Indeed, while Yggdrasill had a massive background design, it has been confirmed that many of its plot designs referenced mythology. The story updates in the game's final version reached the Valhalla and Valkyrie arcs. Although other worlds and mythological systems existed in the game's setting—such as God and the appearance of NPCs like Angels—the official story updates primarily focused on Norse Mythology.
In mythology, Norse myths eventually lead to destruction in the finale of Ragnarök. Although the divine office of 'Dusk' does not exist in actual mythology, this is a game setting after all. To satisfy Players' preferences and for a potential sequel, it's possible they created a Goddess as the final trial.
Rather, Suzuki Satoru couldn't think of any other possibility. It couldn't be a mere coincidence that the Goddess of Dusk and Ragnarök shared the same theme. Moreover, there is now information proving that the Players' transportation is likely related to this Goddess of Dusk. Thus, there is only one conceivable possibility: the Goddess of Dusk is the Main Body of Ragnarök. Perhaps this heterogeneous world is just a leaf of the World Tree from Yggdrasill, and now the flames of Dusk have begun to burn.
However, for now,
there are still some points he doesn't understand. Why did the Goddess of Dusk bring Players here, and what exactly was his original world? To say the Goddess of Dusk needs the Players' help is impossible; the gap in power is too vast for that to be necessary. Furthermore, he didn't think Players would work for the Goddess of Dusk. This wasn't a game; Players wouldn't help her even if just for the sake of their own lives.
While Suzuki Satoru was thinking, Ainz Ooal Gown himself disappeared. After all, though they were two souls, their relationship was like two sides of the same coin. It was only because of his class and racial traits that a new soul was born. After all, the Undead race consists of monsters born with new souls after death, surviving by inheriting the memories of the original living being. Suzuki Satoru's current situation was that his soul as an Undead had been born, but his previous soul hadn't completely died out yet.
Moreover, because Ainz Ooal Gown could not think of a way to clear this current 'dungeon' no matter how much he pondered, he pulled out the nearly-dead Suzuki Satoru to take over. It was as simple as that.
It wasn't that Ainz Ooal Gown had simply vanished; this Undead was also thinking. It was just that compared to his current self, whose karma value was negative, he felt it would be more convenient for Suzuki Satoru to handle the upcoming matters.
In fact, Ainz Ooal Gown had been using Suzuki Satoru's soul to disguise himself all along, which was why he often acted strangely, unlike a truly evil King of the Undead. Yet, he would sometimes suddenly reveal a cruel and heartless side. This was the result of Ainz Ooal Gown recycling Suzuki Satoru's soul; otherwise, he would have eliminated that soul long ago.
Suzuki Satoru glanced down cautiously. As expected, sitting in this position made him feel very uneasy. And didn't these NPCs look terrifying? If he had known, he would have suggested that everyone in the guild create some more wholesome NPCs. Then they wouldn't be in this situation where Sebas is the only normal person in such a large guild. If he said the wrong thing next, they shouldn't be able to tell something was wrong, right... If they found out he wasn't the Undead Ainz Ooal Gown anymore, but a trash Player who almost got killed right after crossing over... No, this secret must never be exposed!
"Ahem."
"I thank you all for being here."
Suzuki Satoru mimicked the way 'himself' spoke in his memories. Although Ainz Ooal Gown had a very active inner monologue because of absorbing his soul, Ainz Ooal Gown was a powerhouse who could adapt and control his speech at any time. Could he really manage to imitate that?
"To receive a summons from Ainz-sama is our honor. To receive your thanks is a matter of immense trepidation and the highest glory. Please give us your orders, Ainz-sama; we shall pledge our lives to serve you!"
Led by Demiurge, the group knelt toward Suzuki Satoru on the throne. Suzuki Satoru, who had words on the tip of his tongue, suddenly and pathetically triggered a passive skill, but the skill didn't seem to work properly.
"Momonga-sama, please give us your orders."
Albedo suddenly approached and whispered this into Suzuki Satoru's ear. Suzuki Satoru looked at Albedo in shock and saw an exquisitely beautiful smile.
Even if it was just caused by the settings.
It was still wonderful!
Suzuki Satoru's mood suddenly became cheerful, and he didn't even pay attention to Ainz Ooal Gown's complaints. No man could refuse Albedo. Rather, Ainz Ooal Gown, who could actually do so, was indeed an Undead who didn't understand emotions. Even after devouring his soul, Ainz Ooal Gown would never be able to learn this.
"You idiot, don't you feel any guilt? That was the result of your meddling hands!"
Ainz Ooal Gown cursed loudly.
Was it that he didn't understand? It was because of the 'good deed' Suzuki Satoru had done that he couldn't help but constantly suspect Albedo's feelings were impure, filling his heart with guilt.
"Everyone, prepare for war. Our enemy is the Dusk that even gods must fall before. The enemy is incomparably powerful; even Ainz Ooal Gown at his peak would find it incredibly difficult to clear this. However, a strategy for victory does exist. Please believe in me and act with me. First, we must create military forces..."
Revitalized by a single sentence from Albedo, Suzuki Satoru began to take action. Although all his abilities were merely at a mortal level and completely incomparable to the Ainz Ooal Gown born from his soul, there was one thing he was better at than Ainz Ooal Gown: his resolve as a weakling. No matter how cautious Ainz Ooal Gown appeared, as the King of the Undead, he never truly considered himself weak.
But Suzuki Satoru was different.
Because he remembered clearly that he had always been weak. If not for the encouragement of others and someone giving him a hand, he could never have reached this stage. His strategy didn't seek perfection or profit; he simply wanted to clear the game.
"Do not mistake our goal. Our enemy is the Goddess Cult, not the Goddess of Dusk. Do not mistake our position; we are not an evil group, but heroes saving the world. Even if we are doubted at first because of our appearances, as long as people see our determination, they will naturally support us. Do not overestimate our strength. Seeking reinforcements is mandatory. Send out requests for support to the powerhouses of this world, including that hero from just now."
"This is a world-class event. Never has"
a single guild been able to clear such an event alone, not even the top one or two guilds in the world. Recognize this fact and start moving. We must survive!"
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