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In Which The Overlord Compromises A Previously-Held Stance

He'd said he hated it. That was still true.

He'd said it'd be nothing like the real thing. That was still true.

He'd said he'd never do it. And that... was where he had to change his mind.

Months stuck as a book (and that one time, a big robot for the party) had taken their toll. He'd ignored it, he'd dealt with it, he'd shrugged it off like it was no big deal. And really, it wasn't. He still had his mana power, and that was really what mattered. Getting everything else back was just a matter of patience and kicking ass.

But damn it, he really freaking missed arms!

So today the sensorium held not a book in the arms of a vapidly cheerful minion, but a tall demon with literal fire for hair and swirling mana around his legs, examining his hands as he slowly flexed them.

"Hmph. Not as good as the original... but, better than I had hoped," he said out loud.

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"Hyaaaa ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Mana power crackled around the Overlord as he let his full strength free, coruscating waves of it not enough to contain his pure strength. He lifted his hands dramatically, then cracked his knuckles.

"Should I do one dramatic finishing strike?" Zetta asked quite rhetorically, "Or a ludicrously awesome over-the-top special attack that collapses a universe or two with the power of sheer badassery?"

This was Lash you were talking to Zetta, rhetorically or not. If you had a choice of a simple attack that, sure, gave out a good strike but was over right away or something that might take a while but was overly dramatic, there was only one she'd end up picking.

"Duuuh! The over-the-top special attack one." Hopefully the universes being shattered weren't the ones she lived in, OH WAIT the Ohm already destroyed that one.

Kanbei wanted to say something about valor and honor, but his mouth was still shut.

It really wasn't needed, but Lash made a pair of sunglasses appear over her eyes. You know, for light shielding.

Of course she'd say that. He was really, really starting to like this girl.

"Get ready!" Zetta said, pointing his sword dramatically at Valvoga. The wind picked up, making his cape billow backwards and his hair stream out as it blazed up even brighter.

"That's -- that's impossible!" Ophelia said. "There's now way he can be that powerful!"

"SUCKS TO BE US!" Dryzen said with philosophical cheer.

Mickey just wailed. "Aaaaaaah! I DON'T WANNA DIIIIIIIIIIE!"

Without any evidence to support the notion that he'd crossed the intervening distance, Zetta appeared next to Valvoga, slamming the demon with a punch that produced a purple ring explosion perpendicular to its impact. Valvoga rocketed off into the distance as Zetta spun around, bringing his sword around in an upward arc to intercept the demon as it shot over the opposite horizon back towards him with a sonic boom so intense it visibly distorted the air it ripped through.

Valvoga shot upwards, then immediately down as Zetta appeared above him to sink another explosive punch it. Valvoga hit the ground, but didn't stop there; a hole trembled in its wake, then erupted in magma spewing out from the planet's very core.

And then by the magic of attack animations the other side of the planet was visible.

Valvoga burst out of the ground in another wash of core magma, soaring off into space to smash hard into the moon. A hearbeat later, a brilliant line of energy bisected the moon perfectly, passing directly through where Valvoga had landed. The two halves of the moon began to drift apart -- then Zetta appeared, hurling a beam of energy into first one half, then the other. The moon began to slowly grind back together, and as it did, Zetta punched Valvoga into the very center of it. The two halves slammed back into each other with grim finality.

Hovering in space before the moon, Zetta lifted his sword, then fast as the eye could track, hewed the moon into about a thousand different fragments, which then exploded for no reason whatsoever. The blackened form of Valvoga shot out of the explosion only to be struck but fifteen different images of Zetta simultaneously, each swinging their sword in precise unison.

Valvoga promptly shot out of the ecliptic plane of the galaxy, only to be stopped, some several quadrillion light years away, by Zetta's hand to Mickey's chest. The Overlord smirked for a moment, then erupted in a wash of pure purple mana. The explosion engulfed Valvoga, expanding outwards to consume the entire universe they had left, until only the Overlord's laughter was audible above the sound of cosmic destruction.

...then both Valvoga and Zetta landed back in their original positions.

A number popped up over Valvoga: FF18B9AE666FDA564A9650F7D5699819AEDE7587A K. The Star Overlord promptly vanished in a haze of existence failure.

Lash shook to replace her hair that had been pushed backwards and then took off the sunglasses. It was like if she had a suntan, clearly marking where they had been. There was a cough and a bit of smoke came out, but she was grinning from ear to ear.

"I think we broke the system. And probably a universe or two."

"Good," Zetta said, grinning at her. He'd handled the energy discharge just fine, of course.

"So, how did it feel? Commanding Officers can't use the effects of each other's powers, only their units can. I suppose it's some sort of universal rule whoever created our world put out for some dumb reason."

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"Like one hell of a status buff," Zetta said. "Want a taste?"

No, he was offering to put some status buffs on her, not something less savory, really.

You know, most people would be jumping for joy being offered powers cosmic, but Lash was actually carefully considering it.

"It's not going to make be go insane right? You know the whole the mind goes first thing." She cared a lot about her mind. Then again, her scientific curiosity was pretty much wanting her to try it out if only to see how it was like when Von Bolt activated the chair and suddenly standing up saying he had the strength of a hundred men. Then they kicked his ass anyway but moot point.

"Well you only live on-" she looked at him, grinning. "Oh right. I guess that saying doesn't fit anymore huh?"

"Naw, it's a standard buff spell," Zetta said. "Most Netherworld wizards learn it pretty early on in their careers. Won't affect your mind at all. That's a different spell."

Wizard and magical spell terminology was still alien to her so her first reaction was thusly;

"Wait, it's not going to turn me into a muscle bound freak, right? If not, go for it." She did not want to look like Max.

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"Nnnnnooooooo," Zetta said, attempting to purge the image of bodybuilder!Lash from his mind.

"J-just checking," she replied. Not sure what she was supposed to be doing at this point, she simply crossed her arms.

Zetta Invited half a dozen casters to the field. The assortment of mages and healers dropped to the ground, took a moment to orient themselves, then dropped a Braveheart onto her.

Hello, +100% strength!

"...!"

That certainly felt different. A bit like the rush of adrenaline while she was transformed, but this time it was just her alone. If this was the rush her soldiers felt every time she used her powers, she could see why they begrudgingly followed her along.

"This isn't too bad." Understatement of the year.

Except now that she had superhuman strength, Lash had no idea what to do. A neotank fell into the battlefield and she walked over, punching it. The metal dented inward at an accelerated rate and then the entire thing exploded once the fuel tank was reached, sending pieces of metal shard everywhere. The ones that touched her bounced off harmlessly.

"Okay. That. Is really neat."

The strangest thing was how calm she felt using it. For some reason she had always imagined it like some sort of rush that would overcome her senses. This just felt really pleasant with a badass punching aftertaste. To put it lightly.

~~And then her hair turned yellow and she yelled some Dragonball words before shooting a ball of energy oh wait she does that in her Ranger form.~~

"It caps out at a hundred percent increase, though," Zetta said. "So it's not anywhere near as powerful as that combo-power-stacking thing you did. Still, now you get the idea."

Zetta thought a moment, then grinned. "Of course, your best stat is TEC. No good boosting spells for that, but maybe if you're good I'll get you a bazooka someday."

"In all fairness, that would require all the other COs to be depodded for it to happen in real life," she explained, the hint of sadness in her voice before she shrugged. "I don't even know if they're there at all."

She had to raise an eyebrow at that. "Be good? That might be a problem." Even if she was somewhat good to be a Ranger, but never missed a change to tease back.

Huh. Sad lonely Lash was an aspect of her character Zetta had not considering might exist, and didn't exactly like seeing. Since he was completely and utterly unaffected by such feelings, and found their appearance in others to be worthy only of mockery and scorn.

"Good by my standards, Lash. I AM a demon Overlord, remember."

In other words, go set Bowser's tail on fire or pie Damien or something.

Keep fighting the good fight, Zetta.

"Just checking if it was a trick question or not," she teased back. "Maybe I'll confuse Zedd some more in your honor."

Because making fun of Lord Zedd never got old.

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha! Get him good once or twice and I'll start hunting down the wrapping paper!"

Silly Lash, Zetta isn't clever enough for trick questions.

She'd take note of that and get him a logic puzzle book for his birthday.

"Tee hee hee! Maybe we should wrap him in bubble paper one day. Just to see what he'd do. I don't know if Stacy would punish us for that...technically we're not harming him. Nothing like harmless fun, you know?"

Hey! That's mean!

"And dryer sheets," Zetta said. "He has lightning powers, so that ought to keep him from breaking them out."

Lash is always cruel to those close to her. It's how she shows that she cares. Mostly.

"Maybe we could harvest his powers for the good of the ship. Get him attached to a lighting rod and use that to power some of the vehicles or something." Was she thinking about that seriously, it was hard to tell.

"...That's a freaking BRILLIANT idea!"

She had better be thinking about it seriously!

"Too bad he'd never agree to it," Lash snickered. Alas getting Zedd to do anything like that and building a machine that would use his power where completely different things.

Nevertheless she started to make plans for it in her head.

"Wait, we care about his consent why now?"

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I'm sorry for the short tag considering how epic yours is, but it needed to be said first.

Like I didn't do that a lot in reverse.

And more short tags.

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At least I'm not linking you to fanart I found of that once, it's pretty bad/hilarious.

/shudder

must.resist.posting.it.

Suuuure you will.

I have very good self restraint.

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