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
Homunculus Research
Sylvia dare not meet Zero's eyes. Her arrogant attitude from earlier was completely crushed with Zero's display of capabilities. In front of the chosen one, she was deeply humbled. Was this why Raj gave him the Red Phoenix's Pearl? Even if she didn't believe it initially, she had no choice but to believe that Zero was indeed chosen by the Gods to fulfil the last prophecy of the Great One. Her child's soul was still within the powerful doctor's palm and Sylvia was completely at his mercy.
"Before I talk about your child's soul, I have questions about your research. Did you know that trying to create something that falls outside of the natural life cycle managed by Gods is considered a crime? This crime could get your soul returned to the void."
Sylvia nodded slowly. "If it means that I can see my child return to me even for a brief moment, then all will be worth it."