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

After the messy cave hunting trip, Bob and Olaf smiled. The dragon warriors might still be weak but they had the potential to carry on the legacy of their ancestors.

The Light Dragon warrior got up and obeyed. He walked over to the lazing Frost Dragon who poked a nail gently to the warrior's forehead, startling him. A drop of blood trickled down and Olaf chanted a long prayer. A magic circle appeared and power surged through the blonde swordsman.

An elaborate tattoo appeared on his back and pain ripped through every fibre of his being. Olaf looked satisfied when the tattoo was complete. The magic circle from earlier also disappeared and the Frost Dragon smiled.

"Congratulations on graduating the initiation test. You now have the Blessing of the Last Frost Dragon - Olaf."

Graduation