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
Black Boar Inn
While Mitchnew and Bob decided to enter the inn, Zero told Truen he was going to look around and quickly ran to the stables. The archer didn't follow immediately but he decided to tail Zero from a distance to see what he was up to.
Zero quickly counted the third stable from the right and hid the stone beneath the water trough as the beggar child had told him to do. This would be the best method to find Dina and Zero couldn't wait to finalise his plans to introduce work for the children of the western district in the city.
"Finished?" Truen asked after Zero returned from the stable.
Zero nodded. "Can we stay here for a few nights? I like the environment here."