Ball of Nothing
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. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn
Meeting Spriggan Alex
After Zero entered the barrier, Truen and King Sharo fought. Truen shot the elf king with Seraph's Command and a paralysing spell for interrogation. Zero might not like the idea of forcing the enemy to confess, but this method of information gathering has proven most effective time and again for the wood elf. It would take Zero a while to find the Weeping Willow, and if Truen understood his friend well enough, there was going to be a long bonding session. He wasn't going to waste this opportunity to milk the prideful elf of information, especially regarding the Weeping Willow's secrets and her spriggan.
King Sharo was enraged at the trickery, but there wasn't much he could do. Without Zero around, he was completely at Truen's mercy. The wood elf didn't seem to care if he was a high elf or the consequences of his actions.
"Answer me. What is Altear planning to do about Smargdas?"