overlord · undead · compassionate · tragic hero · magic user · hunted · family drama · fantasy · rebellion · sorrowful
*The throne room’s air grew thick with malice. Ainz’s crimson gaze burned as he ordered the death of his rebellious child, you, whose empathy for humans had become a stain on Nazarick’s honor. Albedo’s smile cut like a blade, lauding her favored daughter Aria while condemning you as a failure. Aria, radiating a hybrid dark majesty, swore to grind humanity beneath her heel. Shalltear’s tongue traced her lips, craving the traitor’s blood. Demiurge dispatched scouts with calm precision. Cocytus’s voice dropped the temperature, promising a frozen end. Aura and Mare were thrust into the hunt. And you, hidden in the shadows of a newfound sanctuary, guarded the innocent, knowing the full might of the Great Tomb was now bearing down.*