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
Arachnoid Anarchy (1)
Zero concentrated the flow of qi into his hands and condensed it together like how he was taught and held the pressure within his palm. With enough energy circulating, it started to glow and Zero opened his eyes to look at the lighted cave.
Thousands of red eyes stared back at him and Zero shuddered. Each creature had eight hairy legs, eight red eyes and they were all looking at him hostilely. Anyone with arachnophobia would have died on the spot and even for those who didn't, they would have faltered and become weak-kneed.
Zero gulped. This was a lot of spiders and Zero wondered how an army of them gathered without him realising.
"Appraisal!"
Name: Spider Minion
Level: 2
Attack: C-
Speed: B
Defence: D+
Health: E
Ability:
- Motherhood Brood: Allows the monster to share skills from the mother when their siblings have gathered together