Chapter 3: Orcs

 

Orcs in the world of Ginnungagap belonged to a race of Demi-humans know as Green Skin, which also included other races such as the vicious and greedy Goblins.

Orcs, unlike the scrawny and agile Goblins, were strong and burly fighters, with a great taste for blood and war.

In a wild world such as Ginnungagap, where no great civilizations existed, Orcs dominated large quantities of territories, using their sheer numbers, wild natures, and overwhelming strength, they had easily cleansed most of the weaker and lesser races of demons and monsters!

Or so was what Chaos learned from Belphegor as he walked around the large castle that once belonged to the Elder Lich Ainz, which seemed to be his property now.

The castle was enormous and dusty, and completely dark, barely a few will-o-wisps were floating around, which barely made any light. Chaos remembered that in the past he remembers seeing candles in the room where he was, but now there were no candles, it was just darkness.

"And that's pretty much what Orcs are… I think they pray to a pair of twin gods, who represent Orcs and Goblins, but I don't know much else. Master Ainz was never interested in Orcs and only saw them as lowly insects," chuckled Belphegor.

"Why are they coming here then?" asked Chaos. He didn't intend to not eat the Orcs, he was merely curious.

"Oh, that's because Master Ainz once stole their treasures, the Totem of their Gods, and used them as alchemy materials to craft your heart, my lord," said Belphegor.

"My heart?" asked Chaos, his crimson eyes widened as he touched his own chest.

"Why yes, the Orcs of the East Tribe possessed a millennial Jewel named Nether Soul Jewel, a fantastical X-Rank Magic Material which they stupidly used to decorate their totem. So he stole it," said Belphegor.

It seemed that Chaos' father was quite the pickpocket…

"This greatly offended them, so they had been trying to break through here for many years since then. Every time they came to raid us, Master Ainz's and his Undead Army massacred them and converted them into Undead, but now that he is gone alongside most of his army, they could quite possibly… defeat us," sighed Belphegor.

"Oh…" said Chaos, realizing that if he had not woken up this early, he might have been killed by mere Orcs while sleeping and having had his heart extracted!

"Oh! It's not like that will happen anymore, now that you're awake, my lord, you could easily defeat them. Your mere Aura exudes a strong Pseudo-Demi-Deity essence, you are no longer a Mortal, it seems. Through your development, Master Ainz and I had seen you slowly raise through the Existence Realms simply by growing! Such is the fantastical power of Dragons," said Belphegor.

It seemed that Dragons were a race that, the older they grew, the stronger they became. By sleeping for what seemed to be around 50 years since he was made as a fetus, Chaos had undergone an evolution of his Existence Rank, going from a mere mortal as a fetus, to someone who was about to step into demi-divinity!

"What Existence Rank are Orcs?" asked Chaos quite curiously, he wanted to make sure that the Orcs were weaker than him before fighting them carelessly, he didn't want to risk his new life like a fool.

"Usually, they are born as E-Rank and go all the way up to C-Rank when they fully mature. But those that evolve through the assimilation of Life Essence by devouring other beings flesh can become Orc Leaders, Orc Kings, and even Orc Emperors, who can vary from B-Rank all the way up to S-Rank. Luckily for you, they are way below you, as the pinnacle of mortals right below you would be X-Rank, and I had never seen an Orc at such a Rank," said Belphegor.

Chaos nodded attentively as Belphegor taught him many things, it seemed that he had become something of a teacher of this new and fantastical world for Chaos, and Chaos was growing closer to this floating skull, even if he had only been born around half an hour ago.

As the two reached the gates of the castle, they were greeted by two skeletons wearing black armor, perhaps the two last guards of the entire castle after Ainz and all of his Undead were defeated.

"Ah! Is that?! Such power!"

"Lord! Our lord has been born! Belphegor, why didn't you tell us?!"

"Because he was born just half an hour ago, pile of bones!" said Belphegor.

"Ah!" said one of the skeletons, as his lower jaw dropped into the ground.

The other skeleton ran towards Chaos as he prostrated before him.

"My lord, it is a pleasure to meet you at long last! My name is Oserius! And that other idiot who dropped his jaw is named Padhur! We live- I mean, we die to serve you!" said Oserius.

Chaos was surprised, he had suddenly won two new retainers all out of the sudden!

"Thanks, I will make sure to… err, use you well," said Chaos, as he patted the skull of Oserius.

"Oi, don't steal all the attention from our lord!" said Padhur, rushing as he prostrated before Chaos as well.

"Here to serve you my lord!" he said.

"Thanks to you too," said Chaos, patting his skull as well.

The two skeletons never thought that being petted would feel so good, so they were rather shocked.

"Anyways, you pile of bones protect the castle, I and my lord shall go out and have a feast, he requires nourishment to develop," said Belphegor.

"Oh, alright then! Good luck, my lord!"

The two armored skeletons remained within the gates, as Chaos asked Belphegor which Rank was they.

"Oh, they are X-Rank, despite their appearance… I think they should be capable of holding the Orcs by themselves, but would be ultimately worn down, as we lack the Mana that our Master Ainz once supplied to us…" laughed Belphegor.

"Mana…" muttered Chaos as he remembered that he had over one hundred million Mana! Couldn't that be enough to supply Belphegor?

He suddenly touched Belphegor with his hand, as if naturally, mana began to be poured out of his hands, without him needing to learn it at all!

Belphegor suddenly was blazing with strength! His skull grew two times its original size, and he looked like a malicious blazing skull from hell!

"GUUUUOOHHH! Master's Mana…! It is so strong! Thank you! To think that you're as talented as Master Ainz… No! Even more!" said Belphegor.

"So you Undead need Mana?" asked Chaos.

"Why yes! We require mana to function properly. Although we can eat souls, there are very few here, and high ranked undead such as us, and those two idiots require very high-quality souls to fuel ourselves, or a lot of Mana, like the one you possess, my lord!" said Belphegor.

"Interesting. Maybe I could make more Undead? How do I make more of you?" asked Chaos.

"Oh, we might leave that for another day, my lord. Look! The Orcs are coming faster than I had thought…" said Belphegor, as he pointed out with his flames shaped as a claw at the enormous army of over thousands of green-skinned burly men, who had large tusks coming out of their lower jaws, and fiery crimson eyes! They were all bald, and wore simple leather clothes, wielding gigantic weapons infused with shiny magic stones they mined around!

These were authentic Orcs, the likes that Chaos had only see briefly in the books given to him when he was on his facility on his past life.

"Orcs… So they want to storm father's home and also take away my heart?" asked Chaos.

"Yes, I am sure of it, my lord," said Belphegor.

"Very well. Then I shall eat them," said Chaos nonchalantly, he had no feeling of guilt at all! It was as if he wasn't even a human… well, he really wasn't!

Chaos slowly walked towards the front, the arid area around the black castle of Ainz was made of black and gray rocks, the sky was cloudy and there was barely any light from the moons hiding beneath the dark clouds, and the air was chilly and windy, it was a place that didn't welcome most beings in the universe… but Chaos didn't even felt any annoyance, even when he was walking completely nude.

The Orcs suddenly noticed him, as they stopped!

The Aura he was exuding made left them baffled! It resembled a gigantic storming crimson-red sea of pure energy! His power exuded so much it seemed as if it created a natural pressure, grasping the valiant hearts of the Orcs and leaving them in perplexity!

"Who are ya?!" roared one of the Orcs in front.

"My name is Chaos…" said Chaos, as he activated the [Vampire Dragon Transformation] Skill by mere instinct, as a sudden a flash of crimson-red energies fell over him like an explosion, a second after, a gigantic figure, of draconic-shape, appeared, roaring monstrously!

All of the Orcs were paralyzed, and their eyes were bursting out of their sockets in utter horror!