1 : The Dawn Of Despair Today

The world called it a new day. Ainz knew it for what it truly was: the dawn of their despair.

"The preparations are complete," he murmured, his voice echoing with an artificial gravity that masked the lonely man inside. 1 : The Dawn of Despair

He wasn't just building a kingdom; he was setting the stage for a play where he was the only director, and the world was a collection of unwilling actors. As the first light of morning hit the horizon, it didn't bring warmth. It brought the cold, systematic expansion of Nazarick. The world called it a new day

Ainz stood from his throne, his magnificent robes rustling like dry leaves. He walked to the edge of the dais and looked out—not at the room, but at the mental map of a continent he intended to conquer. He wasn't just building a kingdom; he was