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
Teacher Zero
It was late and Zero was tired. After a week of tutoring Princess Dorothy, he was starting to understand the difficulties of a teacher. Hua Tuo must be the world's best teacher and Zero found himself respecting his shifu even more now that he understood how difficult it was to be a teacher.
Initially, Princess Dorothy would cling onto Zero's every word and did her best to cultivate. Zero didn't seem to see anything wrong with it until he found out that the princess had been doing more than what he was telling her to do in not a good way.
The doctor kept finding it weird that while the princess' soul cultivation progress was getting better, the girl was looking more and more haggard even though she should be getting better after a few days. It took Zero a week to find out the cause and when he did, not even King Darius dared to speak to Zero.