Kael stood in the silent alley, his breath steady despite the chaos he had just caused. The unconscious bodies of the four low-ranked adventurers lay scattered around him, the remnants of his first battle in this unfamiliar world. The weight of his realization—that he was in the world of Overlord, in E-Rantel, and fear Ainz Ooal Gown—still lingered in his mind.
Then, another notification flashed before him.
[Ding! Newbie Gift Unlocked.]
[Opening Gift Package…]
Three golden cards materialized in front of Kael, floating gently in the air, each shining with a unique glow.
First Gift: A golden book with glowing runes on the cover.
Second Gift: A crystal sphere pulsating with energy.
Third Gift: A dark token, engraved with intricate demonic patterns.
Kael extended his hand toward the first reward.
[First Gift: 7th-Tier Magic—Teleportation]
As soon as Kael touched the golden book, it disintegrated into particles of light and merged into his body.
[You have learned the 7th-Tier Spell: Teleportation.]
A flood of knowledge entered his mind. The intricate chant, the required mana control, and the limitations of the spell became as natural as breathing.
Teleportation was not an ordinary spell.
The Overlord world, originating from the game YGGDRASIL, had a structured magic system, divided into tiers:
1st to 10th Tier: The foundation of magic, with 10th-Tier Magic being the strongest spells a player could learn naturally.
Super-Tier Magic: Beyond 10th-Tier, but not actual magic—it was considered a special ability with a long casting time and could only be used three times per day, even at Level 100.
Kael's mind processed this new information.
"7th-Tier Magic… That means I can already cast spells that only high-level magic casters can use," he murmured.
This was an incredible advantage. Teleportation was a highly valuable spell—few in the New World could use it. With this, he could instantly escape danger or travel large distances at will.
His lips curled into a smirk.
He wasn't just some random transmigrator anymore. He had power.
With that thought, he reached for the second reward.
[Second Gift: The Player Attribute System]
The crystal sphere in his hand shattered into countless lights, wrapping around him. His body shuddered as a new system notification appeared.
[You have unlocked the Player Attribute System!]
[Generating Character Template…]
A blue panel materialized before him, displaying detailed stats.
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[Name: Kael Drakon]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 8]
Attributes:
Physical Attack: 10
Physical Defense: 9
Agility: 10
Magic Attack: 11
Magic Defense: 10
Comprehensive Resistance: 9
Special Features: None
Additional Features:
Portable Storage Unlocked (Allows storing items in a personal inventory space)
EXP System Integrated
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Kael analyzed the panel carefully.
"At Level 8, all my stats are still low… Not surprising since I was just an ordinary human," he muttered.
The biggest advantage of this system upgrade was the attribute template—something only YGGDRASIL players had. Normal humans in this world didn't have such structured stats.
More importantly, he had gained a portable storage space, a feature from YGGDRASIL. That alone was a game-changer, allowing him to store anything he acquired without needing a bag or warehouse.
"I need more levels. If I stay weak, I'll be crushed the moment I meet real threats," he muttered.
Without hesitation, he picked up the third reward.
Third Gift: Evolution to Demon God
The dark token felt cold and heavy in his hand, pulsing with an eerie energy. A new system notification popped up.
[Item: Demon's Evolution Token]
[Description: Allows the user to evolve into a demon race of their choosing. Luck will determine their final form.]
Kael narrowed his eyes.
"This means I can change my race… Human racial potential is weak anyway," he reasoned.
He had already decided to evolve. The only question was—what form would he get?
With a deep breath, he crushed the token.
[Race Change in Progress…]
Suddenly—
A surge of black mist erupted from his body!
The mist expanded violently, spreading like a tidal wave and swallowing the entire alley. Within seconds, it shot into the sky, forming a towering black pillar that seemed to pierce the heavens.
An overwhelming aura exploded outward.
All across E-Rantel, people froze in terror.
The Leader of the Adventurer's Guild, sitting in his office, stood up abruptly, his face pale. "What… in the world is that?!"
The royal capital of Re-Estize, miles away, also felt the disturbance. The streets fell silent, and people looked toward E-Rantel in fear and confusion.
A mighty presence had been born.
As the mist slowly faded, Kael staggered forward, breathing heavily.
A final notification appeared.
[Race Change Complete: Demon God]
[Level Increased: 30]
[New Attributes Unlocked:]
[All base stats hidden, except Mana and Stamina.]
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[Name: Kael Drakon]
[Race: Demon God]
[Level: 30]
Stamina: 500
Mana: 1200
Skill: Sky Spear
Passive Skills:
High-level magic damage reduction
High-level magic damage increase
Negative status immunity
Demon wings
Items: 3 experience points
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Kael clenched his fist, feeling the overwhelming power coursing through him.
"I… I actually became a Demon God?"
He had expected to turn into a low-tier demon, but this? This was beyond luck.
His stats were now hidden, meaning they had reached a level beyond normal limits. Only Mana and Stamina were shown—500 and 1200, respectively. That alone told him he was on another level compared to before.
"Now, I just need to grow stronger… If I can reach Level 100 before Momonga arrives, I can challenge Nazarick," he murmured.
But there was still one thing he needed to know.
Kael focused on the system.
"When will Momonga arrive?"
A few seconds later, a response appeared.
[Momonga will arrive in exactly one month.]
Kael exhaled slowly.
A month… Thirty days.
He was still far from being strong enough to challenge Ainz Ooal Gown. But now, he had a head start.
If he worked hard, if he fought relentlessly and leveled up, he could surpass even the greatest beings of this world.
His lips curled into a dark smirk.
"Ainz… Nazarick… Just wait."