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
Garden of Roth
Not travelling by carriage made things a lot less interesting according to Zero. He couldn't take the time to enjoy the scenery and a small part of him was nagging in suspicions. Perhaps there were some things Baal didn't want him to see in the outskirts of Shittomi's territory. The stench of death in the air was strong after all.
The Demon Lord held onto Zero's hand as they teleported. If he had a choice, he would have conserved his energy and taken the carriage instead. Unfortunately, there was no way around this. The miasma around Shittomi's territory was one of the worst as the Snow Queen was the closest to the void. Although Lucifer's territory once belonged to the archangels in Heaven, Shittomi's domain was located right on the edge of the plane that was broken from Heaven. If not for the ancient Queen's power, this part of Hell would have crumbled away like melting ice to the strong pull of the void.