Overlord: The Multiverse

"Alright, it's settled. I have an important announcement to make," declared Touch Me, rising from his seat with an air of solemnity.

The entire clan turned their attention towards him, but instead of speaking right away, Touch Me paused dramatically, letting the tension build.

After what felt like an eternity, Touch Me cleared his throat and began to speak, his voice steady but serious. "I'm thinking of dissolving the clan."

The announcement hung in the air, and for a moment, silence reigned supreme. Then, as if on cue, chaos erupted.

As Touch Me made his unexpected announcement, the tension in the room skyrocketed faster than a newbie's heart rate during their first PvP match.

The silence that followed was as thick as Peroroncino's plot to start a harem, and just as awkward.

Then, with all the dramatic flair of a villain revealing their evil plan, Touch Me finally spoke up. "I'm thinking of dissolving the clan."

Cue the chaos.

Ulbert, ever the master of sarcasm, wasted no time in throwing shade. "Oh, what a surprise. Did your Wifey leave you this morning because of your hero complex? Is that why you're dissolving the clan?" he quipped, earning a collective gasp from the clan members.

But Touch Me wasn't about to let Ulbert's jabs go unanswered. With a smirk, he fired back, "At least I have a Wifey, unlike someone who's married to his ego."

Ulbert raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Touché. But at least my ego doesn't crumble under pressure like someone's leadership skills," he retorted, the banter heating up faster than Blue Planet's fiery magic attacks.

Meanwhile, Momonga, ever the mediator, attempted to diffuse the tension. "Guys, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Maybe Touch Me has a valid reason for wanting to dissolve the clan," he suggested, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the verbal sparring happening around him.

But before anyone could respond, Warrior Takemikazuchi chimed in with his own brand of humor. "Well, if the clan dissolves, at least we won't have to deal with Touch Me's obsession with justice anymore," he joked, earning a round of laughter from the clan members.

Touch Me rolled his eyes playfully. "Hey, justice isn't an obsession, it's a way of life," he quipped back, the tension in the room easing slightly as the clan members settled into a rhythm of playful banter.

"So tell me, Touch me, Why do you mean by devolving the clan." I asked.

He explained that at this point, they can hardly be called a Clan any longer. So what he's planning is, he wants to upgrade themselves by creating a guild of their own. The timing is quite good too, since if they're successful with their upcoming Raid, then they will gain their very own Guild Base immediately.

"So that's why I wanted to dissolve the clan, so we can create a Guild. Everyone, what do you think about that?" Touch Me ended his explanation as he asked his Clan-mates' opinion about his idea.

Ulbert chimed in, unable to resist adding his signature wit to the conversation. "I guess it's time we upgrade from being a ragtag group of misfits to a full-fledged guild of misfits."

I couldn't help but chuckle at Ulbert's remark, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I suppose it's time we put on our big boy pants and join the big leagues,"

After Touch Me's proposal, the atmosphere among the clan members shifted from uncertainty to excitement. The creation of a guild had been a topic of discussion for some time, so everyone was relieved that Touch Me had brought it up.

Naturally, the idea was met with unanimous agreement. It seemed that all of us had been eagerly awaiting this moment, and now that it had arrived, we wasted no time in planning and discussing the details of our new guild.

As for me, I had been anticipating this moment for what felt like ages, so I readily agreed to Touch Me's proposal.

However, Touch Me's next announcement caught most us all off guard—excluding me. He expressed his intention to step down as leader, citing the past incident that had caused discord within the clan. It was clear that he felt responsible for what had transpired, and he didn't want history to repeat itself.

Instead, he proposed that I take on the role of guild leader. His reasoning was sound—I was a founding member of Nine's Own Goal, a skilled player, and had strong relationships with all of us.

When Touch Me turned to me and asked for my opinion, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and responsibility. This was the moment I had been waiting for—the opportunity to lead my friends on a new adventure.

With practiced dramatic flair, I stepped forward and delivered my carefully rehearsed chuunibyou line. "It is my honor to become the leader of this new guild and guide my fellow heteromorphs to new heights that you never dreamed of before, and to crush any obstacles that stand in our way."

The reaction from my clanmates was a mix of amusement and encouragement, and I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at their support.

Wish death was here with me to see this.

After my speech, we turned our attention to choosing a name for our guild. After much deliberation, we settled on the name "Ainz Ooal Gown," a nod to our shared history and the adventures that lay ahead of us.

With our guild officially formed and me at the helm, we were ready to embark on the next chapter of our journey in YGGDRASIL.

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[In my patron, Gaming arc and Highschool DXD arc ended and Demon Slayer Arc just started.]