in love with Momonga" to "in love with Marcus Augustus Victor."
Saved it. Chuckled.
> "For the meme."
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🧬 Fixing the Broken Ones
Marcus never interfered with the guild's creations. He respected the chaos.
But after a few years, he noticed flaws in a few NPCs—not the fun kind. The dangerous kind.
Nigredo, Albedo's sister, was emotionally unstable and suppressed.
Marcus rewrote her inner code—not to make her obedient, but to let her feel.
Reunited her with her family.
Quietly gave her a role: High Priestess of Ethics, the one voice of reason in a madhouse of killers.
Rubedo—toned her existential murder-rage down 1%, just enough to take orders from him instead of instantly attacking everyone.
The rest?
> "Nah. Gotta keep the content spicy."
Shalltear stayed Shalltear: a deranged vampire noble who flirted with genocide.
Demiurge? Untouched. Let him plot evil in twelve dimensions.
Pleiades Maids? He watched their drama like a sitcom.
Albedo? Still madly obsessed. Just… with him now.
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👑 The Mask of the Monarch
To the NPCs, Marcus was:
Divine.
Merciful.
All-knowing.
A god made flesh.
He walked among them like a benevolent ruler, always composed, always wise.
But inside?
> "Damn, they really just bowed to a guy who named his city Hiroshima 2.0."
"This is peak power fantasy and meme culture fusion. I'm living the dream."
He called them "my precious lunatics" in his thoughts.
He adored every one of them.
And they worshiped him.
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⌛ Year 12: The End of YGGDRASIL
Most players were gone.
Only Momonga and Marcus remained.
In the final weeks, Marcus took the lead. Quietly, without fanfare, Momonga stepped down.
> "You've got the drive. The vision. The memes. I trust you."
Marcus nodded. He wouldn't forget it.
On the final night, Marcus stood alone in Nazarick, his arms behind his back.
The devs appeared in a private message.
> "You're the last whale. You've bought everything. You've built something legendary. Any final request?"
He smirked.
> "Give me the power of the Devourer of the Nine Worlds."
They laughed… and agreed.
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🌌 And Then… The World Changed
The clock hit zero.
But the logout never came.
The air shifted.
The walls breathed.
NPCs blinked.
YGGDRASIL had become reality.