The Overlord

=><= (text-color:Blue)[<h1>**OVERLORD**</h1>] (text-color:Gray)[<h4>A birthday story for an amazing person and friend <3 </h4>] <img src="https://i.ibb.co/87FP8dL/Oliver-Lord.png" alt="Oliver" width="75%" height="75%" /> ==> (text-color:purple)[<h5>By Ziraeliss</h5>] (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Intro") ]

<==> Sadness. (click:?page)[== Loneliness. (click:?page)[== Emptyness. (click:?page)[== Void. (click:?page)[== This is how the world has been ever since Oliver the Great Overlord took *alliver* the Universe. No one had managed to oppose him, although many great warriors tried. He was too strong, too energetic and too chaotic, and no matter how well the warriors fared, he outlasted them all. (click:?page)[== After a while, everyone had resignated themselves to the fact that they would never beat him. Everyone was just forever under his command, responding to his every whim and dealing with the chaos whenever he was upset. And that's it. The Overlord reigns now. End of story. (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Brave Hero") ]

<==> Or is it?... (click:?page)[== One brave hero didn't want to give up just yet. In all the Universe, there was no one more persistent and resilient than the Mighty Anghara. As options started to run out, a crowd slowly gathered at Anghara's door. Waking up and peeking outside, she only had one thing to say: //"Oh ffs. Why did I think today would be chill."// (click:?page)[== After hearing from the crowd the tales of the latest Overlord tantrum, Anghara is not amused. "That is a new level of evil. I have no faith in people this morning." (click:?page)[== The crowd keeps pleading for help. They believe it's time for drastic measures and that the Mighty Hero is their only chance left. Anghara takes a moment of silence looking stern and reflective. (click:?page)[== After a second, she laughs. //"I will be the bad cop. ~ Come at me bro."// (click:?page)[ (go-to:"The Forging") ]

<==> Anghara decides to face the enemy with all her might and finish the Overlord's reign for good. Only one thing slows her down now. The Overlord has a full horde of minions of every species trying to stop whoever dares to oppose him. Our Hero needs a weapon. (click:?page)[== The crowd suggests a trip to the biggest weapon shop in the Universe. There has to be a weapon there strong enough to take on the enemy. What that actually is, no one knows. Anghara seems to have an idea. (click:?page)[== //"Plenty of time for hammer shopping."// The crowd doesn't fully understand her. A hammer?! (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Overwhelmed") ]

<==> Anghara makes her way to the shop on her own. But... Nothing is ever that easy, is it? (click:?page)[== As the crowd at Anghara's door disperses, it also spreads around the word about the Mighty Hero coming to their rescue and deciding to fight Oliver the Great Overlord for them. Could have been great news if it wasn't for the fact the enemy can also hear them. (click:?page)[== Immediately, enemy hordes are sent to pursue Anghara. They march onto the store with a threatening pose. The few elements of the crowd that decide to fight back are squashed under the imposing horde. Anghara has no choice now. That weapon needs to be found. Barricading in the store, the search begins. Even after combing the place in every direction and sence, nothing is to be found. (click:?page)[== Until, in a dark corner of a secret backroom, a metal shine glows and calls her attention. This is it. The mightiest Ban Hammer ever made. (click:?page)[== Before she takes it in her hands, she ponders over something. A good weapon needs a name. After a minute, a name comes to mind. Maybe a god's name would make the weapon stronger. The name of an old god, said to be the most powerful creature in existence. (click:?page)[== Octofinn. (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Ban Hammer") ]

<==> The crowd observes from far away as hordes of creatures gather around the store, surrounding every possible escape route for Anghara. Morale goes down as the crowd realizes they might not have a chance after all. The horde advances on the store and floods the entrances. Sobs are heard while everyone starts mourning the loss of their Hero. There's no way she would make it out. Unless... (click:?page)[== *`*`A wild Anghara emerges from the depths carrying Octofinn`*`* The Ban Hammer seems to be quite effective against the creatures. As they get hit, they seem to be banned from the place, disappearing into nothingness like puffs of smoke. Could this be the weapon to take down the Overlord? (click:?page)[== The crowd starts cheering through their tears, now those of joy. It really looks like things have taken a turn for the best. (click:?page)[== Short moments later, Anghara makes her way through the horde as most of them start running away in fear of Octofinn. Reaching the joyful crowd, she takes a deep breath, and again, for their surprise, laughs. //"You know I enjoy a good Ban Hammer. Mwahaha"// *`*`Cough`*`* //"I mean. I will be the justice mod if need be."// The crowd cheers again. Hope has returned to their lives. (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Failure") ]

<==> It is time for the Mighty Anghara to face her enemy. Especially now that her Ban Hammer Octofinn has been revealed and proven capable of defeating the hordes of creatures threatening them. (click:?page)[== So our Hero makes her way into the lair of Oliver, the Great Overlord. A most anticipated fight, dreaded by many and a ray of hope to as many others. (click:?page)[== The Overlord lets out a howl at Anghara as soon as she is spotted. As Anghara gets closer, the Overlord gets more impatient and restless. She knows it doesn't take much for the Ban Hammer to work. Octofinn just needs to be close enough to touch the Overlord and he will be banned forever. (click:?page)[== Just. Need. To. Get. Closer. (click:?page)[== Anghara starts running, dashing towards the Overlord. As soon as Octofinn hits him, everything will be over. It's worth the risk. The Overlord starts thrashing around, a few times bigger than our Hero, dodging her advancements. Weirdly enough, he doesn't seem to be trying to hit her. The energy and sheer force of the enemy is to much for Anghara, she can't physically keep up with him. (click:?page)[== After tiring themselves out running around and dodging each other, it all comes down to who runs out of stamina faster. But why isn't Oliver attacking? He's definitely faster than her. In fact, he seems to be having fun with all of this. (click:?page)[== After a very drawn out confrontation, the Overlord seems to quiet down for a moment. It's the opportunity Anghara has been waiting for. Reaching for the nearest paw, she downs Octofinn on him. Is it over? (click:?page)[ (go-to:"Overlord Appeased") ]

<==> Nothing. (click:?page)[== The Ban Hammer had no effect on him. He's still there, standing unharmed, towering over Anghara. This is it, the Overlord wins again. (click:?page)[== He doesn't seem to keen on that though. He literally hasn't touched her, and from his expression at the moment, he is clearly amused. (click:?page)[== Anghara ponders for a moment. What if... What if he is actually not her enemy? What if he's actually just a big, fluffy, energy filled creature looking for someone to understand him and love him? (click:?page)[== Finding herself thinking about this, she wonders if reaching out to him would work. Like, could she play with him? Hug him? Touch him? Anghara weirds herself out with possibilities. //"I'm just sounding more and more illegal."// (click:?page)[== Shaking off the weird thoughts, she decides to walk closer and lay down her Ban Hammer Octofinn on the floor in front of Oliver. (click:?page)[== Suddenly, he moves his head closer to her. Instead of attacking, he just nods and smiles at her. So he did just need a friend. Well, that was easy. (click:?page)[== A bit of friendly play time, a bit of banter, and soon enough the Great Overlord is just Oliver, Anghara's new tired companion, stretched out on the floor resting. (click:?page)[== The crowd makes their way through the now quiet creatures from the horde. They have stopped causing trouble. As they come into the room and see both the Mighty Anghara and the Great Overlord Oliver sitting together in peacefull harmony, cheers erupt everywhere around. (click:?page)[== As the crowd expresses their perplexity in front of such a scene, a voice between them questions Anghara about Oliver's possibly lingering bad intentions. //"Nah, Overlord is mostly a good boy."// (click:?page)[ (go-to:"All Is Well") ]

<==> And so ends the story of the Mighty Anghara and her now friend Oliver. Hope you enjoyed it! (click:?page)[== =><= (text-color:gray)[<h3>And Cheyenne...</h3>] (text-color:blue)[<h1>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!</h1>] <img src="https://i.ibb.co/SfQPLNL/Oliver-Cute.jpg" alt="Oliver" width="75%" height="75%" /> (text-color:purple)[<h4>The End</h4>]