Overlord Bad End Theater Novels & Stories

And in the end, she had to leave, or his madness would have consumed her as well. Oberon never did know his limits—Cressida wondered if he actually believed that he didn’t have any. So, it was not very surprising that things had ended badly: Oberon—and millions of other living creatures from all four parallel worlds—dead, the borders between dimensions ripped to shreds, their home world and everything about their people destroyed and forgotten.

Ruth mocked. "Why you!" Rendered speechless, Theodore gritted his teeth in rage. "Ruth Collins, are you sure that you want to declare war on us for Leon's sake?" "Yes! You Fields can keep trying and the Collins will deal with you!" Ruth said. "Very well! I will let Leon go for now for your sake, but this isn't over. We shall all see what happens in the future!" Theodore's expression darkened. Ruth brought two Semi-Overlords, so the strength on both sides were equal and there was no chance that he could do anything to Leon.

“David, how daring of you! How dare you call the Overlords by their first names. You must be tired of living. Don’t drag me down if you want to die. I never said that an Overlord was supporting me. Using the Overlords’ names is a capital crime. Everyone knows that the five Overlords have not been involved in world affairs for many years. They will only appear when Leila is in crisis or there is serious internal strife. If you want to harm me, you should at least come up with a believable idea!” Ambrose yelled at David.

While he continuously tapped the man's shoulder, he said, “I think you should stop talking, Overlord Zamar. I am already thinking about ending your life. For some reason, I can’t stop thinking about beheading you. But then, things never work that way, do they?” “Beta Zoey, I also wish I could sentence our good old enemy to death,” King Darren added when he entered the picture again. With the side of his eye, he watched Zoey take a step back. “But, we need him. He is our key to ensure that the ones responsible for the attack answer for their crimes.” The King faced the Overlord squarely. Darren took pleasure in the fact that they had ruined the creature’s confidence. Surely, at that point, th

“You… you did it.” Ethan nodded, silver energy slowly fading. “We did it.” He looked at Lucian. “Thank you—for trusting me.” Lucian smirked, wings folding back. “Kid… you’ve got the heart of a king. And tonight… you showed it.” But as they celebrated, a shadow flickered across the far wall. The Overlord’s presence lingered like a dark promise. Ethan’s silver eyes narrowed. He knew this war was far from over. And in the quiet moment before the sanctuary collapsed entirely, one terrifying truth became clear: the Overlord’s retreat was only temporary. And the next time he returned… the stakes would be higher.

It collided with Gideon's handprint, both exploding into nothingness. Alberto, narrowly escaping death, was overjoyed. He turned his gaze forward and saw the ocean split apart. A white-haired elder slowly walked out. Seeing him, Alberto clung to hope like a drowning man clutching a lifeline. "Overlord! Overlord, you're here! The heavens haven't abandoned me after all! Overlord, save me!" Alberto screamed hysterically. The white-haired elder, known as Overlord, snorted coldly and barked, "You disgraceful fool! Apologize!"

That was more than enough. The End

“I don’t just think it—I know it.” With a surge of strength, Erica forced Ophelia back, pinning her against the wall. Ophelia struggled, but Erica’s grip was unyielding, her resolve steely. Julian’s men closed in, disarming the remaining loyalists, securing the perimeter as the gunfire ceased. Julian approached, his expression a mixture of anger and triumph. “It’s over, Ophelia. No one’s coming to save you this time.” Ophelia glared at them, her defiance flickering as the reality of her situation sank in. She was alone, defeated, the empire she had built crumbling around her. Erica released her hold, stepping back as Julian’s men secured Ophelia in restraints.

“Y-You can’t die! Not like this!” “I-It’s over now, Mallory. You’re the one who brought yourself into this m-mess.” Madison said weakly. Farkas came to her to help her to stand up. “T-The battle between immortals has ended. I-It started with you, and will only e-end with you.” Mallory turned to ashes and perished. Just like that, her evilness ended. The superiors won and lived in a safe environment after the inferior leader died.

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.