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

Zero groaned. Again? This was the fifth time tonight on his watch that they were attacked. He looked over at Bob and Truen, who slept soundly in the tent that they set up. Thanks to the soundproof barrier, those inside the tent could enjoy a peaceful sleep.

The doctor looked over at them longingly. How peaceful!

As the faes that tried to attack him fell to the ground, twitching, their comrades started to flee. Zero couldn't allow that to happen. According to Cleo, not all fae-kind were good. Some spirits have become twisted, much like Sylvia the Silver Witch. They were known to harm others for their personal entertainment and enjoy destruction.

Dark Side of Faes