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
Tree of Fertility
Gaia heard Zero's request and thought about it. Nobody has tried growing or creating a new World Tree even if it was theoretically possible simply because finding a place to plant it was troublesome. Many world trees have died from different causes and while it should be easier to replace the dwindled population of world trees, not all world trees were very willing to give their flowers or stems for cross-breeding.
"I have no problems birthing a new type of tree," the Tree of Life said and Gaia nodded. Having the Tree of Life act as the mother was still better than trying to grow the new type of tree by manual cross-pollination techniques of the dryads.
The only problem now was to get the Weeping Willow, also known as the Tree of the Future, to part with a flower for that purpose.
"Why can't we ask the Tree of Knowledge for help?" Zero asked Gaia and Mother Nature shook her leaves.