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
Zero the Explorer
When Zero was told that he could go out to explore and hunt for monsters to sell to the merchant guild, he was overjoyed. Brutus looked slightly worried when he heard it.
"You're going hunting? Are you going to the desert? It's dangerous."
Zero flashed the stablehand a reassuring grin. "We'll be fine. Truen is strong and I don't think a few monsters will be difficult at all. But what are we going to hunt?" he directed that question to the archer.
Truen mounted his sand walker and Zero got onto Grigoria quickly. Brutus helped them saddle up and gave them some advice about where to hunt.