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
First stop, Hell! Zero flew through the portals so quickly that nobody realised the young doctor was leaving for the wilderness. Zero definitely sprinted at top speed to get out of the protected zone. On the way, he passed by Beelzebub's farms and wondered if it would be bad to completely clean the air of miasma if this worked out. He could only imagine the rich bank of chaos energy if the miasma from the abyss was convertible.
If there was a speed limit in the wilderness, Mii was very certainly that Zero was travelling way past it. Sadly, there weren't many rules in the abyss, especially the wilderness. Zero used the map to seek for the area with the least number of monsters because it meant that the density of the miasma in the area was too thick to support any form of life.