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
Two days later, Zero and his group finally arrived in the area that the young djinn said the gnomes settled in. Mii didn't know the exact location because her map was outdated but they were a lot closer than they were before.
"This is it," Zero told the team. "We need to start digging holes into the ground blindly to know where their hideout is. Be careful not to go too close," Zero warned. "They have defence mechanisms in place. Bob, you go with Jermine. Don't go too deep. Truen and I will act separately."
Truen and Zero's jobs were to imitate the presence of monsters in the area to trick the traps into activating. Once they activated the traps, they would be able to trace the origin of the attack. At least, that was the plan they had in mind.
Who was to know that the gnomes had been watching them ever since they entered their territory a week ago?