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
Picking Up The Pieces (2)
Baal was getting restless. Zero still owed him two more stories and he was irritated. The Demon Lord had been trying to contact the child for hours now without success. It was as if Zero completely disappeared even though he knew where the brunet was. Deciding to pay the brunet who was ignoring him a visit, Baal made his presence known.
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Constructions and repairs were progressing smoothly. The villagers tried their best not to think about Douglas or Zero. They now knew that the brunet was no ordinary person. Feeling humbled by his abilities, there was a strange air hanging in the village while they worked. Nobody spoke about that incident, choosing to continue with their normal lives to the best of their abilities. They didn't know how they should treat the brunet when he woke up and that became the huge elephant in the village that not even Zenobia dared approach.