I claim no ownership of anything belonging to the Ben 10 franchise. Not even any horrid, admittedly lazy parody OCs I barf up to combat a useless point about authors who preach hatred towards Mary Sues while glorifying their own.
D'Void woke up one morning and yawned. He wandered into his kitchen, which he totally had inside the fortress he built for himself in the Null Void, so I shan't explain any further how that works. It was fully stocked as well, with high quality furnishings, from stove and refrigerator to various top brand name appliances. Again, don't ask. I will glare with agitation in your direction if you do. He fixed himself a pot of coffee and a bottle of milk for his dear precious baby daughter-thing, which he also totally had. She was a Null Guardian. A baby Null Guardian. Who D'Void randomly adopted as his daughter. Like I urged before, don't ask questions. Just coo over the inclusion of irritatingly screechy illogical baby character into fic in order to make the irredeemably vile, psychopathic, charismatically challenged villain character into a more easily pitiable father figure. Don't fight it. It's better this way.
But, dare we to continue on...while having breakfast, he tragically choked on a piece of burnt toast and tragically died, leaving his infant daughter-creature to tragically sob hysterically over his carcass. Tragic.
So very tragic.
(The End)
Oh, no, wait. I've five-hundred and twenty-seven more stories just like this.
Now that truly is a tragedy.
(Actual End)