Lady_Nine_Tails

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True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms. 

Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future. 

Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere. 

"Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?" The young golden hatred boy thought in emptiness.

Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family. 

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** Check out my other novel, "Humanity's Second Chance". If you're interested in a more stable story, from zero to godly **

Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

It's me again. And it's yet another another month of the End Times, and the 3,615th month that I have been in this god forsaken world, taken away from my home world, and represented his cursed dragoness. 


And today was no different from the previous months, nothing 'interesting' has occurred, and I've survived another month living by wallowing in fear, while being protected by my trusted subordinates. 


After all, the situation outside has yet to change. Ever since the darkness blanketed the world, and the sun disappeared, everything has become a living nightmare for me. 


Actually, dying seems to be more of a salvation than living in this current time period. And I, Mirai, vouch for that. Hell, there are terrifying beings stronger than me dying day in, day out. What of me? 


The Unfortunate Mirai