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
[Bonus] A Great Storyteller
AN: This is a before and after comparison on Zero's storytelling style as a child and as a teen. Enjoy!
Before
Baal smirked. Zero was way too easy to tease. It's also equally amusing to see how Zero has been talking for more than an hour without showing any signs of getting tired. Baal didn't usually enjoy chatter around him but if it was Zero, he gladly welcomed it. The kid was amusing after all.
"And then we saw this HUGE creature that tried to eat us. Of course, Merlin didn't allow that to happen. With a huge BAMM the monster went fell and I cut it up into smaller pieces so it was easier to eat. Actually, thinking about it, I don't really like the taste of that five-headed monster but it gave me a lot of energy so I guess it was worth it."