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

Old Gary was woken up early the next morning because the guests wanted to check out. Aldina was sad that they had to leave so soon but still wished them luck in rescuing Misana while she thanked them for the autographed dagger from Mitchnew.

"Someone from Half Moon Village will contact you," Zero assured the new Guild Master of the Humanitarian Guild. "Also, don't panic if King Brice visits you in person. I told him that he has to support the guild and rebuild this country if we took on his request. He's still very young and helpless so I hope that you can assist him to create a better future with Half Moon Village backing you up."

Bob transformed into his full dragon form, making the grandfather and granddaughter's jaws drop as Truen and Zero climbed onto his back.

"Yip yip! Onward to Route 553!" Zero grinned and Bob rolled his eyes.

"Master, I don't know what route 553 is."

Following The Scent of Death