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The Hundred Reigns 88: ???
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Louis had planned this.
Simon’s amazement at his older brother’s cunning was only matched by the pure, agonizing pain rippling through his body and soul. A flame hotter than a volcano’s heart burned within him, searing its way to the very essence of the Overlord Class.
Warmonger IV negated by Mana Sword!
Unyielding Essence IV negated by Mana Sword!
Alchemist’s Poison activated! Poison Ailment transferred by Lovestruck to Euphemia!
Alchemist’s Poison activated! Poison Ailment!
Anti-Heal Ailment! Necrophobia Ailment! Doom Ailment!
Darkbound negated by Mana Sword–
Countless notifications flooded his eyes and mind by the hundreds while his body went into a state of shock. All of his Class’ incredible protections faltered like night recoiling from the rising sunlight. Poison flowed through his veins and rotted them from within, but the damage to his flesh paled compared to the spiritual agony of the Light burning its way through his miasma.
The Mana Sword had done more than strike at Simon Magnos.
It had landed a blow on the Overlord itself.
It had struck at his very Class.
“I didn’t want to admit it… even though I knew the truth deep down…” Lauriane’s voice broke down in a mix of cold rage and despair, tears raining down her cheeks even as she drove the sword further into his chest. “We’re just tools to you! Pawns to be used and discard–”
“Teraburn!”
Belzemine’s spell struck Lauriane in a blast of intense, white-blue fire that propelled her across the room. Lauriane’s Class outfit changed to that of the Alchemist’s, which protected her from the flames, but she still hit the opposite wall.
“Your Majesty!” Belzemine rushed to his side, immediately assessed the wound in his chest, and then tried to pull out the sword to remove its Anti-Heal effect.
She meant well, but it only made it worse.
The Mana Sword’s blade glowed bright the moment she touched the grip. Whereas the sacred power within it once burned like magma, it now became more radiant than the heart of the sun itself. Light poured out of Simon’s armor and consumed him from within. He tried to scream, but only golden beams poured out of his mouth. The walls shook all around them with snake-like hisses coming out from Frightwall’s ancient stones.
And as Simon’s existence unraveled, so did time itself.
Simon’s vision blurred. Belzemine seemed to split in two as she looked over him, two versions of herself overlapping; one a living elf with tears of despair raining down her cheeks, the other a screaming, rotting corpse. Euphemia and the rest of the council broke the nearby doors and rushed in.
“What’s going on here?! The whole castle is shaki–” The Empress’ eyes widened upon seeing Simon impaled on the Mana Sword, her skin gaining a deathly pallor. The other councilors froze in place, with the likes of Shabram covering their mouth in horror or Dassein rushing to his sister’s side. “By the Light…”
They were all wrong, all of them, dividing between two overlapping figures; one half alive and well, the other a shambling corpse. The flood of notifications fizzled out into one as a shadow loomed over Simon.
The future is shrouded in darkness.
The Keeper of the Throne had appeared.
Unlike everyone and everything else, it alone did not blur nor divide. Its single crystal-eye glowed with the dark halo of the comet Abraxas while darkness pulsed from beneath its robes. Its hand reached for Belzemine’s throat and grabbed it with inhuman strength until it lifted her above the ground. She tried to kick the entity back and pulverize it with a spell, but her magic fizzled out as cold hands began to choke the life out of her.
No… Simon wanted to say, but when he raised his hand towards Belzemine, all he could see were fingers of miasma overlapping with dragon claws and a metal glove. What the…
Then he felt a cold dousing the flames inside him, as the Dark fought back with a vengeance. A cataclysmic flood of miasma poured out of his chest, throwing the living backward and rapidly rusting the Mana Sword. Its light faltered as the shadows coiled around it like a snake smothering its prey.
The two overlapping visions of the people present widened, and then split apart with a thousand screams.
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There was darkness, and then Simon woke up.
Not in his bed, not in front of the Crimson Throne, but on a cold hard floor in a dark place devoid of light. His wounds had healed, and his lungs breathed miasma for air that gave him life anew.
This is the ??? of your ??? Reigns.
You have earned the Title of Simon the Error.
The Error: Something has gone wrong, and time has no meaning.
What?
Where… where was he? Had he died?
Simon forced himself to his feet, his gloved hands fumbling in the dark. He cast Hellfire to create a sphere of flames in his hand, which was enough to light the darkness and reveal the ruins of the High Council chamber. Lauriane’s broken chair was still there, as was the table and the Mana Sword’s rusted hilt, but neither Belzemine nor anyone else was present.
“Shabram?” he called out, first with a hoarse voice exhaling miasma and then with thoughts. “Duchar?”
No mind touched his own. He didn’t even feel Duchar’s presence, although the old necromancer bore the Brand of Sloth at the beginning of each reign.
Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
“Duchar, can you hear me? Can you hear your Overlord?”
Silence.
What the Abyss was going on?! The man should be safe and sound in Telluria right now. Had he… had he been killed? Or did the Mana Sword dispel all his brands?
“Keeper, I summon you!”
No one came.
Simon grew anxious. Was he still within Frightwall? Or had the Mana Sword disrupted his Perks somehow? Simon carefully moved to the chamber’s stained glass windows and peered through them to find himself staring into a darkness blacker than a thousand starless nights. He couldn’t see anything outside. No Marthrone streetlights, no moon, no nothing.
Only darkness.
This is disturbing. Simon focused on opening his stat screen and saw it appear in front of him. It looked utterly normal except for the new nonsensical title. My magic works, and the Overlord armor too… Do my Perks still function?
“Deathmastery IV.”
His Phantom Steed materialized next to him without issue. The undead horse dutifully stared at him while waiting for orders.
That confused Simon. If his Perks still functioned, why couldn’t he contact Duchar through the Brand of Sloth or summon the Keeper?
Then again… then again, Abyssal Retainer only granted him command over the Keeper of the Throne. It didn’t allow Simon to summon it. It only appeared because it was compelled to obey within Frightwall.
Or something’s going on with the Overlord Class, Simon thought. He had been wearing the outfit since he woke up. Maybe taking it off and putting it back on would cause something to happen, so he tried it out.
You cannot put on your human outfit here.
The wording sent chills down Simon’s spine.
Something had gone terribly wrong. He turned to the Mana Sword’s hilt, the rest of the blade having rusted away, and then had his mount touch it. When the sacred metal failed to react to his phantom steed, Simon dared to pick it up. He felt no pain, no magic, no nothing.
Whatever sacred energies once dwelled in the hilt had long been exhausted.
“How much time has passed?” Simon muttered to himself. The hilt looked so old it might just crumble to dust between his fingers. He decided to stock it in his Inventory for later, when he suddenly noticed an icon remained.
The Commander Crestone.
Wait… could he…
Simon focused and summoned the Commander Noble Crestone within his palm.
Its divine glow illuminated the thick darkness for an instant before its surface began to steam. Its mana fumed out in seconds like a piece of ice melting in the sun, until nothing remained.
This place’s miasma was denser than the Darkwood, so much that it dissolved the Noble Crestone faster than a piece of sugar thrown into a puddle of water, but that was a minor detail compared to everything else.
The really important thing was that the Crestone was still both in his Inventory and accessible, which meant Simon hadn’t died. It would have dropped from his corpse or the icon would have faded away otherwise.
“This is getting stranger and stranger,” Simon muttered, turning to his phantom steed. “Follow me.”
He didn’t really need a mount, but he appreciated the company.
They walked out into the next corridor, with Simon lighting up the torches with Hellfire as they went. The corrupted flames lingered in the ambient miasma, but their glow struggled to repel the gloomy shadows which had overtaken Frightwall. The darkness appeared unwilling to give too much ground even to light born of miasma.
It didn’t take long for Simon to realize this place was utterly devoid of life. His siblings, the maids, the staff… even Father’s public collection of petrified victims were gone without a trace. His calls were drowned out into meaningless echoes. He even resorted to trying to summon imps, but the little critters failed to appear.
The good thing about exploring an empty castle with little to occupy his mind was that Simon had plenty of time to ponder what led to this situation… and how Lauriane could have gotten her hands on the Mana Sword.
He could see two possibilities. The first was that Lauriane was the one who recovered the Mana Sword at the chapel, either delivering it to Louis or killing Father herself. Simon doubted it, since she had looked unsurprised to see her ‘father’ at the meeting and her actions in previous reigns. Either she was the best actress Simon had ever seen, to the point of deceiving her own brother, or she didn’t have a direct hand in the Overlord’s demise.
The other and more likely possibility was that it had all been part of Louis’ plan.
Knowing he would be under surveillance after failing to kill his father, he must have given the real Mana Sword to Lauriane in the hope she would follow through with the assassination. It was a good plan on paper. She was one of the few Magnos children Balzam had somewhat trusted, but even she had her limits. Louis must have figured that learning the truth about their mother’s death would give her the push required.
Maybe Louis had genuinely been angry over Eleanor Magnos’ death, the same way Simon resented Balzam for his mother’s murder, or he may simply have told Lauriane what he thought she needed to hear to reach a breaking point. Whatever the case, his gambit had paid off. Her doubts and fear over Simon’s disappearance had boiled over until she tried to slay him.
She poisoned the Mana Sword, Simon recalled. She must have expected the Mana Sword to suppress Unyielding Essence and thus make the Overlord vulnerable… which means the attack was premeditated.
Whatever the case, they would have a long conversation when they met again in this reign or the next. Simon needed to learn the truth before something similar to… whatever was going on now happened again.
The more time passed, the more this place unsettled Simon. Everything else inside Frightwall looked mostly unchanged. The walls stood, no dust covered the windows, and his room was still untouched.
The world outside the castle… was another matter.
Simon and his mount reached the gatehouse to find the moat was gone, while the bridge linking it up Frightwall to Marthrone had crumbled. Simon threw a fireball to light the way beyond it, only for it to fizzle out before it could reach the imperial city.
“Hellthunder.”
His crimson lightning coursed across the darkness before him, revealing an empty void with no bottom beneath the castle. It seemed to be floating within nothingness.
Is the world… is it gone? Simon gulped before remembering he had a quick way of confirming it. “Lord of the Demon Castle.”
This time, he sensed some feedback. Simon and his steed teleported back into Shabram’s library in her mansion, right next to his miasma crystal. So strange.
“Aegio?” Simon called out. “Anyone?”
Only silence answered him, and while the mansion remained intact, it proved just as devoid of life as Frightwall. Simon explored it until he reached the front doors and opened them to find a gaping emptiness where the gardens should have been.
Everything in between his Dungeons had… disappeared. Drowned in darkness.
Were they… were they in another plane of existence? Or was Simon dead? Was this the Overlord’s afterlife, empty ruins floating in an empty void?
“Where am I?” It then occurred to Simon he might have been asking the wrong question. “When am I?”
It then occurred to him that he might have a way to gain some insight.
“All-Seeing II.”
The most horrible grimoire in the world appeared in Simon’s hands.
His Abyssal Chronicle was worthy of its name. This flesh-bound folio was sealed shut by a black iron lock shaped like a gloomy, dark skull with ruby eyes. Titled ‘The Hundred Reigns,’ it immediately snapped open to reveal dry, yellowed parchment pages. Its contents were written in pale red abyssal runes and divided into chapters titled after his reigns.
“The Short,” Simon read, the page detailing how he had woken up at three in the morning to learn that his father had been murdered, to everyone’s relief.
Since he had little else to do, Simon proceeded to read the Chronicle. It didn’t reveal anything he didn’t know already, because it was written from his point of view. It would be useful enough to ensure he didn’t forget key details, but it wouldn’t provide new information… or so Simon thought until he reached the end of the ‘Error’ reign, which began when he decided to impersonate his father and ended with the whole mess in the High Council room. He flipped the page to find a new chapter.
The UNTITLED.
That one detailed how Simon had woken up in an empty castle and investigated until he found himself reading a book about his own past exploits… he even watched the words detailing his reaction write themselves before his own eyes.
So Simon’s past reign had indeed ended, but he hadn’t died either, according to the Inventory. The world was gone, yet he remained. How to explain this paradox?
A terrible shiver ran down his spine as he put it together.
“Could I be… in-between?” That was the only explanation Simon could come up with for now. "In between two reigns?”
The Oracle was right, the Mana Sword could disrupt the Overlord Class. It had thrown its rebirth cycle awry in some way, ending the previous reign without allowing the next one to properly begin anew.
Time was broken.
I’m trapped. Simon’s fingers trembled in dread as the severity of his situation dawned on him. The reigns have failed.
For the first time since he obtained the Overlord Class, Simon was faced with the most horrifying of outcomes: consequences.
What could he do? Was he trapped between two ticks of the clock, stuck in a dead past while the rest of the universe moved on without him? Was there an exit of some kind?
There had to be an exit! He couldn’t… he couldn’t spend eternity here, with a dead horse and endless darkness for his only company! There had to be a failsafe in the Overlord Class, some way to put time back on track!
Simon tried to anchor himself down and think rationally. This strange realm’s nature had to provide a hint about how reigns worked. Why did physical places still exist in this void, but no life? Where did the sheer quantity of miasma in the air come from? This all looked too real for a dream or illusion…
Simon had taken a peek behind the curtain, and he wasn’t sure what to make of the backstage.
But if nearly all of Frightwall was transported there, then it should be here too, Simon thought. It has to have answers.
Simon used Lord of the Demon Castle to teleport back to Frightwall with his mount, and found the Crimson Throne waiting for him. That cursed seat was untouched like the rest of the castle, its ruby eyes gleaming in the otherworldly darkness as it welcomed its master home.
“What is this place?” Simon inquired. “A dead past? The afterlife?”
The Crimson Throne remained quiet like the chair it was.
Of course. What else did Simon expect?
“Is there a way out?!” Simon’s fist clenched. “Please tell me there’s a way out…”
The Crimson Throne’s eyes glowed brighter, the lights focusing on the seat. It invited Simon to take his place as Overlord.
Simon gulped upon realizing that he had no other option, then walked up the steps to the Crimson Throne. He hoped that sitting on it would either show him a way out of this mess or properly restart the reigns.
Flop.
Simon’s head snapped to the side. Darkness ruled the room except for the meager glow provided by the Crimson Throne’s ruby eyes… yet he had heard a footstep for certain. His phantom steed was studying the shadows, looking for something.
“Is someone there?” Simon called out to the dark. “Show yourself.”
Flop.
There was something there, in the dark!
“Hellfire!”
Simon summoned a sphere of fire in his hand, its light reflecting in a scythe lunging at his throat.
Simon barely had time to launch the Hellfire at his attacker, setting a fool’s motley ablaze and revealing the gaunt outline of a skeletal undead emerging from the shadows. The creature powered through the flames and tackled Simon, who had to grab the scythe’s shaft to stop the blade from reaching him. His Overlord strength, empowered by Lord of the Demon Castle’s buffs, easily let him stop it.
He immediately recognized his attacker’s painted skull-face.
“Gourmand?!”
The demonic undead answered him with a bestial, maddened snarl, his teeth gnashing at him in an attempt to bite his throat. Simon retaliated with a Chaos Wave that threw Gourmand back and dispelled the flames that had consumed his motley outfit.
Simon quickly noticed the change in bulk. Gourmand had grown fat on all the souls Simon fed him during his previous reign, but he was now so thin and starved that it was a miracle he could still stand.
“How did… how did you get here?” Simon inquired, more shocked than anything. “Gourmand, it's me! The Overlord!”
The jester swung his scythe at Simon with a murderous look in his yellow eyes.
The starved beast was after his soul.
“You are no match for me!” Simon snapped as he unleashed Dreadful Aura in an attempt to terrorize the jester, but whatever madness had seized him rendered him immune to fear. Gourmand quickly tried to lunge at him again. “Hellthunder!”
He shocked the Abyss out of Gourmand with lightning. The starved jester lacked the strength to resist, so Simon quickly had his steed pin him to the ground by pressing on his back while he shattered the scythe underfoot.
“Gourmand, it is me, your master!” Simon shouted at the jester. “You’re safe, I’m not going to hurt you!” Gourmand’s response amounted to growls and failed attempts at freeing himself. “Gourmand, how did you survive?! Is there anyone else in the castle?!”
Gourmand gnarled at him hungrily. Simon’s Perks could translate any language, but all he could gather was that the jester deeply wanted to eat his soul at the exclusion of everything else.
He has lost his mind, Simon realized. He has starved to insanity.
Not even Unquestionable Ruler could calm him down. He was simply gone.
Simon eventually settled on chaining him with manacles from the dungeon and leaving him attached to the Crimson Throne for now. The jester’s surprise appearance at least reignited his hopes of finding other survivors within whatever time anomaly had taken place, but those were quickly dashed. Simon did a full tour of Frightwall, searching every nook and cranny, and came up empty. He even tried to reach the castle’s deeper levels, but realized that most of the basement had crumbled into the void. Shabram’s mansion was equally deserted.
Why did Gourmand alone manage to linger in this anomaly? Was it because of his unique nature as an undead demon or whatever else he was? A whim of fate, a stroke of bad luck? Was the jester more than he looked?
Whatever the case, these questions found no answer. Gourmand wasn’t in a lucid-enough state to answer Simon’s queries.
“What am I going to do with you?” Simon asked the mad jester. Leaving him trapped alone in an empty castle at the edge of time sounded like an awful fate, even for this monster. “Could I… could preserve your soul?”
It was worth a shot, and could provide more information on the reigns in the future. Maybe he could feed Gourmand’s current spirit to his past self, should Simon… once he returned everything to normal.
His decision taken, Simon slew Gourmand where he stood by bashing his skull in with his Overlord scepter, then attempted to harvest his soul into a miasma gem… only to fail. Simon stared at the corpse in disbelief, trying to realize what had gone wrong.
He can’t have been of a higher level than me, Simon thought, or else he should have gained one himself from slaying Gourmand. Did his undead nature interfere with the process somehow?
He had killed him for nothing.
This… this might have been a mercy considering his current state. Yes, it was mercy. If this situation couldn’t be salvaged…
This has to be temporary, Simon told himself as he stored Gourmand’s skull in his Inventory in case he could somehow extract information from it in the future. There has to be a way out.
He took a deep breath of miasma, ascended up the Crimson Throne, and then sat on it.
And everything began all over again.
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A/N: now you can see why this particular reign had to be a surprise and why it would convince Simon to investige the loop a bit more deeply ;) onwards with the Church of the Stars.
Comments
BrandyLeeT
Well the Lich knew about the Reigns in earlier chapters
Alibhai
Simon "The Error " Hmmm I don't know. Doesn't have enough gravitas. Not the crimson thrones best work.
Charlie
I do rather like this theory. Leans into the nihilism of a demon that knows the world is going to end, so he sets up time travel to keep playing with the world while it's still worth playing with. It also emphasises the degree to which the overlord must do something to prevent the destruction. Since without his intervention, it all goes to shit. Perhaps this has something to do with the Overlord's mandate? Unite the tribes, enslave the gods, and bring down the sky - maybe there's a remote possibility that adjusting the world to miasma is the only way to survive the end, since only Simon and Gourmand, two beings of miasma, are the only ones remaining in the end.
Alan Kwok
Gourmand must be a creature just like the Keeper and probably level-locked for Simon for now
Lucy Severine
Interesting. I'm not going to update my deaths tier list before this is resolved, but my preliminary reaction is to assign one to Lauriane and one to the sword itself? Though "reigns" is probably a better title than deaths, now :)
Charlie
At a guess, this probably counts as a reign, even though he didn't die. The meta reason being that Void changed the chapter series name to ??? 😅
Rheklr
If undead are awake during the transition, what does that mean for Liches?
ConstanTeen
A theory - the serpent bearer connected himself to the comet in one way or another and runs simulations of the future in his mind using its abundant miasma, and the user is just the "actor" in those by connecting his mind to it through the Throne. I'm assuming that the real nature of the Class would be sinister enough for Simon to decide to destroy the Throne prematurely, or that it would be required to save the world (maybe destroying the comet, instead, and ending the loops as they rely on it?). No way the story would have one hundred detailed Reigns, it would take thousands of chapters at this rate and skipping multiple loops doesn't seem the way Void Herald plans to write it, as it would break the flow and leave too many questions if he goes this way, lol. And if you think about it - in most cases it's better to just end the loops as soon as you achieve the "perfect run," as a lot of it relies on luck and replicating success out of loops may be unlikely. Overall it feels like we're about halfway through the story, maybe even more.
ConstanTeen
IDK, there's a lot of hints pointing at Balzam being on his last loop (or rather out of loops), otherwise why would he write a letter to Simon, and make other preparations for his demise? Unless he believed that the loops would continue after his death, not only that, but with someone even inheriting his Class. And considering how loops work, it's unlikely that he was never slain by this sword before, as he was killed by Louis and Lauriane more than once.
ConstanTeen
Not really, in this scene he isn't at leisure, lol. Him holding the audience with his people fits more.
Diego Urbina
Took me a long time to realize this scene is probably the scene on the book cover, with simon leisurely reclining on the throne in broken time
Alibhai
But think of the marketing opportunities!! 😜
Noah
I am now incredibly curious what the effect of Simon’s title after this reign will be. It seems to typically try to prevent him from facing the same problem he did in the previous reign, and i’m curious how encompassing it will be. Or will it just do nothing? It’ll definitely be interesting either way.
V1ad
That makes sense. It only feels instantaneous to Simon because he wasn't aware of time passing. Kind of like when he was sleeping until his sister woke him up until his perks canceled his sleeping and he woke up when his father was killed, 1 1/2 hours earlier. He should try and take advantage of this "free time" to learn things through experimentation and reading, etc.
0gain
We know that the throne can improve itself and fix errors. If Balzam lost all his last reigns because of the mana sword. It would make sense, that it was fixed for Simons reigns, so it shouldn’t habe any negative consequences.
Zahir Nahasamapetial
First reign that ended and Simon didn't "die", interesting (I've no idea what's happening)
CentaureHeart
By the way, Void, when you start selling the books of The Hundred Reigns, I would recommend not having them bound in flesh. Don't think that would sell well.
Chad B. Sonnen
I think the Crimson Throne resisted the mana sword now knowing what's it's capable of but in the process, it glitch and Simon was sent into the far future, where the comet finally crashed down into the planet, killing almost all life.. I think the comet slowly gets closer and closer, bit by bit. It wasn't originally this close to the planet before, otherwise, Mana based lifeform from the mana trees would never have occurred or spread, considering the sheer power and devastation it's currently outputting.
Alibhai
Theory: what if the change between one Loop to the next one isn't instantaneous. What if there is time in between each loop in which the crimson throne preps for the next Loop. Simon is just knocked out during the prep. Maybe this error will now allow him to stay awake during it.
Alibhai
What if he spends a few months trapped here would that be consequences enough for everyone? 😂 Let Simon experience isolation torture for our entertainment that way we get to have 100 Reigns while still having consequences. 🫶🏼
Alibhai
I think the Keeper isn't just a glorified record keeper. But instead a safe keeper of the crimson throne. Maybe he has protocols in place to interfere if anything should threaten it. Which hints to plans that were set during the time of the first Overlord. Eligos perhaps?
Alibhai
Yeah I didn't want to be the one to bring it up. With my background being what it is.😂 He could have multiple wives if in name only. If Love struck transferred the ailment onto Euphemia simply because he was pretending to be his father it means that the perk is far more flexible then we gave it credit for.
Armo
Looking at how the class referred to Simon’s ‘human outfit’, I wonder if the class itself works like that helmet Balzam tried to commission from Duchar - it superimposes the mind of the next wielder on the same demon, e.g. the serpent bearer.
Alibhai
Really? I personally think it's fine as long as the story doesn't end before it's appropriate or drags on. Though I do suppose a promise of sorts was made in the story title
Armo
Interesting that Simon’s poison transferred to Euphemia. It means that for the purposes of the class’s perks, impersonating his father was enough to count Euphemia as his lover (or whatever the class specified). I wonder if Simon will keep his ‘The Error’ title.
Alibhai
What in the gooogly moogly...? Power scalers man you guys scare me sometimes.
McPiecey
Is this a Dark Souls 3 situation? Being transported into the extremely far future where time has no meaning and everything is corrupted and dead? Or is this really just in between time?
Alibhai
Best of luck I wouldn't have the willpower to do it. 😅
Alibhai
I don't think the mana sword got to complete what it was doing. The keeper interfered. I am assuming that cut short the process.
Roman
If he was better at impersonating his dad he would not praise Thalas nor get along with Euphemia
ConstanTeen
I remember you mentioned that the Jester's reign would include shenanigans with Gourmand, but there weren't any though. Maybe another similar route in the future when Simon is stronger and better at impersonating his dad as there's a lot of unrealized potential here like praising Thalos and getting along with Euphemia. xD And more Norbelle in the next reign, pls.
Ainz Ooal Gown
But if that is what the Mana sword does, how did Balzam die?
Diego Urbina
Dang, I'm going to need a break. The chapters are feeling too short. Might need to save them up lol.
Tomas Marcolini
TFTC. I would like to know if you can define how strong are the members of the Magnos family according to this tier system. https://vsbattles.fandom.com/wiki/Tiering_System
Puri Iresan
The Story is called the hundred reigns. If it‘s one less I‘m gonna be pissed
CentaureHeart
What's insane is that Lovestruck worked and transfered the poison to Euphemia. Anyway crazy chap, I think he was also somehow connected to the Abyss more deeply, or in the Abyss.
Lucius
Hopefully, this doesn't accelerate or ruin how many reigns he has. You promised us 100 reigns Void! Not one more, not one less.
casey starkel
So the throne is doing a copy of the world and consuming the previous for fuel? (I think the keeper IS the demon who made the throne.
Amit Levy
Hmm I wonder if this will lose him more than a single reign, otherwise it's not actually clear he is suffering any consequences
Alibhai
Well, the reign is over. But he's not dead yet. Sooo, technically, the next chapter is Church of Stars. He just has to start it in this godless devilless place. Cuz why just have moral dilemmas he can also have existential dread.👍
Publius Decius Mus
Let's see how many reigns this little escapade ate up... I somehow doubt the answer is "one".
Alibhai
So the Mana sword wielded by an elf, for some reason, makes it much stronger. Probably because they're beings so dependent on Mana they resonate with the Mana sword....?😅 Also, the keeper is much stronger than we were initially led to believe. He isn't just a keeper of records. He might have interfered because there was a genuine chance of the class being hurt. We have never seen him do that before. I also appreciate why the jester run couldn't have been done if Simon were stronger, a strong version of him might have been able to avoid the attack, thus not ending up in this place.
Brahman Brahman
I'm wondering if his Simon the Error title will now allow him to take items from previous reigns into new reigns; that would be a huge game-changer. Also, is this the end of this reign? Are we getting Church of Stars tomorrow?
Jasus
I also hoped to see her reaction.
Jasus
Something has gone wrong, and time has no meaning. OHHHHH SHIT.
alejandrox
Thank you for the chapter! The Time... The time disturbs me... And this place too...
Alibhai
So basically this chapter is telling us that Simon is outside of time. Maybe his demon castle followed him because it is a part of his perk? The people in the castle are not thus only the inanimate stuff followed him. Is this the abyss? Arghh so many questions 😤😤
Alibhai
I think the "???" Less to do with there being no limit and more to do with the fact that the class is not able to compute how many Reigns are left. The class has a concussion.
eatingpitza314
Nice
Pradian
Conclusion? Jester reign was fucking worth it. Absolute cinema!
Aaron Hicking
So interesting that Simon sees everyone one as alive and a corpse. Something to do with the cycle clearly and something deeply wrong happening when the crimson throne is hurt. Time itself being damaged is such an exciting idea.
Aaron Hicking
The description of the world and the empty frightwall was so creepy. Simon just walking through a caste with no one there and nothing around in a world of darkness made my skin crawl just reading it. Great work can’t wait for more.
Razor2811
I find it very unlikely. If Belzam had such a weapon or knew that such a thing can exist, he would have invested more time and resources into stopping such attacks. And Gargauth having access to anything Blessed by the Goddess is even more unrealistic.
Kyrra Winchester
Mabey there isn't a limit on the reigns anymore. Like when the ancestor from the Anna arch said come back at 100 reigns it seems to short a time for Simon semi slow progress, especially when considering everything else he needs to fix. What if the comet it the key to braking the loop, and way to fully find a solution.
ThwartedHalo
I wonder if something like this happened to the past Overlords to cut their reigns short Edit: To clarify I mean that I wonder if whatever killed the previous Overlords attacked the class or somehow broke the ‘reign’ system or glitched it enough to cause the class to move on similar to but not the same as the Mana Sword
Razor2811
Amazing chapter. There is one small thing I hoped seeing after the end of the last chapter that didn't end up happening: Lauriane realizing that she killed Simon and not their Father. That scene would in my opinion have been very interesting to see her true Feelings. But I can live without it.
nothingtoseehere
World consumed by Miasma... is this the result of breaking the cycle?
Black Rose
Tftc
Alibhai
Damn I just noticed the notification. And my battery is at 1% 😭
munkasir masud
First?
