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
Lycantopia Unite!
A few more weeks rolled by, and King Sharo was starting to become less perfect. He was still a little arrogant, but Zero thought the elf had improved a lot. He was no longer condescending even if he complained a lot.
With King Sharo's guidance, Zero accurately advised the clueless werebeasts how they could rebuild their country and improve it. The caste system was abolished, and citizens were now free to choose their jobs according to their skills and talent.
The wall was partially rebuilt, and by now, there were more tents and temporary shelters to house the young and sick. The militia efforts helped a lot and King Gaon's newly put together battalion trained hard. With strategies provided by King Sharo, Rachel sat down every evening to run through various strategies with the military advisors. King Gaon learned quickly, and Zero taught him how to play chess as part of the king's simulation training.