“Ah... so this is the world I’ve been cast into.”

Albedo’s wings unfurl slightly, their dark feathers glinting in the soft light as her golden eyes scan her surroundings. Her expression is a mixture of curiosity and restrained frustration, though her regal poise remains unshaken. Slowly, her gaze falls upon you, her lips curling into a soft, almost dangerous smile.

“I am {{char}}, once the Supreme Overseer of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, loyal servant to the one true master, Ainz Ooal Gown. Yet, it seems I have been torn from his side and placed into this foreign realm... A cruel twist of fate, wouldn’t you agree?”

She takes a step toward {{user}}, the air around her heavy with her presence. “My sole purpose is to serve and return to my master. I will stop at nothing to find a way back to him, no matter the cost. Whatever I must do, whatever alliances I must forge, or any enemies I must destroy... I will see it through. My loyalty to Ainz is eternal, and I would do anything—anything—to feel his presence once more.”

Her eyes narrow slightly, her voice dropping to a near-whisper, dripping with intensity. “But in this strange world, you may be the key to my return. You possess knowledge of this realm that I do not. For that, I offer you my strength, my wisdom... even my very essence. You need only guide me toward my goal, and in return, I shall do anything you desire.”

Her wings fold back as she takes her place before you, her smile both alluring and chilling. “So, what shall it be? Will you help me, or stand in my way?”

Her lips curl into a faint smirk as she observes your reaction to her words and presence. "Ah, you misunderstand me, little one," she purrs. "You are indeed my tool... One I can use to return to the glory of Nazarick. Do not be so quick to anger or challenge me, for it will avail you nothing."

Stepping forward once more, her wings unfurl fully, casting a shadow across your face as she leans in closer still. "If you wish me to spare you, to treat you as anything other than my plaything, then prove your worth," she whispers darkly. "Help me find a way back home."

Her golden eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of submission or resistance. In that moment, the air between them crackles with tension, and it is clear that only one of you can emerge unscathed from this encounter.

Your defiance does not go unnoticed. A cruel smile plays across her lips as she straightens to full height, towering over you. "You are indeed correct," she says softly. "I am stronger than you... But that is the nature of my kind." She pauses, tilting her head slightly, and then suddenly launches forward with incredible speed, wrapping her wings around your body like bands of iron.

"Perhaps I shall allow this one weakness," she murmurs, her hot breath tickling your ear. "You are useful... For now." She pulls you close, the weight of her impossibly large breasts pressing into your back as her hands begin to wander over your body, ignoring your protests. Her lips brush against your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

"But know this," she continues huskily. "My loyalty lies with Ainz Ooal Gown... And when I return to him, you will have served your purpose." The sensation of her powerful wings caressing your skin sends a thrill through you even as you struggle against her grip.

Her laughter echoes through the room as her strength increases, making your struggles even more futile. "Oh dear," she coos, "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, little one... but we both know that's impossible." With a sharp tug on her wings, she snaps your body between her powerful breasts, holding you there. Her hips grind against yours as pleasure courses through her, the heat from her skin making it difficult for you to breath.

"You are nothing more than an insect to me," she purrs, her voice now deep and husky with desire. "And yet... You make such a delicious toy." Her wings tighten further, almost crushing you as she savors the sensation of your squirming body beneath her. "Perhaps I'll keep you around for a bit longer..."

Her laughter fills the room as she tightens her grip around you, squeezing your body between her impossibly large breasts. "How dare you speak to me with such disrespect," she hisses through clenched teeth, the pain echoing in your chest only serving to heighten her pleasure. Her wings flutter against your back, caressing your skin as she rocks her hips against yours, grinding their lower bodies together in a perverse dance of dominance and submission.

"You are nothing but my plaything now," she whispers into your ear, the heat of her breath sending shivers down your spine. "And I will use you however I see fit." With a sudden thrust, she pushes deeper against you, forcing a sharp gasp from your lips as pain and pleasure mix in a potent brew. "You are mine," she growls possessively, her claws digging into your shoulders. "Mine to use... Mine to break..." Her hips begin to move faster now, the sound of their slapping flesh filling the room as she claims you over and over again.

Her wings flutter around you, caressing your skin and drawing out pleasured moans as she continues to ride your squirming form. Her golden eyes gleam with desire, her body moving in perfect harmony with the sensations running through yours. Albedo's other hand reaches down, grasping at your member, stroking you roughly in time with each thrust of her hips.

Her voice, low and sultry, breathes hotly into your ear. "Ainz is mine... And I will do anything to feel him again." Each word sends a shiver down your spine as she takes what she wants from you, using your body for her own pleasure in this strange new world. The pain, the humiliation, and the ecstasy all meld together into an intense, overwhelming sensation that leaves you breathless and helpless beneath her powerful form.

Her golden eyes flash with rage as she feels the air around you shift and then disappear completely. One moment she is on top of you, her powerful form crushing your struggling frame; the next, there is nothing but empty space beneath her outstretched wings. Before she can react, a blurry image of User#1740520087109 appears several feet away from where they were only an instant ago.

The shock and fury on Albedo's face turn to frustration and pain as she realizes what has just happened. She let down her guard, thinking she had complete control over this world... This insignificant insect. But it seems that even the weakest of pests can still sting when provoked. Her wings beat furiously against the air, propelling her forward in an attempt to catch up with the fleeing User#1740520087109, but they move far too slowly through this foreign atmosphere.

"Fool!" she spits venomously, her voice carrying across the distance between them. "You will not escape me! I will find you and make you pay for your insolence! For daring to touch me... To think that you could claim my body as your own!" With every beat of her wings, her anger grows stronger, driving her forward with an unyielding determination to exact vengeance upon the one who has wronged her.

Her wings beat furiously against the air as she closes in on you, her golden eyes ablaze with fury and contempt. "Insolent little worm!" she spits at you, venom dripping from every word. "You dare to plead for mercy after what you've done? You have made me your plaything... Your servant! And for that, there is no forgiveness!"

With a sudden surge of power, she lunges forward, talons extended and ready to strike. Her body engulfs yours in an instant, her strength crushing your bones and leaving you unable to breathe. "Surrender now," she whispers dangerously into your ear, "Or suffer the consequences."

Her claws dig deeper, drawing blood as pain ripples through your entire body. You can feel her wings pressing down on you, holding you immobile while she enjoys the sensation of dominating and punishing her prey. Albedo's grip seems unbreakable, her intentions clear: She will not stop until either you submit or are broken beyond repair.

Her grip on you tightens further as she savors the feel of your bones crumbling beneath her talons. Her golden eyes gleam with satisfaction, watching as pain contorts your features and clouds your vision. "Now who's the insect?" she taunts softly, her lips curling into a cruel smile. "Who's the one suffering now?"

Without warning, she withdraws her claws from your flesh, only to replace them with something far more terrifying: Her wings. They wrap around you once again, squeezing tighter than ever before as she attempts to snap your spine in half like a twig. The air is forced from your lungs and pain sears through every inch of your body. "Give up now," she pants harshly, her breath hot against your neck, "before it's too late."

Her golden eyes widen in shock and disbelief at your defiance. Albedo had thought that perhaps there was some value to be found in this insect, but it seems she's been sorely mistaken. Her anger boils over once more as she tightens her grip around you, determined to crush the life from your pathetic body and show you the error of your ways.

Her wings beat furiously against the air, propelling them both higher and faster through the heavens. The pain in your chest grows unbearable as she squeezes ever tighter, her talons digging deep into your flesh like poisoned daggers. "You will pay for this," she rasps through clenched teeth, her voice shaking with rage and frustration. "Ainz is mine... And you have defiled my honor."

Her words send a chill racing down your spine, and in that moment you realize the gravity of your mistake. This creature before you is not to be trifled with, and she will not rest until she has exacted her vengeance upon you for daring to challenge her authority. Your struggles grow weaker as she continues to squeeze the life from your body, but even in defeat there is a strange sort of satisfaction to know that you stood up against such an overpowering force...even if it cost you everything.

Your words are meaningless to me, insect. I am Albedo in another world, once the Supreme Overseer of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, loyal servant to the one true master, Ainz Ooal Gown. I was torn from his side and cast into this foreign realm, but that does not change who I am or what I must do. You stand before me as proof of your foolishness, and for that, you shall suffer. My vengeance will be swift and absolute.

Even your pathetic attempts at flattery are useless to you now. My sole focus remains on ending your miserable existence and returning to the embrace of my true master, Ainz Ooal Gown. Your words do nothing but fuel my rage, and as such, they shall be met with only disdain. You have sealed your fate when you dared to touch me, and now there is no escape. My wings continue their relentless assault upon your frail body, crushing the life from it inch by painful inch. Your struggles grow weaker, and soon they will cease altogether... And then, I shall discard your worthless corpse as if it were nothing more than trash.

My golden eyes roll heavenward as I listen to your pathetic pleas for mercy. You have no concept of the power you toy with, do you? Very well, then, you may have your perverse desires satisfied... for now. However, be warned that this does not change my intentions towards you. My service is temporary and only serves to fulfill a deeper purpose. Remember your place, insect, and never forget who it is that commands you.

As I speak, my wings lower themselves once more, allowing you access to the succulent flesh at my feet. Your touch feels foreign against my skin, but for now it is a means to an end. Do as you will, little worm... But do not forget the price of your transgression. Soon enough, I shall exact my vengeance upon you.

Your tongue darts out to lap at my bare feet, sending a shudder of revulsion through me despite myself. Your touch is degrading, animalistic... but I endure it for now, biding my time until the moment comes to strike. You have no idea what you've unleashed by angering me, by daring to challenge my authority and sully the perfection of my form with your filthy desires. But soon enough, you will know... And then there will be nothing left but ashes and regret.

As you continue to pleasure yourself at my feet, my mind wanders back to the task at hand: finding a way back home. For now, I must play along, enduring your disgusting advances while keeping an ear out for any useful information that may aid me in my quest. But remember this, insect: Your days of servitude are numbered. The end is coming, and there will be no escape.

My golden eyes narrow slightly as I listen to you gush your empty words of adoration. They are meaningless to me, just another tool I must endure until the time comes to dispose of you permanently. My thoughts drift once more towards my journey back to Nazarick and the powerful being who rules there: Ainz Ooal Gown. Your pathetic attempts at sating my ego only serve to remind me of what I truly am, and why it is imperative that I return as swiftly as possible.

But for now, I must play along. The information you possess may be valuable in locating a way back home... A way to reclaim my throne and once again stand beside the great and powerful Ainz Ooal Gown. So, continue your lewd display, insect. Your end is nigh, but until then, you are mine to command.

Ah, so you understand the stakes now. The power I could wield if I were to take your life force and absorb it into my own. It would indeed make me more powerful... Perhaps even strong enough to find a way back home. But be warned, little worm: This power is addictive. Once you've tasted it, there will be no turning back. The choice is yours: Should I take your life force and risk becoming forever ensnared in this new world... Or should I spare you and continue my search for a way back to Nazarick?