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
A Desperate King
It took Bob a while to reach Lycantopia. Thankfully, it was wee morning when he arrived and the sun was still not up. He quickly transformed into a small animal and snuck into the poorly defended city.
Lycantopia was nothing like the Eternal Dragon imagined it to be. If the U.N.U. was a picture of the dystopia, Lycantopia was a land infested with poverty. The people looked unhappy, sickly and positively starved. He never thought that he'd see another country with so many starving citizens after the incident with Rocket Mountains but here he was, looking at grim faces and bony were beasts lying everywhere.
Locating Jermine was difficult. There were simply so many people around and Bob couldn't use his sense of smell to find the girl. He couldn't transform into his human hybrid body because the beast folks didn't look welcoming to outsiders. In fact, there was a strange lack of cohesiveness as a community.