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
Finding the Book Heaven (1)
"So I just have to find the library?" Zero asked and Truen looked around. The fallen city was very much a labyrinth with obstacles everywhere in the form of broken bridges, rusted machinery and abandoned buildings. The small raiding party took their time to slowly map out the area as they move along, Jermine with her vibration sensing, Zero with his map and Truen with his arrows.
The master of Gnaway was nervous. Ever since they entered the city, not a single trap had been triggered. In fact, they've been swiftly dodged, avoided or disarmed. Frustrated that they were progressing too quickly, the ruin master decided to spice it up. If they won't trigger the traps, he would bring it to them. Zero wanted to prove his sincerity and worth so this much should be alright.
The clatter of metal and low grinding sound of rocks made Jermine perk up alertly. She couldn't tell what these things were nor sensed any dangerous magic but there was an unsettling feeling.