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
Arabesque the City of Night
Zero didn't know what to expect in Arabesque. Merlin introduced it as the City of Night where the magic takes a physical form. The young doctor didn't quite understand what Merlin meant but he had quite the imagination. If magic had a form, Zero was expecting them to be like Robo Mike or in the forms of floating books. Wisps instead of candle lights and perhaps even a flying carpet or two.
The teenager wasn't disappointed to see the streets of Arabesque. Although it wasn't quite what he expected, it was close. Merlin smiled. Despite being in eternal darkness, there was a light of colours and lights that made the place feel festive and lively. The City of Night was bustling despite the lack of occupants.
"Is this where you live?" Zero couldn't help but ask. He thought that Merlin would be like Hua Tuo and preferred the silence over the hustle and bustle of activities.