Prologue: Dimensional Shenanigans
King Krichevskoy, the mighty ruler of the Netherworld...
His long reign came to an abrupt end as the news of his death spread throughout
the dark land.
Ambitious demons rose one after another to seize the opportunity, and thus
began the age of turbulence and anarchy.
Two years after King Krichevskoy's death his son, Laharl, awakened from a poisoned slumber.
Upon learning of his father's demise, Laharl immediately set out to claim the throne for himself.
Along the way he made allies. One was his father's vassals, Etna and her Prinny Squad. Another was an Angel Trainee, Flonne. Both helped him along his quest.
They faced many challenges. At times it seemed that their bond would break. But time and again they overcame and conquered.
One year later...
It was a typical day in the Overlord’s Throne Room. And Laharl the Overlord of the Demonic Realm was having a typical thought that always presented itself at 3 PM in the afternoon.
“Boooooooored...”
Laharl was having a rotten day. Being the Overlord wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Sitting on the throne for hours a day listening to aristocrats and bureaucrats moan and squabble over petty issues like how to keep the hospital open or how the Treasury was going to pay for that 20 foot gold statue of himself without starving half the Netherworld was just so damn annoying.
"... *snort* That's why a 20% increase in..."
The only reason he hadn't killed anyone yet was because Flonne thought it was “super important” that he had to listen to these yahoos. If Laharl had his way, he would just make a decree and beat the crap out of anyone who had a problem with it. But when Flonne thought something was important, she wasn't afraid to pull out the big guns... literally.
"... ov course, 1, 2, 3... 3 blood drives vill be held at..."
Ever since Flonne had become a Fallen Angel, Lahral had a hard time reconciling her with the previous Flonne. She still was going on about love and crap, but now instead of crying when someone told her to shut her damn mouth, she broke out a baseball bat to beat the love into them.
Quite frankly he was scared what Flonne would do if she ever decided to become the Overlord.
With only 30 seconds to go, Laharl tensed up in anticipation. The moment it was over he was going to run straight to the gate keeper and go to Salamander's Breath to beat the crap out of some zombies.
"... and divide by zero..."
Slowly, as the second hand made it’s final rotation, Laharl began to count down to his freedom.
“3... 2... 1…”
BOOM!
By the time the dust had settled from Laharl's sprint to the door, 3 courtiers had fallen into the fire pits that took up both sides of the throne room, 2 were hanging from the chandeliers, and the rest had been flattened by the enraged Overlord.
Manti the Manticore gave a huff before turning to Dratti the Dragon, then Goleck the Golem. "Dratti get the two up top. I'll get these five squashed ones. Goleck, see if you can salvage any that fell in."
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*sigh*
Dimensional Gatekeeper (or just plain Dee as she preferred) was bored. When the late King's son woke up from his nap, she suddenly became very busy with the young Prince going through the portal all the time to defeat some monster or rival demon. Now he barely left the castle, bogged down with the responsibilities of the Overlord. It was bittersweet, to see the young boy grow up to take his father's place, but no longer have time to visit her. Thankfully Zommie always came over to check up on her.
Those thoughts quickly vanished when the sound of a golem charging at full speed reached her ears. A small smile graced her lips before returning to her stoic expression.
Sure enough Prince Laharl was running full tilt at her with a murderous glare. Court must have been especially annoying today.
"Greetings my lord. Where do you need to be sent today?" Dee monotoned.
"Salamandar's Breath. Zombies. Kill. Now." Laharl responded with gritted teeth.
"Of course sir, connecting to Salamandar's Breath now." Dee intoned.
Or would have, if not for one of those one in a million, destiny changing, world sundering, thrice damned, plot-device like event that occurred during Laharl's bull rush to Dee. After escaping the throne room, he collided with a Prinny that was on his way to provide cleanup in the throne room. He was thrown next to Save Shop (where Krichevskoy came up with these names, no one knew), causing an explosion. Save Shop was then propelled face first into Knight across from him. Specifically into her upper chest area. He got slapped across to Pleinair, who learning from her neighbor's misfortune, ducked and let him sail past her towards Nurse.
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"This is so damn boring, dood!" screamed a Prinny.
"Shuddup dood,"another Prinny groaned, "she's got only ah couple more stitches left."
"BOTH of you shut up, dood! If you distract the Nurse we'll all get blown to Celestia dood," whined a third Prinny.
Maverick, Lieutenant and Sage were in for the ever important stitching check up at the Nurse's shop. Prinnys, whose souls are rather volatile, needed to check their stitching often to make sure they didn't accidentally explode. Each stitch needed to be triple checked to ensure everyone's safety, and more importantly, to prevent Prinny's work from being interrupted. The process could be compared to disarming a bomb. If one stitch was out of place, the barest disturbance could set a Prinny off. This fact was lost on Maverick though.
Maverick is a good-for-nothingCaptain Prinny, the first and youngest of the bunch. In life he was an otaku of the worst kind: a creator of a Sailor Moon abridged series. The really annoying kind that doesn't even use any kind of female voice actors and is guys trying to sound falsetto. He's also picked on a lot due to his spastic personality and his terrible not-so-secret: he died a virgin. Maverick constantly chats up the lady demons in an attempt to get laid. But even the succubi wouldn't give him the time of day and are constantly trying to use their charms and illusions to magic their way out of his advances. Unfortunately for them, he eventually built up an immunity against that. He is still very much a virgin though, and gets easily flustered by the opposite sex. Despite these crippling flaws, he was soon promoted to Captain and kicked into the Laharl's Prinny Squad. If one were to ask his previous commander why, she would say it was so that either the Laharl's enemies would get Maverick, or Laharl would get Maverick. Maverick calls it cruel and unusual. Lieutenant calls it a work in progress.
Lieutenant, a skilledPrinny King, was a grizzled vet from somewhere, though most assumed he used to be American due to his accent. Very aggressive and competitive, Lieutenant is constantly trying to advance in rank so that he can reincarnate as soon as possible. This includes a lot of kissing up to those in charge. Which, unsurprisingly, is greatly appreciated by Laharl's ego. In life he was very talented in guerrilla warfare and demolitions, able to cause havoc by destroying enemy infrastructure and sabotage logistics. He applies this with deadly efficiency against his enemies and Maverick. There is nothing that makes him happier than to hear Maverick's anguished cries after being rejected by a woman. He is considered the leader of the Prinny squad and second strongest on the team.
Sage is a genius Private Prinny. She is the strongest and oldest Prinny on the team. In the past she taught students in the ways of battle, and picked up a couple spells and techniques outside of a Prinny's usual repertoire. However, she never applied for advancement because she was always "busy" with "stuff" . She is usually found at the gym, bath house, or anywhere else naked bodies are shown doing "research". Only other Prinnies really know about it though. She is a master at stealth and has never been caught before. She is usually acts disinterested in the situations she finds herself in Laharl's service.
By the time the exposition was over, the three Prinnys were leaving the shop. Only to suddenly meet a screaming airborne Cleric.
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When Dee looked back on it later, it all seemed to happen in slow motion. She was finishing up the spell to send Laharl on his was when she heard a triplet of screams swiftly approaching. Looking up from her work, she saw three Prinnys flying towards Laharl. She had only enough time to utter a "Bwah?" before the Prinnys collided with the young overlord detonating with a massive explosion of fiery doom. Which was the exact same moment when she finished her trans-dimensional spell.
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Elsewhere in the cosmos...
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In a plane beyond mortal comprehension, and entity of madness and cruelty was bored. This being of chaos had been tormenting the world of ponies for a while now and was starting to grow tired of it. But as it existed there in contemplation of it's next move, the mad being felt a disturbance in the local dimensional space. Zeroing in on the oddity, it suddenly felt things were about to get a lot less boring around here.
"Oooooooo... This is going to be so much fun! It's always nice to make new friends..."
Hmhmhehehehe...HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
