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
Holiday Break
Zero's return to Smargdas was a much-welcomed one. While there weren't any big parties to celebrate his accomplishment as an envoy who returned with Altear's non-aggression treaty, King Brice held a private party when Mitchnew informed him of Zero's return.
Zero couldn't help but smile when he saw Truen and the Humanitarian Guild at the party. If his head butler found out that the King snuck out of the castle again, there would be chaos. Hence, the compromise was to sneak Zero's friends into the castle instead.
"How is the Humanitarian Guild doing?" Zero asked in between bites. The lobster tart was delicious!