Elf kind prospered under the rule of the supreme being, the one whom they only called as Ainz Ooal Gown. First, the people didn't understand their queen's choice of marring an undead, and making him a ruler of the nation, however after the miracles performed by the great being it had become clear to them.

This being was a God, disguised as an undead to test their fate. God walked among his people, and so the people's devotion only deepened. It was true, that the elves didn't worship gods, only mother nature and she was more like a force of nature than a specific God. However, their savior was also like that. He was not simply a God, but the idea of Death and Life, the cycle of life personified.

He was the one who decided when their time was to pass onto the other side, and then to the next life. He deemed after their heroic death, that it was not their time to perish, and so with his incomprehensible power he pulled them back from the clutches of death.

For his next miracle, he performed an even more mind beggaring feat. He turned the desert into Eden, the land which stretched from one side of the continent to the other, encompassing half the land mass.

A new idea was born inside of their minds, nature's power also showed itself when he managed to cover the land in lush vegetation. Maybe they had worshipped him all along, just their belief was malformed and misrepresented mother nature as a woman, after all they had never really met her…

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It was hard to approach the savior, as his very aura screamed death, however if one managed to gather their courage and walk up to him. He would interact with them, be they nobles, or common citizens. He had no prejudice towards low birth people, and this made him even more popular among the common folk.

Soon churches would be built to worship the great one, however their ruler in all his love and caring for the people told them not to make them too extravagant.

The people hearing these words only had a deeper sense of loyalty, a deeper sense of devotion. They would make the most magnificent temples for the supreme one, even if they had to pay with their livelihood, with their life for it.

A gigantic temple was built near the palace, which honestly looked like more of a second palace, the only difference being its varying colors.

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Ainz was using {perfect unknowable} as he clutched his skull in front of the temple and monument made in his name. "I can't believe they actually did it, even though I told them clearly enough I do not want that…" However, after realizing it wasn't only in his name, but in the name of his comrades the worries subsided, and pride filled the void.

Soon he disappeared in a flash of light, which had gone unnoticed by the citizens walking in the town square.

He reappeared inside of the cave hidden deep beneath the surface level. Ever since he had captured the 8 greed kings he used his mind magic ability to look through their memories. He could always ask, but then again why would he? There was always the possibility that they would try to deceive him.

Firstly, he looked through their memories in this world, and then the memories of Yggdrasil.

If he was still human, the creepy smile which etched itself onto his skull could be more visible, however he was frightening enough as he is. He was no longer human, and he felt his humanity fading as the days passed ever so slowly.

He had found out many interesting things, but far the greatest acquisition was the Nameless Book of Spells. This was a world class item, which listed all existing spells. Lore had it that any new spells created would be instantly recorded in the tome.

When the citizens had no need for his presence Ainz spent his nights to study and memorize every single spell and their descriptions. Tier magic, wild magic, and even the eldritch spells were recorded in the old looking dusty tome.

It was also a pleasant surprise when he touched the book and a "message" appeared, saying "magic proficiency increased by 50%". He found it hard to contain his excitement as countless possibilities flashed inside of his skull. Oh, how much this expanded his repertoire!

He laughed heartily at this, soon he might find a way to reverse the curse, or at least information about it, after all knowledge in power. Every single spell ever used in existence would show up on one of the pages, he would just have to find it.

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The greed kings quivered in the dark corner of the deepest chamber of an eldritch prison, their tears dried under their eyes. "What else does he have store for us?" Went through their minds as they heard the evil laughter echoing in the cave system.

The eldritch prison was a spell capable of summoning a several floors high tower, and without outside help there was no escape. It had several properties, such as inflicting fear and despair on its occupants. Ainz found it useful to keep his prisoners looked away from the outside world.

He also made a new discovery which previously didn't come to mind. He coated his body with eldritch energies and thus was able to enter his own dimensional storage, he thought "Huh, this will come in handy if I ever need to hide."

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"I do wonder… maybe I could make a spell to locate the remaining 198 WCIs. Yes, that would be wonderful kuhaha-ha-hh!" Cough, cough. "Satoru get yourself together, this is no time for idle wonder, time to get back to work." He said to himself, as his form disappeared in the shadows.