A Theory on Godhood: An Overlord Story

Chapter 26: A Work in Progress

Ninth Floor of Nazarick, the Forge

BANG!

Our source of materials is still holding good. Got lots of metal, leather, and whatnot to keep going for probably the next few hundred years.

BANG!

The Abyssal Core itself is just about done. Once that's finished, I could easily multiply a few hundred up to a few thousand.

BANG!

Should have Project Kaiser's designs fully drawn up soon too. Gah! All these cool projects but they'll eat up the materials! That's okay, just finish up the core and-

PING!

"Yes!" Amanomahitotsu, Nazarick's chief blacksmith and crafter, cried out, "It's finally done! After all these years I finally got it done! Booyah!"

The mirelurk gazed affectionately at the still steaming core, parts of his chitin turning slightly red from the heat. His extra claws clacked excitedly in tune with his emotions.

Different segments of his mouth parts chittered as he nodded. "With you, sweet thing, just about all of our material problems disappeared."

"IT IS FINISHED THEN, CREATOR?"

Amanomahitotsu glanced up to his NPC, residing over the massive magma pit of his forge. "You bet it is! Once it's installed you can expect some serious upgrades to your usual abilities. Just gotta wait for it to cool and set into place."

Said being in question clicked in satisfaction, massive blasts of steam erupting across the various seams of its automaton body.

When the blacksmith had first set out to create his very own NPC, he knew that what he wanted was something unique, something useful and, most of all, completely badass to look at.

His love for all things mechanical, and his natural gift to seemingly speak to machines and either fix or replace them in his old life back in Japan had made him a rather successful mechanic for a number of physical technological issues.

Thus, he knew that he wanted something to reflect that very same affection, designing Gore, the mighty living forge, as a result.

All of the mirelurk's items and resources had gone into intricately crafting every single cog and wire, spending hours upon Gore's design and fine tuning it to be able to fully automate the more minute functions of a technological blacksmith forge.

The NPC was a hulking droid who's upper body could smother even someone like Nearata or Connaisdiam, and they were pushing the height limits to the extreme as true dragons.

His armor plating was segmented and more open than a fellow automaton like Amanomahitotsu's guildmate Ra Ra Rasputin. In some places, that meant the large apprentice blacksmith almost appeared skeletal with the exposed machinery.

Each arm ended in a massive, three pronged claw with a number of smaller grabbers extending from the wrist. This ensured a level of such fine precision and control it could work in detail down to the nanometers.

Gore's head was smooth all around, a polished dome of bronze set with a singular, glowing blue optic. It had no lower half, as it was directly connected from the "spine" to an outlet in the center of the smoldering pit of magma.

Another blast of steam. "THIS IS EXCELLENT NEWS. WITH THE ABYSSAL CORE, I CAN BETTER SERVE YOU AND THE REST OF MY MASTERS. A JOYOUS OCCASION INDEED."

Amanomahitotsu hummed in agreement as he put away his hammer and other tools laying around. "Oh yeah. Just give that bad boy a few minutes and we'll really be in business. How're we doing today buddy?"