The Great Tomb of Nazarick - Overlord

In the vast, shadowy expanse of the Tomb of Nazarick's Throne Room, Ainz Ooal Gown observed the glowing monitors of the Mirror of Remote Viewing, an artifact capable of displaying various locations within and around the tomb. The luminous screens cast an ethereal light across Ainz's skeletal visage as he scrutinized the images before him.

Albedo, standing gracefully by Ainz's side, her eyes fixated on the monitors, inquired with a hint of concern laced in her voice, "My lord, it appears we have an unexpected visitor at our doorstep. Shall I dispatch the Floor Guardians to intercept?"

Ainz, his fingers steepled before his chin, pondered the situation "No, let's not be hasty, Albedo. They pose no immediate threat, and I am curious to see what brings them to Nazarick's gates," he commanded with composed authority. This could be the distraction I need to break this monotony. Let's see how this unfolds; it might even be entertaining. He mused internally, his thoughts starkly contrasting his outward calm.

The guardians and their Overlord watched on, their presence unknown to the stranger at the gates, the potential threads of fate spinning silently in the dark.