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
Looking for Misana
With Misana's painting and description, Zero and Truen were able to quickly confirm that she hasn't been seen by anyone in the legal channels within the slavery network or the major guilds. Missing people reports happened daily and they looked through every single case to check if there were updates about the beast girl but so far, there were no traces within the northern or eastern districts.
"It looks like we can only try finding Dina or comb the southern district," Truen said and Zero sighed.
"If only we had something that contained Misana's DNA, I could have performed a tracing spell and located her immediately."
Truen nodded. "It's a shame that King Brice couldn't find anything like that. Don't worry, it might take slightly longer but we can still do this the old fashioned way. It's way past lunch and we've been walking for a long time. Aren't you hungry?"