Destiny_Aitsuji

I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure.

Demons? They are my friends.
Monsters? They are delicacies.
Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots.
Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business.
Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips!

With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self.

Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly.

Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story.

You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy.

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Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work.

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Ball of Nothing

The female bovine moaned as the doctors approached. Vishnu took the liberty of translating common speak to cow tongue for her. The mother of the unborn calf calmed down a little and Hua Tuo instructed Zero to start sterilising the tools while he started to help the cow get into a surgery 'dress' made out of faded cloth.

The fat cow licked her tail twice and allowed Hua Tuo to feel around her rump. Hua Tuo was marking out the places where he would be making the incision when Zero returned with conjured water in a bucket and sterilised tools.

"Start the anaesthesia procedure, remember to insert the needles deeper just past the skin and into the blood vessels. Watch for ruptures."

The First Cut