Hunting The Creator

prepare 1.2

Waking up in an unfamiliar room would have made anyone freakout, but Junichi, going through so many worlds found it usual, even familiar. Sitting up in his soft and comfortable bed he looked around and remembered the contents of the other night and the world he was currently in.

With two brother, one looking for revenge and the other for his dear older brother it was going to a simple feat to destroy the plot and leave quickly.

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Throughout the entire month that Junichi had accepted the deal, he was now living in a lavish mansion of this mafia boss. He had gained some meat on his weak and useless bones. His cheeks weren't hollow and the fat was well distributing along his now plump body. Even for a twelve year old his waist was slim and his bottom well filled. He still had his hair placed at the front of his face, yet is shined now instead of the dull dirty black from a month ago. His golden eyes glimmered between a small slip of the curtain in his hair. It shined yet never really