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Assistant: Title: The Lightning of Nazarick
        Author: zevra1elf zevra1elf 
        Chapter: 9/18 
        Summary: A last request. That was what brought Riku to be on the Yggdrassil server in Nazarick before the servers shut down for good. Momonga is glad for the company, especially when they are transported to a strange new world. After all, why wouldn't he be happy to have Yggdrassil's most infamous Informant at his side in a new world where information is more valuable then blood?
        Contents: Chapter 9: A different perspective
    

    

        
          
          
            While Ainz and Riku are away Demiurge keeps a careful watch over the two and their conquests. He watches and admires the intelligence and fatal beauty Riku possessed, learning more about him than anticipated. Whether or not what he learns is true is another thing.
          
        

      
        
          Cannon typical violence and some mildly nsfw content. Enjoy!
            
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    “Maximum security?” Demiurge repeated back to Sebas, who nodded his head in agreement with the demon’s words. “Yes. Lords Momonga and Gekigami have left for a village on Nazarick’s borders with the company of Albedo. I suspect they intend to test their powers on the humans the soldiers attacking the town.” The demon tenses at those words, his tail swaying in mild agitation as he processes what that meant. The last two Supreme Beings were away from Nazarick and there was nothing he could do about it. “I see.” He mumbled, moving to the throne room where he could better control the defenses of Nazarick. “Were scouts sent along with them?” He asked Sebas, who was following behind him, the butler nodding in acknowledgment. “Only those who can use stealth and invisibility skills but I believe it will be more than what is necessary to protect our Lord should a true foe appear.” He stops in his tracks as Demiurge ascends to the throne where the controls could be accessed, sending a Tomb wide alert to increase defenses. “You seem agitated Demiurge.” The butler pointed out after having observed the increasing sway of his comrade’s tail, the defense commander letting out a huff while shaking his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” The demon state’s bluntly, Sebas thinking for a moment before he looks to the mirror of remote observation beside the throne. Albedo had used it to locate Lord Momonga’s exact location but had left it on shortly after her departure. He was never one to encourage behavior that might go against their Lord’s but at the same time Demiurge being on edge might affect his ability to command should the Tomb come under attack in their master’s absence. “Well, the Mirror of Remote Viewing seems to still be active. Perhaps Albedo left it as such so you could observe our Lords’ in action and provide support if needed.” Demiurge stopped moving the screens in front of him for a moment, looking down to Sebas and then over to the side at the mirror. He knew exactly what the butler was doing and there was a chance that doing so would be acting against the wishes of the Supreme Beings. Yet he could not deny that having the mirror close by in case Gekigami needed help.“Perhaps she did. Thank you Sebas, you may go now.” He states plainly, waiting until the man had left the throne room entirely before he walked over to the mirror, retrieving it and bring it over to where he was working. He moves the image through the mirror until he finds the three hovering in the sky, descending into the massacre from below. Demiurge smiles at the sight of the crimson-stained sleeve of Gekigami’s kimono, confirming he had partaken in the slaughter of these filthy humans.Seeing no threat to his Lord of fiance his mind is put at ease, concentrating on securing the tomb until from the corner of his eye he noticed Gekigami leaving out on his own. Curiously he reaches out to the mirror to follow the archer in his task, smirking as the man appeared to chase after the soldiers that Lord Ainz had previously allowed to flee. He watches intently as he draws his bow back, frowning when he saw nothing on the bow’s string. Yet when the bow’s string was released a human almost immediately went down, Demiurge raising a brow at the perplexing riddle.This time he zooms in on the bow, intent to learn the secret of the man’s invisible attack. Even then he needs to squint his eyes to see what he had been missing the first time; the small silver line that was Gekigami’s arrow of choice. To hit a target with such a small arrow with such accuracy required incredible skill and he couldn’t help but grin when three humans fell at the same time. “Beautiful.” He breathed out, zooming out to watch Gekigami collect his quarry, humming gently to himself before he looked back to his screens.Then he heard Gekigami’s voice in his mind, a bright smile coming across his face as he turns around and adjusts his suit in the mirror. He was never what one might call a vain individual but he took pride in his appearance, running a hand over his slicked-back hair, adjusting tie with a smile. Then he opens a portal, stepping through to join Gekigami on the open field, preening before Lord Ulbert’s brother.His eyes then turned to the silver arrows, kneeling down and plucking the silver needle sticking out through the middle of the man’s spine. A paralyzing shot to be sure though there had to be something more. “So, these are your arrows.” Demiurge hummed out, twirling the arrow between his fingers, feeling how surprisingly cold the needle was despite having gone straight through a body. “Are they coated in paralysis poison perhaps?” The demon asks as he stands up, all while examining the arrow closely to try and find some sort of extra implement to the otherwise simply elegant weapon.“For once you’re incorrect Demiurge. I’d go into the details but right now I still have a task to do.” The demon frowns in mild confusion as Gekigami plucks the arrow from his fingers, looking at the other with a raised brow. Well, that was such a waste; if it really was just an arrow then that meant these humans felt no pain upon impact. It boggled the archfiend’s mind why such an opportunity to begin these low life’s suffering would go to waste. “You were awfully quick to get here Demiurge...could it be you were watching?” Those words caused the evil being to freeze, hearing glass shatter in his mind as he was caught in the act. Demiurge catches himself quickly, standing up while clearing his throat to appear calm and collected rather than embarrassed. “There is nothing more pleasing to watch than my Lord’s crushing these lower lifeform’s under their feet.” He says while opening a portal to Nazarick’s frozen prison. “I’ll take these humans to the fifth floor and tell Neuronist to begin her interrogation.” With that he begins tossing the humans through the portal, entering quickly after the last body and closing it shut behind them.“Of course he would notice! He probably knew I was watching him the entire time!” Demiurge hissed to himself, smacking his head with the palm of his head, shutting his eyes, breath coming out in puffs of cold air. He pulls off his glasses, glancing down at his newest playthings, frowning. “I wonder. Can you even feel the cold like this?” He asked, kneeling down and yanking one man by his hair, forcing him to look up at his jeweled eyes. “If I cut you or your friend, will you know whose blood it is? If I cut off a foot from you and show it to you, will you be able to tell it’s your’s?”He pauses, a lightbulb turning on in his mind as he cackles, letting the human drop to the ground uselessly. “Of course! It wasn’t about physical pain it was about the psychological torment!” Demiurge grinned, looking down at the humans to mock them, his eyes lighting up. “I can only imagine what it was like, running for your lives, freedom so close, feeling the air in your lungs, the dirt beneath your feet and then suddenly, nothing!” The gems in his eyes nearly glow as his tail began to wag faster, his mind racing with each new thought.“You must have looked down to try and find what hit you but I bet you couldn’t see Gekigami’s needles. It must have been as if your body suddenly stopped and the chance you had vanished while the last of you ran away without so much as looking back!” Demiurge cackled, hearing his tail smack against an ice-covered pillar, the sound echoing through the empty prison and causing him to stop, catching his breath and wiping a tear from his eye. “What immortal hand or eye, could frame such fearful symmetry?” Demiurge mused, hearing the attendants of Neuronist approaching. “There you are.” He mused, motioning to the human trash laid at his feet. “Heal these humans and then have Neauronist begin her interrogation. I would oversee it myself but until Lord Momonga returns I am over the defense of the tomb.” He sighs, shaking his head as he turns on his heel, opening another portal. “I do envy her. It’s been a long time since we’ve had fresh creatures to toy with.” With those words said he steps back through the portal, moving back to his position in front of the screens to continue his work.Of course, he kept an eye of his masters the entire time, watching as Lord Momonga masterfully manipulates the soldiers of the nearby kingdom, approaching the blasphemous mages with confidence. Meanwhile Gekigami had taken a flanking position, waiting for anyone foolish enough to try and escape their inevitable flank. Honestly, it would be so much easier for them to bow to their superiors and offer their lives to the Supreme Beings.He snorts as one human foolishly lobs a pebble in the direction of their Lord, Albedo reflecting the shot straight at the sender, knocking his head clean off. “Well done Albedo.” The demon muses, pausing as some of the humans begin to run away from the fight, chuckling. “Now then,” he shifts the mirror back to his fiance, (such a lovely word), smiling fondly as the archer moves into an attacking position. “What shall you do, Riku?” He breathes out softly, watching expectantly as the man launches himself forward.He can already tell this time will be far different from earlier, the man gathering several bunches of arrows rather than single needles. Demiurge eagerly turns the mirror to the fleeing humans, zooming in on them so he can get a close eye on the carnage. He knows something special is going to happen when the bundles miss their marks and sure enough they separate before suddenly defying gravity and shooting downwards. His smile splits into a sharp-toothed grin as the bodies convulse in the air, a rain of silver and crimson trickling down.The process is repeated twice, three, no, four times, at least he thinks. The bodies are torn apart by the rain of arrows and while their ragdoll like forms are a sight to behold he’s even more eager to see the thunder demon’s reaction. Green eyes widen, a gasp leaving his throat as his mouth hangs open. There the Supreme Being stands beneath it all, arms outstretched, face turned upwards, embracing the downpour of blood. Purest white is stained crimson with blood and in that moment something snaps into place and Demiurge’s heart skips a beat. “Ah,” he breathes out, a hand reaching up and laying over his own heart, Demiurge completely mesmerized by the tiger demon in the mirror. He had tortured countless humans, seen the forty-one Supreme Being’s stand in all their glory but in that moment the strategist could honestly say he had never seen a more beautiful sight. His heart fluttered, stomach doing flips, even feeling a bit of drool pass the corner of his lips. Was this what was driving Albedo and Shalltear crazy these days? His affixation grows into concern however, perking up as Gekigami suddenly jerks his hand down, seeming noticeably distressed by something. The defense commander's concern grows further as the tiger begins to pace before opening a portal and retreating through it, looking to the screens and noting the man had emerged at the baths. Demiurge bites his lip as his eyes dart between the mirror and the screens, noting that Albedo and Lord Momonga walked away unharmed from the fight. They would no doubt be returning shortly.Demiurge, can you hear me? The archfiend grows stiff at his Lord’s voice ringing his head, fearing that the sorcerer had somehow heard his blasphemous thoughts. He had just been entertaining the idea of leaving his incredibly important post to check on his fiance who was undoubtedly unharmed but still somehow distressed. Yes, My Lord. Albedo and I will be returning to Nazarick soon. I would like you to check on Gekigami...he says he’s unharmed but he has always been the sort to deny it when something is wrong. Somewhere shortly after Lord Momonga’s request, the demon began to walk, opening a portal to the bathhouses without a second thought. Of course, Lord Momonga. I will check in on him immediately. With that he passes through the portal, taking in a breath to compose himself, spotting one of the maids assigned to the bathhouse carrying the stained kimono calmly out of the changing room to be washed. “Excuse me, maid.” She pauses, the woman perking up and bowing to Demiurge, looking up at him after doing so. “Sekken, correct?” She nods in acknowledgment, smiling up at the archfiend. “That is right. I am thankful the Supreme Lord Momonga blessed me with a name.”Before they were teleported here to this world a large majority of the maids were simply named ‘Maid’, which was perfectly fine by them. Lord Momonga, however, had seen that each maid had given each individual a name in order to keep things streamlined, a stroke of brilliance in Demiurge’s mind and a treasure that the servants would covet for all eternity. Now was not the time to reminiscence on the past however, he had a task to complete. “How is Lord Gekigami?” Demiurge asked, Sekken’s smile fading, looking to the door leading to the changing room, frowning slightly. “He is unwounded.” She began, looking back to the Floor Guardian with a worried expression. “He seems troubled though. His eyes looked distant like he was thinking about something else.” She stated, The guardian frowning before he waved her off gently. “I see. Thank you Sekken, you may go.” She bows once more before she headed to the washrooms to clean the stained silk.Demiurge then turns to the changing room doors, taking in a breath before heading through the doors, the sound of running water filling his ears. He takes a few steps forward to pass into the men’s washroom before stopping, hand hovering near the door before he jerked it back. “It’s very rude to walk in on someone while bathing.” He muttered, tail twitching as he thought, beginning to pace. “I need to check on Riku though...but he’s my fiance!” He hissed out, removing his glasses and snapped them shut, tucking them into his pocket. “It would be unbecoming of me to simply barge in there! Lord Momonga told me to check on him though.” He debates the dilemma set before him, weighing respecting the archer’s privacy or following the Supreme One’s orders. When he hears the sound of metal running along glass though he doesn’t get to answer, panic-filled him for a moment as his emotions cause him to barge into the room. “Riku. Are you well?” The demon asked, looking to the demon kneeling on the ground, hand resting on the glass mirror in front of him.The look of desperation in Gekigami’s ruby eyes made his heartache, taking a hesitant step forward. “Demiurge,” Riku whispers out, the demon unable to help himself as he quickly closed the distance between them, not caring as water poured over him and drenching his precious suit, prioritizing the tiger’s well being instead. “Are you injured?” Demiurge asked, kneeling beside him and placing a hand on his cheek, his expression growing concerned.Gekigami stares for a moment, opening his mouth to reassure the other that he was fine when the strategist began to comb him over for wounds. “Even the slightest scratch can cause great pain if tinted with poison.” “Demiurge.” Riku began, face growing red as the man’s hands ran over his form slowly, checking over his pale flesh for any strange marks. “You mustn't be silent if something is bothering you Riku. I am here to support you and bearing this burden by yourself causes Lord Momonga great grief.” “Demiurge.” This time Gekigami spoke with more conviction, his tail thumping against the ground in agitation as the demon continued to gloss over his body for wounds, fingers pressing into every curve and contour of the thunder demon’s form. “If Lord Ulbert found out I let any harm befall you he would,” “DEMIURGE!” Gekigami roared out, the only warning of his passive ability activating being the crackle of electricity before his static shield activated.Normally he would believe such an attack wouldn’t do too much damage to the Floor Guardian but they were both wet and surrounded by water. Thus when lightning struck it sent the demon rolling across the room, landing somewhere in the middle of it with a groan. “For the love of Ainz Ooal Gown would you listen?!” Gekigami growled out, exiting the spray of water and wrapping a towel around his waist. “I am fine! Just got covered in human blood is all! I don’t need you to play doctor for that!” He growled out, stomping across the room to where the door separating the washroom and the hot springs was. “I am going to soak if Momonga needs me he can find me there.” With that the archer disappeared beyond the door, Demiurge staring up at the ceiling in confusion. What had he done wrong? He was just checking Gekigami for wounds, using his hands to move the informant about and...ah. The realization of what he had done, the man banging his head on the ground, closing his eyes. How could he be so stupid?! He had let his emotions get the better of him and got carried away.The Archfiend’s face burned with embarrassment before he stands up, opening a portal back to the seventh floor, retreating back to his temple. The water drenching his clothes made the heat of his home feel sweltering but this was a small punishment for the crime he had committed. How was he supposed to go forward with his courtship when he had been so stupid?! For a moment the former NPC wondered why Lord Ulbert did not give him any sort of insight on how such a thing should be done was beyond him. More than likely Itsuki had wanted their courtship to be natural without giving either side any cheats. That sounded right, both a test and a way to tease poor Demiurge, one that the demon now felt he had failed miserably. How was he supposed to come back from this when he had so very clearly violated Gekigami’s personal privacy?!Then a lightbulb in his head lit up, hope springing forth in his chest as he recalled something. There was one person in the tomb of Nazarick who was always calm, even one he had a hundred men and women who would throw themselves at his feet. A man whose tactical knowledge rivaled his own and one who was clearly closer to Riku than all the other NPCs combined!Lord Momonga? Demiurge messages the mage without hesitation, getting a quick response from his lord now that he was back in Nazarick. Ah, Demiurge. I was just about to call you. I wanted to discuss what Albedo and I learned while away and what Neuronist has ringed from our guests so far. Perfect! They could discuss tactics alone and then Demiurge could ask the grand mage about Gekigami. Perhaps he should go ahead and ask him for permission to openly court the thunder demon as well?
  Of course my Lord. I’m on my way.

  
  

    
      
        
        
          Ah yes, overthinking, the fatal flaw of the massively intelligent. Demiurge has his hands full, literally and figuratively. Anyway, I really hope you enjoy this chapter and if you have any questions, concerns or just want to gush about the story let me know!'
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