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
Meeting Dorgon Flintstock
It wasn't difficult to travel across the rocky mountain path with the royal guards guiding Truen. The journey took almost two weeks to get to the borders of Rocket Mountain and the archer didn't know why the master crafter would choose to flee to the borders near Mystic meadows. It was all the way the other side of Magnus Hilda and hardly anybody settled here apart from adventurers brave enough to go to Mystic Meadows for a quest.
The town that Dorgon was hiding in was a small one called Geode Town. many fees and mystical creatures with mixed dwarven blood resided there. The size was slightly bigger than Little Stone town because of the inn and adventurer's outpost. There were also a few marketplaces for local farmers to sell rations and travelling merchants to set up shop. Truen took a look around the moment they arrived and found out that this town was rather similar to Half Moon Village with the exception that none of the villagers were wanted criminals.