[The boss in the main story is in a no-pairing story and won't fall in love with anyone, but plenty of people have one-sided feelings for him, and those feelings will definitely be described in detail. I really can't figure out the site's categories. I'm considering changing it to Multiple Relationships or No Pairings, and I'll keep thinking about it until the story is finished.]
The grass in the Silent Woods was still and deep.
After the holy war, having harvested the eyes of the heretics, the octopus-headed cult leader stepped onto the teleportation array.
But what appeared before him was a whole new world. Where was my cult? Where was my huge, thriving, friendly cult that loved dueling? Where was my mighty, imposing octopus head? Why did teleporting change my race too?!
I'm the Boss. Pay me.jpg. Please help the Boss rebuild his holy sanctuary!
A hundred or so years later, when he finally saw Polnareff: "Good grief, you're here! Come back, my missionary group needs you!" (reaching out with a pleading hand)
A JoJo crossover with a little bit of Buggy-style golden finger nonsense. This is the planned follow-up to the story about the sheep, which has no end in sight. The protagonist is the Boss from Cult of the Lamb, transported from the game's world to another world. The Boss is truly genderless. After a lot of thought, I decided not to publish it under a new secret identity.
I want to write something lighthearted, but it might turn into a serious story. Everyone will get picked on.
And there'll be lots of outrageous shenanigans. If you think sacrificing someone and then bringing them back to life counts as healing, then this story is a healing story.
Theme: Happily undertaking infrastructure projects in friendly, down-to-earth Italy
