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
Interesting Proposal
The bosses of Green Hawk eventually arrived but Zero wondered why they were all wearing green feathered masks. It looked slightly ridiculous on them but Zero didn't say it aloud. Still, he was rather surprised to see that the leaders weren't all humans. There was one short and pudgy man but Zero didn't know if he was simply a short and fat human or if he was a dwarf. The furry armed man was definitely a were folk. Zero didn't know if the lady was human or a mix of something but he knew for sure the webbed fingers of another lady were a dead giveaway that she was a water creature. It was fun trying to guess their identities but for now, Zero concentrated on Dwayne's query.
"It's rare for us to be approached by you," the lady with webbed fingers smiled. Her voice sounded like wind chimes and Zero resisted the charm magic. There was no doubt that this lady was a siren.