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
Agent Zero (2)
Moving to a dormitory was an exciting experience. However, that excitement was partially dampened after his argument with Baal. The young doctor was missing his usual bounce in his steps, his mind preoccupied with worry for his friend.
The dormitory room was a lot bigger than Hua Tuo's hut. Zero wasn't quite expecting that. Morning Star Academy did have a few thousand students after all. He wondered how everyone managed to live on the campus as it didn't seem very big. Then again, who knows? Lucifer might have cheated by using space magic. The Academy did have teleportation gates after all. Perhaps not all the students slept in dormitories.