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
After that embarrassment at Titan Cliff, Zero finally got over it after a week. Merlin had been merciless with the teasing and in retaliation, the young doctor only cooked spicy dishes for his teacher who suffered greatly at the combination of wasabi and ghost peppers.
They called it a truce after that horrible incident and apologised to each other as an olive branch. Not a single word about it was spoken ever again. Zero was once more back in Arabesque waiting for news from the lab members in Half Moon Village. Wiser informed him that he shouldn't go on his final quest before receiving his weapons and Merlin agreed. Instead, Zero found himself helping Lovina and Merlin out with some of the alchemy books. When he was bored with that, he would drop by Steve's lab to check on the progress of the miasma converting device that Wiser and Steve were working on.