In Which the Overlord is Flat On His Face

[badassfreakingoverlord]

It's going to be one of those days.

In the hallway directly outside the mess hall lay a book. The bright red body and overall size clearly pointed to it being the Overlord, for those familiar with him, but his back cover was the one facing upwards. No sign of any minion around. None of the cursing, struggling, and flopping one would expect from Zetta in such an undignified posture.

Just a tome, lying flat on the ground, as if a crew member had simply discarded it thoughtlessly.

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[badassfreakingoverlord]

Good luck with that, Hawke; the Sacred Tome had infinite pages. And thanks to its destruction at the hands of someone who most definitely was not Zetta doing something really dumb, most of those pages were empty.

But a few moments after Hawke cracked the book open, it began to stir.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

Curiouser and curiouser.

Determined to find something written inside this book, Hawke began to rapidly flip pages until he felt the thing move underneath his hands.

Which, of course, only prompted him to drop it.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

And the book was face-first on the ground again.

But THIS time, it was flopping, writhing, and shouting all sorts of ludicrous profanities which were fortunately muffled by the floor.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

Okay. Hawke was not expecting that. He jumped back a few paces, hands lifted defensively and watching the book writhe on the floor with no small amount of horror.

Slowly and tentatively, he managed to lean in and flip the thing, before taking those few steps back once again.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

And that face on the front was now glaring upwards furiously, about ready to verbally tear whoever was messing with him a new one --

"Oh. It's you."

The book might be unfamiliar, but no one could mistake that voice.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

Hawke's shock turned first to confusion, then to understanding. Suddenly, everything made that much more sense.

"So this is why they call you the Overbook," he mused, the smallest traces of a smirk curling his lips ever-so-slightly upward.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Yeah, turns out I'm a book, pretty much exactly like I said I was," Zetta said. "I'm still the most badass freaking Overlord in the cosmos, so the Ohm didn't actually accomplish all that much by sabotaging the Sacred Tome."