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
Baal's Faction (1)
It was surprisingly easy to understand the territories in the abyss. Firstly, Hell didn't have many civilisations. Even if they did, it was still a lawless zone. Those with power create the rules. Qin Yun had to give Amaraline and Coux a rundown about the basic do's and don'ts when visiting a demon town.
"They call it a town but think of it as a huge gathering of demons meeting up to do business. Laws do not exist. Demons don't work for livelihood, they don't play fair and they certainly won't go easy on you. If you show them any weakness, you can trust them to stab you where it hurts and drain every drop of your blood they can get. I don't mean it in just the literal sense… they will do it figuratively as well."
Amaraline shuddered and Coux's expression closed off. "In other words, it's a huge black market with many syndicates running the show?"