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
A month passed quickly in the blink of an eye. Ever since Zero started increasing the intensity of his training with the princess, not even King Darius had seen his daughter. Nobody knew what to expect after a month.
Now that the other envoy was returning with Dorgon, King Darius sent the chancellor to prepare for a grand welcome and pass his order that the princess must attend the welcoming back of Magnus Hilda's envoy after his errand. Naturally, Motley didn't refuse. He was also curious to find out if the healer was able to keep her word to transform Princess Dorothy into a great beauty.