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
Ice Machine
Although the injuries the sea otters suffered weren't considered life-threatening, Zero was still horrified to discover how severe the burns were. The engine room's design wasn't the best. However, the doctor never imagined that there would be a situation when people would become injured from the manufacturing flaws. Under normal circumstances, they would have evacuated. However, none of these hardened warriors of the sea fled when their captain told them to continue pumping that engine even if they were getting boiled alive.
The ship's interior was a mess, but thankfully, the hull's damages did not permeate entirely. Zero had to prioritise healing the shipwrights first to check on the severity of the ship's condition even if there were patients in a worse condition.