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
Sleeping Spores
As promised, Zero set up a separate inventory so that he and Truen can share it. It was a rather handy function for their travelling and the trio made it to the Mystic Meadow borders within the next two days on horseback. Zero was getting better at riding horses and Camie was happy that they were ahead of schedule.
The border of Mystic Meadows that they saw shocked the giantess a little. There were giant mushrooms of all colours and Zero didn't look very pleased with what he found out.
"I need to explore this forest a little. This is the closest border to Magnus Hilda, right?"
Camie nodded and reassured Zero that it was accurate. "None of the giants have explored the borders to Mystic Meadows before because there were rumours that those who went never returned. Even high-ranking adventurers try to avoid any requests that involve the Mystic Meadows."