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
Lovely Brotherhood
Truen didn't know why he felt like a son going to school with his embarrassing family on meet-the-parents day. Dwayne didn't come along for obvious reasons. People would go crazy if they saw the strongest man in Deadman Town in the Dirt Ring. Instead, Brutus was assigned the Zero-sitting duty. Bob was tucked away nicely in Zero's shirt and Jermine held the doctor's hand so that they wouldn't be separated in the crowd. Truen walked ahead of them and Brutus followed behind Zero who tugged on Truen's sleeve so that they formed a mini conga line.