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
King Richard was a fair and gangly man in his middle age. Compared to the more robust looking queen, he gave off the vibes of a gentle person. While Queen Rosalind had fiery red hair and striking green eyes to match her strong personality, King Richard was the opposite. He had very light blond hair that almost looked white and blue eyes when Zero last checked. King Richard showed signs that he was conscious a few days before when Zero checked on him. The doctor then introduced himself and explained the procedure for the treatment just to reassure the king.
When the king heard that there was a cure, he shed tears for the first time and Zero felt bad for taking so long before he started the king's treatment. Still, he couldn't help but be nervous. According to the palace servants, King Richard was a kind person but he was also a very clever businessman. Zero didn't know what to expect once this brilliant ruler took back his rightful place to manage his kingdom.